Phil W. Bayles

Serious ideas from a silly man.

29 June, 2025

The Pen Is Mightier Than The Keyboard

Or: How I Learned It’s Disturbingly Easy To Hack My Brain.
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Writing

fountain pen, longhand, novel writing, pen and ink, Writing
24 June, 2025

You Can Take The Boy Out Of France, But You Can’t Take France Out Of The Boy

Or: How I Learned That Writing Is Not As Lonely As I Thought
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Random Musings, Writing

France, Nantes, workshop, Writing
7 June, 2025

The Ones Who Walk Away From Lumière

Or: How I Learned That I Would Happily Live in Omelas
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Video Games

clair obscur expedition 33, omelas, spoilers, ursula k leguin, Video Games
3 June, 2025

John Scalzi’s New Novel Is The Best Kind of Cheesy

Or: How I Learned The Power of A Good Pop Song.
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Reading

books, John Scalzi, Reading, sci-fi, when the moon hits your eye
29 May, 2025

A Best Man Speech for the Best Man I Know

Or: How I Learned My Brother Has Amazing Comedic Timing.
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Writing

best man, family, speech, wedding, Writing
20 May, 2025

A Chat With Gregory P. Thompson

A Piece of Flash Fiction About Bad Artists.
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Uncategorized

AI, bad art, Chat-GPT, fiction, flash fiction, short story, Writing
9 May, 2025

I’m Giving Up Butter.

(The Japanese Novel, Not The Dairy Product.)
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Reading

Asako Yuzuki, butter, novel, Reading
6 May, 2025

My New Favourite Genre of Video Game

Or: How I Learned I Might Be A Masochist.
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Video Games

Blue Prince, fez, metroidbrania, outer wilds, puzzle, Return of the Obra Dinn, Video Games
5 May, 2025

A Quick Announcement…

Good news, everyone!
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Writing

competition, New2thescene, Writing
3 May, 2025

I Am The Master Of My Web Domain.

Or: How I Learned WordPress Has Changed A Lot.
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Uncategorized

blogging, Writing

About The author

Phil W. Bayles has lived in Paris and London, where he’s written everything from movie reviews to mattress adverts. These days he lives in Derbyshire with his wife, his daughter and his cat. He writes very silly stories about very serious ideas, with the occasional poem to mix things up.

But what does the W stand for?