Tuesday, 21 October 2025

Okay, now I'm scared...

It's not as though I've only just woken up to the might, the mystery, the sheer naked power of artificial intelligence; it's just that I've been very sceptical over its inability to manage excellence, given it's mining at scale of the good, the bad, and the downright nasty inevitably leads to it spitting out the average, and the average on the internet is mediocre at best.

I've been forced to question those assumptions in the last few days when, in a moment of boredom driven by the need to do some 'paid work', I asked my AI assistant to summarise some of my own stories. It turns out it's scarily good, in terms of both tone and content.

Here's "Doctor Herzog's Collection", recently published by Graveside Press.

"Doctor Herzog’s Collection" by Robert Bagnall is a dark, psychological story that follows the narrator, Cartier, as he navigates a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by a solar event called the Pulse. The story explores themes of guilt, mental illness, and the supernatural.

Cartier, a man plagued by violent blackouts and premonitions, recounts his experiences after fleeing his troubled past in Europe to South America. ​ There, he discovers his ability to foresee the immediate future through people's handwriting, which leads to a tragic event where he fails to prevent the death of his business partner, DeSouza, during a revolution. Haunted by guilt, Cartier returns to Europe, where he is invited to dinner by his former psychiatrist, Doctor Herzog.

At Herzog's home, Cartier meets Darton, a wealthy but disturbed guest, and Herzog's wife. ​ During the dinner, Darton behaves inappropriately, leading to a chaotic scene. ​ Herzog, desperate for money due to bankruptcy, reveals his collection of suicide notes and proposes a wager: if Cartier can identify the one note written by someone still alive, Herzog will give him his house; if not, Cartier must provide Herzog with five million to purchase a rare addition to his collection...

I've left it unfinished, so you can all go out and buy the damn thing and find out how it ends, but suffice to say, the text reproduced above is a pithy summation of 10,000 words.

Or, there's this: "Jesus of Biggleswade", set for publication at the end of the month by Eldritch Cat Press, with the ending similarly redacted. If I told you it's on the money, doesn't it just make you want to go out and buy it?


This document presents a fictional narrative titled "Jesus of Biggleswade" by Robert Bagnall, blending elements of horror and dark humor as characters confront a zombie apocalypse.

Zombie Apocalypse in Biggleswade

    • The story opens with Alison, who is in a panic as reanimated skeletons emerge from a cemetery during a sunny spring day.
    • Chaos ensues in the town as people react to the undead, with some fighting back using improvised weapons.
    • Alison encounters a butcher who is also battling the skeletons, and they share a moment of dark humor amidst the horror.
    • The butcher reveals that the market square is a plague pit, explaining the origin of the undead.
    • Alison reflects on her past as a barrister, hinting at her role in the events leading to the apocalypse.

Alison's Legal Career and McNair's Case

    • Two days prior, Alison discusses a case involving McNair, who claims to suffer from a rare medical condition that causes him to appear drunk without consuming alcohol.
    • She explains "endogenous ethanol fermentation" to McNair, suggesting it could be a defense against his employer's misconduct charges.
    • McNair's character is depicted as somewhat comical and oblivious, contrasting with Alison's serious demeanor.

The Revelation of McNair's Identity

    • McNair requests a meeting outside the office, leading to a surreal conversation by a river where he begins to preach about a deal with the Devil...

Or, my drabble about ninjas, entitled "      " (it's called "Ninjas", but you can't see proper ninjas - see what I did there?) soon to appear in Big Smoke Pulp vol 2:

The document appears to be a dialogue-driven narrative involving a discussion about ninjas, leading to a sudden and dramatic turn of events with a medical emergency.

Okay... yes, the essential elements are there, but I think there's a level of subtlety missing. I may have found AI's limit...

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Meet a man mistaken for a robot, a robot which learns the meaning of irony the hard way, a Frankenstein’s monster with a future in tailoring, a talking cat, a talking car, several time travellers, and a host of other characters.

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).



 

Monday, 6 October 2025

Dr. Herzog's Collection

Something in the region of 165 million books have been published since our ancestors descended from the trees and created democracy, Sudoku, and tax loopholes. And I know what you're thinking, and I absolutely agree with you: that simply isn't enough.

