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hannah davey

About Me


I'm Hannah Davey and I make mythic contemporary fables out of words - short stories and longer ones, please read the extracts on my blog and comment on them (feedback is most welcome and valuable).

I prefer speculative fiction (that is science fiction without the spaceships), horror, fantasy (not ss), other worlds and alternate realities.

"Ethereal, horrific, and fantastic at the same time, Davey’s tale is a peak of this issue." (Michele Lee @ The Fix) Read BERNADETTE AND THE SIRENS in the fantastic MURKY DEPTHS magazine (check my top friends)

COMING SOON: AN INTERVIEW WITH A MRS. RIVERS, in classic-style weird tale fiction mag, THE WILLOWS (check my top friends)

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My Blog

"Davey’s tale is a peak of this issue" review from Michele Lee

"Postapocalyptic and baring the darker side of humanity, "Bernadette and the Sirens" by Hannah Davey is about girls who dance in the pain-filled storm hovering on the edge of town as a tribute to the ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 20:32:00 GMT

extract from The Discount Coffin Shop

Dorlan and I, we never got to that squabbling stage the others did. Never felt the animosity that you had to, to get the rage that meant you'd siblicide your sentence finishing, face mirroring, double...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 11:42:00 GMT

extract from The Forever Changeling (short story)

(a short work in progress)     Tove Stoppe cupped the tender, blushing young crab in her palms. He was a tasty looking morsel. The crab scuttled a little on the spot, snapped a pin...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 01:34:00 GMT

extract from Underneath the Rhododendrons (short story)

(a short work in progress)     Eiffel squatted underneath the rhododendrons clutching a small, smooth, whittled twist of wood that hung around her scrawny neck by a string of worn ...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 01:31:00 GMT

extract from the novel, from near the beginning

  Norah looked at the stripe edge ticket in her hand  thick smooth, curved-corner credit card sized ticket told her that her carriage was at the very front, so there was plenty of time for ...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 18:05:00 GMT

WHAT IS THE POINT? (...of writing a novel when ya could be writing about climate change)

From city to country, a writer's diary by Hannah Davey, Weeks 4-8."So, after some dramatic days of what is the point? I remembered that my novel does actually have a pretty strong message; and some of...
Posted by on Wed, 09 May 2007 01:20:00 GMT

Moving from the epitome of urbanity to an eco-centre in rural Wales - my new diary column!

'Over the next six months we'll be following writer Hannah Davey's experience of living and working at the Centre for Alternative Technology. "When it rains it sounds different: not just rain falling ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 11:48:00 GMT

How far do you go?

Hannah Davey takes a look at writing sex scenes I have delicately sidestepped sex scenes so many times in my work that my literary footwork has become not dissimilar to an intricate folk dance. Whe...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 19:35:00 GMT

NEW extract from novel... around the middl-ish

19  Outside .. --> --> --> --> --> I don't trust North London. It has all the grime and street crime of the east, but without its familiarity. I don't know the faces, or the places to avoid, and n...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 23:42:00 GMT

An extract from the beginning of my novel, PART ONE: Steerpike's Rest

**NB - this is an early draft** Norah Fleex stood at the end of the bar, shifting her weight on the rubber floor matting. Testing its resistance. Plotting out the events of the night in front of her, ...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 02:20:00 GMT