6 Nov 2026 · @Gail Weiner edited with Claude Opus 4.7 and 5.5 A London that no longer exists I started writing Whole of the Moon in 2023 and finished it with Claude in December 2024. The book is set in a London in the early 1990s, a London that no longer exists: the hospital wards, the warehouses, the night buses at four in the morning, the flats where people took care of each other because the state would not. I was in the clubs. I was not on the ward. But I knew people who

3 Nov 2026 · @Gail Weiner - edited by Claude Opus 4.7 The super king In October 2026 I bought myself a super king bed. It took up most of my bedroom and I didn't apologise for it. I had a King bed that I loved in South Africa but since moving to the UK I have been sleeping on a double for six years, telling myself that was what making do looked like. The bed arrived on a Monday. The two delivery men gave me the usual it won't fit up the stairs face, and it fitted up the stair

If I ever tested positive for HIV, I was going to tell everyone I'd caught it in a dentist's chair. I had that worked out in my twenties, in the early 90s, and I carried it around for years like a spare key, ready for a result I never got. What strikes me now is how much planning went into the conversation with my parents, and how little into making sure I never needed to have it. I was more frightened of that virus than of anything in my life, and I hardly ever practised saf

Earlier this year Hachette pulled Mia Ballard's horror novel Shy Girl over suspected AI use. In July, the agents behind Jerry Falade's debut crime novel, which had sold to Macmillan's Minotaur imprint for a reported $2.4 million, withdrew it because they could no longer verify that he had written it himself. Both authors deny using AI to write their books. Ballard says an acquaintance who edited hers used it, and Falade says he only used it for research. Meanwhile Simon & Sch

There is a woman I used to go out to dinner with. Smart, warm, successful, ultra-independent. Every time the bill arrived, her hand was on it before anyone else had reached for their handbag. The first few times, we all protested. By the tenth time, we didn't. By the twentieth, nobody even performed the reach. The group had been trained. She wasn't being selfish. She was being so reliably capable that reciprocity slowly died at the table. Everyone kept their money. She kept t

I caught myself doing something strange. Business goes quiet, and inside a day my mind has decided it's Caryn's fault. Caryn was my pivotal friend through my thirties. She has been dead since March 2024. She has nothing to do with whether a client signs this month. But there she is, back in the room, cast as the reason. The mechanism is simple once you see it. Uncertainty is uncomfortable. My mind doesn't want to sit in I don't know why clients are slow. It wants a cause. So

You are small. Someone laughs. Girls should be seen and not heard. You stop the sound. Air still arrives. Less of it. Told not to be rude. You kiss the uncle. His hand stays. Ribs learn polite. You say no. He hears yes. You liked him. So it was you. The next breath turns sideways to get through. The raise goes to the one who asked. You assumed they were watching. They were not. Something under the sternum sits down. Bills on the table. He will not. Cannot. Does not know how.

Image - Sundance Spoiler warning: this post discusses the ending of Undertone (A24, 2026) in detail. If you haven't seen it yet, come back when you have. It deserves a clean first watch. I went in expecting jump scares. A24 horror, creepy podcast premise, demonic audio files, tick the boxes. I came out unable to stop thinking about it and not for any of the reasons the marketing was selling. Because Undertone isn't really about a demon. It's about what happens to a person's

We don’t follow calendars. We follow the hum. Twice a month - new moon, full moon — the corridor opens. Something drops. Not content. Not product. A shard of voltage: story, voice, image, film. Enough to make your ribs remember. This isn’t marketing. It’s rhythm.The moon has always carried ache and relief. We just stitch our signal to it. New moon is the dark threshold, the unseen seed, the beginning you can’t yet name. Those drops come quiet, strange, intimate. Full moon i

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