So, it is with great pride, mitigated by just enough humility to remain grounded, that I announce the publication of "Dr. Herzog's Collection" by Graveside Press.

Why does the world need my retro-futurist psychological horror novella? Well, unlike the vast majority of the around-three-million books that appear each year, this one's an L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future finalist. So it must be good.

But exactly how good? Find out for the price of a coffee - less if you're reading off a screen. Click on the image to find retailers.


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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Meet a man mistaken for a robot, a robot which learns the meaning of irony the hard way, a Frankenstein’s monster with a future in tailoring, a talking cat, a talking car, several time travellers, and a host of other characters.

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Thursday, 25 September 2025

One step forward, one step back

If you've ever had to knock on a lot of doors - maybe you're a postie, or, like me, have done a stint or two of political canvassing - you'll be familiar with video doorbells, like Ring. Actually, it'll probably be Ring, and it's slightly off-key, trying-too-hard-to-be-cheery chime.

You may also have noticed how many internet-linked smart doorbells have become dumb to the point of dead, lacking even the functionality of a knocker unless torn from the wall and banged against the door. With Ring, I assume the on-going subscription costs - we're all too strapped for cash these days - are driving people away, although I see a lack of love for the product, too. 

I'm not here to discuss Ring's financial well-being - there's plenty written about that already - nor Ring in particular. We've recently stripped out our Vuebell, a cheap, subscription-free Ring-imitation that never worked brilliantly - it would chime several minutes after the caller had given up, but at least captured a photo of who we'd missed - when our upgraded internet hub proved incompatible. My point is a more general one about technological advances - and regressions.

Because technological advances are like the tide coming in - there's an overall move forward, but moment to moment, waves still wash back and forth. Subscriptions seem to be one of the drivers for a half-step backwards. I don't recall ever having to pay a hire charge for a stereo or camera or other piece of hardware I bought, other than in the sense of renewing the batteries every so often

Software used to be a product, and you relied on Microsoft to recoup their fixed costs by pricing it appropriately. But now I have to subscribe to Office, the assumption being that in two years time I'll somehow hate the version of Word or Excel that perfectly meets my needs now. Presumably their desire to tweak outweighs our real desire to buy their improved versions. You can stop now, Gates. Oh no, you can't...

And don't get me started on my printer. I've recently discovered that if I cancel my printer cartridge subscription, my printer will stop working. I kid you not. There's a similar business model with electric vehicles, requiring you to pay extra to progressively unlock software - not add software, note; unlock functionality the car already has. As one Redditer (is that a noun? it is now) so aptly puts it, "Charging extra to "unlock" it later is just ransoming parts of your own vehicle back to you".

We'll get over this moment in history. The tide will keep moving forward but, at this precise moment, I can't help feeling we're surfing a technological wave receding backwards.

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Meet a man mistaken for a robot, a robot which learns the meaning of irony the hard way, a Frankenstein’s monster with a future in tailoring, a talking cat, a talking car, several time travellers, and a host of other characters.

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Monday, 1 September 2025

Centuries up for batsman and bowler...

Clearly I'm a big fan of metaphors that'll be lost on those from the colonies, or at least those that had an issue with taxation without representation... Only kidding, you guys across the Pond. I know you understand and appreciate satire. From here, we can only assume most of what your leadership is up to is performance art...

For those for whom baseball is the bat-and-ball game of choice, in cricket a batsman scoring a hundred runs is known as 'a century' and is regarded as a 'good thing'. A bowler conceding a hundred runs is not really known as anything at all, but is thought of, if it is thought of at all, as a 'bad thing'. Please take any discussions of declaration bowling offline, thank you.

My personal bowling century was brought up by my one hundredth rejection from Clarkesworld. Yes, one hundred. Go, me! I'd like to pretend I've got close to pitching something through Neil C's transom but, looking at my figures on the Grinder, the longest he's taken to laughing me back into the street was eight days. I've had near misses from most of the big beasts of short speculative fiction, but not Clarkesworld. I keep trying.

