‘One morning, Manawydan and Pryderi unleashed their dogs and mounted their horses. The dogs ran ahead barking and yelping and sniffing the air. They came to a thicket of tangled brambles and thorns. The dogs picked up a scent and their barks became one song. They ran in amongst the bushes like the many rivulets of a single stream.’
The Assembly of the Severed Head, Hugh Lupton
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I'm a writer and poet. My first novel, All the Dogs, appeared in 2008, and was described by Niall Griffiths as 'a stirring debut, a compellingly written tract on the importance of finding a place on the earth.' My fiction has appeared in London Noir, Crimewave, Black Static and 3AM. I live in London, where, amongst other things, I teach Creative Writing for the Open University. https://absenceclub.com
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