EBOOK & PAPERBACKAVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER! EBOOK PUBLISHED 1st JUNE 2020 PAPERBACK PUBLISHED 1ST JULY 2020 With great thanks to contributing authors, artists, and designers, STORGY Books is proud to present You Are Not Alone; An Anthology of Hope and Isolation. Working in close partnership with UK charities The Big Issue Foundation (registered charity number 1049077), Centrepoint
PAPERBACK & EBOOK AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER NOW! PUBLISHED 1st AUGUST 2020 “This Ragged, Wastrel Thing is alive with colour, energy and vibrant language. Marcantonio possesses the rare ability of enticing the reader to turn the page, not only to discover what happens next, but to experience yet another visceral and original turn of phrase. A
PAPERBACK & EBOOK AVAILABLE NOW! PUBLISHED 1st AUGUST 2020 “ “I really enjoyed This Ragged, Wastrel Thing – a dystopian noir set in gloomy, booze-drenched streets crawling with scoundrels. Tomas Marcantonio’s writing is slick and intoxicating.” – Adrian J Walker –Author of The End Of The World Running Club This Ragged, Wastrel Thing is alive with
FLASH FICTION COMPETITION 2019 Thank you to everyone who entered the competition and made the judging process such an incredibly inspiring and rewarding experience. We are immensely grateful to all of you for submitting and continuing to support STORGY and all the authors we publish. Without further delay….we are proud to reveal the selected finalists
Our head of books has been rather busy this year and has had a remarkable turnover of reviews. Reading everything that has come his way, from the big publishers to many a independent press and so we feel he’s the guy to talk to you about his best books of 2018 – or the year
Independence Day. Remembering the day we cut those strings that Japan held us up with. Nobody knew then that without strings we’d just be a rotting, lifeless doll. Woodworm destroying the whole thing from the inside. Self-destruction like nothing the world’s ever seen. So here it is: raise your glasses everyone, clink them together and
Earth Hour, they’re calling it. Pathetic. They think an hour without electricity will save them from global warming and their guilty consciences. Wrong again. The nightly hour of darkness begins tonight, eleven sharp, and as usual I’ll be one step ahead of everyone else. I know exactly how it’s going to go down. The sheep
