The Wannabes by F.R. Jameson

Looking back at THE WANNABES, ten years or so after I wrote it, I find - with a baffled smile - that I’m not quite sure where it came from. Whereas for my other novel, HELL’S SECRETS, I can remember the exact moment when I started to type down the story, for THE WANNABES it’s…

Foliage by F.R. Jameson

  I can probably pinpoint exactly where in my psyche FOLIAGE comes from. It's me poking away at the emotional scars caused by seeing bits of the BBC's adaptation of THE DAY OF THE TRIFFIDS in 1981. It wasn't from reading the book. I didn't read the book until much later. To be honest, since…