This is the final call for submissions to our Winter competition! All entries must be in by midnight Greenwich Mean Time on this coming Monday, January the sixth. So if you’ve registered but haven’t submitted your story yet, get writing , and if you haven’t registered, sign up via Paypal below! Rules: The theme of the competition is loosely based around ‘Winter,’ but feel free to incorporate the theme as much or as little as you’d like. This is...

Happy New Year to you all! It's been a year of substantial changes for ABC, ranging from a new website design to a host of outstanding new members, and we've come out of 2013 stronger and with more energy than ever before. We'll be continuing to build and promoting the website into the new year—but thanks are due to you all, because its you and your writing that makes ABCtales what it is! At the cusp of the new year we have a couple outstanding...

I’ve read this book before, like many books my head is full of cheap wood-glue and nothing really sticks. In terms of narrative structure it’s quite straight forward and has been overtaken by international events such as the kidnapping of Natascha Kampush, or the kidnapping of the Cleveden Trio. The latter, in particular, shows that foresight and planning aren’t really necessary and the hideaway doesn’t have to be a remote cellar. Commentors...

This programme should have been on The History Channel. It reminds us of a time when Manchester United and Arsenal were the powerhouses of The Premier League and mowing down teams to win doubles and trebles. The Invincible Arsenal team of 2003-4 were unbeaten over a league season, something I suspect will never be repeated. But their last trophy was an FA cup win in 2005. Manchester United were pipped at the post on the last seconds of the...

Kazuo Ishiguro (2005) Never Let Me Go . Ishiguro won the Booker Prize for The Remains of the Day which begins with Stevens at Darlington Hall fretting whether he should go on an expedition to the West Country in Mr Farraday’s Ford. It doesn’t seem to him quite proper, Stevens being a butler and, well, Farraday being less of a master that allows such things. The big question of what is a life for? is asked. The same question pops up in Never Let...

I hope everyone has passed a Merry Christmas. I've certainly been enjoying the fruits of the holiday season on ABC—in the past few weeks I've read some of the best Christmas writing I've ever come across, and in quantity. More than a few of this week's stories and poems I paused over, and I couldn't help but read a couple out over the fire on Christmas. There's just over a week left for submissions to our Winter competition. Entry is only £5...

Directed by Cary J Fukanaga with a screenplay by Moira Buffini this is an elegant adaptation of Chatlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre. It begins with Jane’s (Mia Wasikwaska) flight away from Thrornfield Hall across wide sky and desolate moors, which is more difficult than you imagine when respectable women of that era were expected to wear a whale-bone phone booth nipped at the waist until they couldn’t breath properly. It skates over Jane having to gnaw...

This is a memoir ghosted by Rom Broomby, with a dedication ‘To the memory of Ernie Lobert, and a man, I knew only as Hans’. The title of the book is misleading. Denis Avey did not break into Auschwitz. He was a British prisoner of war working as a slave labourer constructing a plant for IB Farben (now called Bayer IG Farben) in Auschwitz. In the camp hierarchy he was literally at the top of the food chain. His uniform kept him relatively warm...

Jan, the narrator, is aged eight in 1913 when this memoir begins. It takes the reader through the First World War and into the mass unemployment of the 1920s and finishes with his eventual marriage to a childhood sweetheart. It’s a slim volume and can be read in one sitting, as I did. In simple sentences it explains what it was like to part of the working poor and living through a period of social change. The book begins with a set-to and make-...

Happy Christmas, one and all. I'm home in Canada for the holidays - so apologies for the late update this week. The sun is just up and doing it's best to get through the snow out here on the West coast. It's frightful weather, but inside the fire is nearing delightful, though we may need to ladle on a bit more coal before we're ready to let it snow. We've nowhere else to go. So the thing to do is hole up in front of the Christmas tree and read!...