This is the new cover for The One Road a collection of short stories from the world of The Liverpool Mysteries. If you liked Under The Bridge you will like this. A dark comedy, a buddy story, and a road trip all in one. The opening story in this collection follows Vinny, Kevin, and a Continue reading

‘Awful. Stopped reading it after a few minutes. Very disappointed. I’d be interested in what other readers think or was it just me that was disappointed.’ This is my only one star review on Amazon….so far, the average is 4 star. Overall I don’t think I can complain, and if the ratio stays the same Continue reading

I am booked to appear on a panel with two other ‘crime writers’ for the UK Crime Book Club on Facebook I will post a link when it comes around. But it got me thinking about UTB as crime novel, this might seem strange, but for me the book has always been primarily about the Continue reading

The following exchange from Under The Bridge happens early in the book, the conversation is in The Dealers Arms in Garston, between Michael who is in his 60s and a younger Vinny. **** Michael changed the subject. ‘And what do you do? Vincent, is it?’ ‘I work in a shop in town, nothing very exciting.’ Continue reading

Short interview on Under The Bridge the Sean Styles show Radio Merseyside 14th March 2021 Continue reading

The history of Liverpool never ceases to amaze and surprise me, there is always something more to find out. A few readers have commented that they learned something about their home city from reading Under The Bridge. This process is going on all the time for me, but for many, including Vinny in the book, Continue reading

A member of the facebook group for my novel Under The Bridge https://www.facebook.com/groups/522800758257136 prompted me to think a bit this week. She said that she wasn’t Irish or a republican so wouldn’t join an event hosted by the Irish Centre last week.I wrote back saying ‘you don’t have to be Irish or a republican’ that Continue reading

CHAPTER ONE MICHAEL The bone poked out of the mud and into Michael’s life. ‘Whoa, stop, stop!’ Michael, the site caretaker, waved his hands above his head and shouted over the grinding diesel engine. The digger emptied its load on a growing mound of damp earth, a strip of blue tarpaulin hanging from its scoop. Continue reading

Hi everyone, and this afternoon I’m delighted to welcome Jack Byrne to the blog. Jack is from Liverpool and has set his debut novel there. I was delighted when he agreed to an interview, and to find out about his writing journey. Details of how to contact hun are below the Q&A. Over to you,… Continue reading