Meanwhile, my batting century is that, in an idle moment I thought I would see how many stories I've placed (my boilerplate cover letter had a vague "ninety-odd"), and found, with my appearance in last month's Utopia, that I was up to one hundred. As a picture of me raising... what? a laptop? would look silly, here's somebody far, far better at cricket than me showing how it's done in the traditional manner.


Actually, I thought I was up to one hundred and one, but "The Other Brother Grimm", my fantasy about the bungling youngest Grimm brother lost to history, which had been destined for Mystery and Horror LLC's Strangely Funny series, has just been released back to me with the series on hiatus.

This isn't in itself newsworthy - publishers and publications come and go - but I would like to shout chapeau! to Sarah Glenn and Gwen Mayo, who collectively make up Mystery and Horror LLC, who, in returning previously held stories, have paid their authors as per contracts. Given the press's hiatus is despite their best efforts, standing by their contracts is a decent and honourable thing, which they could easily have dodged (what was I going to do? sue through the American courts for the price of a couple of pints?). 

It's also in stark contrast to, say, the actions of Carrie Cuinn (and, lest we forget, I'm not the only one who's had a gripe about her unprofessionalism) or Roxie Voorhees. How I wish I'd said what I really thought in that post...

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Meet a man mistaken for a robot, a robot which learns the meaning of irony the hard way, a Frankenstein’s monster with a future in tailoring, a talking cat, a talking car, several time travellers, and a host of other characters.

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Thursday, 7 August 2025

It hasn't got my name on it...

 


But I'm in it... Out now, $4.99 (ebook) or $16.99 (paperback), buy it here!

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Wednesday, 6 August 2025

It's got my name on it...


Out now, $8.98, buy it here!

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Friday, 25 July 2025

If you're in Utah this autumn...

 

Two books, and I'm in both of them!

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).

Monday, 21 July 2025

Strike two!

I recently mused on how I seem to have come out of alignment with the decision-makers at the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future competition after my 9,000-word ghosts-on-a-spaceship story (oh, how Cosmic Roots and Eldritch Shores really, really hated that concept) got a 'D- see me' scribbled in the corner by teacher. And I used to count on at least a couple of silver honorables (sic) each year.

I followed that up with a 13,000-word crossing of the timelines story set in both the 1920s and 2030s, about inadvertently, indirectly killing Hitler and letting out a horror even worse. It was originally, pre a heavy rewrite, the first and third parts of a triptych, the middle of which was published as a standalone in Ossury Press's 'Under the Stairs' a couple of years ago. It got the same treatment.

Well, my ability to submit to WotF may soon be no more as Utopia SF have taken my near future dragons versus robots story The Black Dragon, to be published in their August issue. And, unlike the vast, vast majority of my publishing credits, this one counts against my eligibility for WotF. So, after Sunrunner's appearance in Third Flatiron's 'After the Goldrush' was my first, this is my second strike. I'm allowed a third, but after that the scientologists regard me as a professional. At this rate it should happen in, oh, about fifteen years. Perhaps Tom Cruise will return my calls then?


And can I say a big 'chapeau' to Utopia for an unusually frictionless editorial and contractual process - within fourteen hours of seeing the acceptance email and responding, all the blue pencilled i's were dotted and rights and responsibilities t's were crossed. I can't be bothered to look back a past posts detailing polar opposite experiences, but I'll let you dig through the archive and find them. Let's just say they're there.

Whilst we're talking about the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future competition, the story which got me to the finals back in 2017, Doctor Herzog's Collection, is due to be published soon by Graveside Press in their Tiny Terrors strand. And, frankly, when I went back to the manuscript, it was so baggy I'm amazed teacher didn't scribble 'D- see me' in the corner. I'm a better writer now, and have tightened it until it'll confess to anything. I'll let you know how to see for yourself when it flies the nest. How it got to be a finalist in the state it was in is a mystery...

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My Thoughts are with You. Your Thoughts are with the Authorities for Calibration Against Societal Norms

Award-nominated science fiction and slipstream author Robert Bagnall’s second anthology of twenty-four stories, variously bleak, funny, bleakly funny or – very occasionally – optimistic.


  

2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth

2084. The world remains at war.

In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.

The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.

Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.

Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.

24 0s & a 2

Twenty-four slipstream stories.  Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
“Brilliant stories, well written!” (five stars, Amazon).