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Category Archives: Stories
Nicola Jane hated everything about the countryside, but particularly the weird creatures that lived in it. When she and Mum first moved here, to the middle of nowhere, she’d made those feelings as clear as humanly possible without actually printing … Continue reading
Having just played Her Story followed by reading an article on Eurogamer, I was inspired to write an article called Her Story is not Your Story.
I created a short promotional video highlighting the services I offer.
I’ve been a bit remiss. Because I’ve been trying to post a lot on Twitter, Facebook and other places, I neglected to post anything here. If you don’t already know, I’m involved in a Kickstarter for Kaptain Brawe 2: A … Continue reading
I am writing a new story called Denzo Steel and will be presenting it in comic strip format with episodes every week (all being well). The style is darker and more serious than my normal comic strip work so I … Continue reading
This Thursday, 15th Nov, I’m taking part in a Google+ Hangout in which I’ll be talking about writing for games. The Hangout is organised by Heather Taylor of Red on Black Productions and you can hook up in a number … Continue reading
Writing for video games is a wonderful thing and at the same time a little odd. Or, rather, people’s perceptions of it can be odd. Even after all the time I’ve spent making it my career, there are still some … Continue reading
Having never been to a dedicated screenwriting festival before, attending the LSWF was a pleasure in itself, particularly being in the presence of so many talented and friendly people. Because I’d been invited to speak as part of a panel … Continue reading
Over at Gear Diary there’s a new review by Michael Anderson of Special Enquiry Detail: The Hand That Feeds for the iPad. At first I was worried that it was going to be a harsh review when the reviewer had … Continue reading
The Effect of a Thousand Butterflies
By Steve Ince
In my dream I cannot see her face for the cloud of butterflies that surrounds her. What I’m able to glimpse through the occasional, fleeting gap – her hands, her legs, her hair – suggest a delicacy of form. Her skin is white, almost devoid of any colour and contrasts sharply with the tangles of dark hair that fall forward, which in turn adds to the difficulty of catching sight of her features. She raises her hands towards her face and although I cannot be sure I feel she is screaming. I hear nothing of that sound, yet I hear the beating of the wings of a thousand butterflies, amplified loudly, reverberating like organic helicopters on patrol. Continue reading