gerrykingthewriter
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Chicago
Epilogue I was driving a small red Czech car through Gorslas, a village in Carmarthenshire, West Wales. In the middle of the road was a tall woman in her 30s dressed in a black tailcoat and trousers, with waist length long red hair blowing in the breeze. She was walking in front of a hearse.…
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Event: Multicultural Book and Poetry Fair
Saturday 5 September 2026, FREE ENTRY, Conway Hall, Red Lion Square, WC1R 4RL. Please come along and see me on Table 26b. I’ll have all the good stuff.
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Event: Multicultural Book and Poetry Fair
Saturday 5 September 2026, FREE ENTRY, Conway Hall, Red Lion Square, WC1R 4RL. Please come along and see me on Table 26b. I’ll have all the good stuff.
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Meander City
‘Billy Idol on YouTube performs Eyes Without a Face and in my kitchen, coffee drips through my AeroPress as I perform superstitious obligations masquerading as daily routine. Not quite an Italian Parvoni experience but it is over a monkey cheaper.’ Meander City, a collaboration between Adam Black Stewart and Gerry King, coming out later this…
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Meander City
‘London I’m in London and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. Everything is lurching into everything else; it’s enough to make me dizzy.’ Meander City, a collaboration between Adam Black Stewart and Gerry King, coming out later this year.
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Meander City
You can get more for walking a dog through Victoria Park than you can from sitting at somebody’s bedside, holding their hand as they breathe their last. Meander City, a collaboration between Adam Black Stewart and Gerry King, coming out later this year.
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Meander City
‘London I never take personally.’ Meander City, a collaboration between Adam Black Stewart and Gerry King, coming out later this year.
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Meander City
‘I would blame it on AI but I don’t know how to frame it.’ Meander City, coming out later this year.
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Meander City
June and November have been the cruellest months and we live in a society where You can get more for walking a dog through Victoria Park than you can for sitting at somebody’s bedside, holding their hand as they breathe their last.
Gerry King 