Peter Steward's Web Site
Peter's Novels and Writings
Over the years I have made a number of abortive attempts at writing a novel but have always run out of energy and felt very frustrated. Now the web has given me the chance to try some of them out again.
My writings vary between the
serious and the amusing (or hopefully amusing). So I will be building up
this page in the months ahead. Click on the appropriate areas below to
read some of my ramblings. If you hit this page deliberately or by
accident do e-mail by clicking
here and tell me what you
think of it and whether it is worth continuing with. I do hope somebody,
somewhere enjoys these pages.
This story is virtually complete and runs to 75,000 word. At the present time it has no title. It revolves around a weekly newspaper office in the early 1970s with a series of light-hearted incidents and a rather unsettling end. Much of it is based on my own experiences as a young reporter in Lowestoft although the characters are imaginary and the ending is certainly a work of pure fiction.
This is an unfinished novel about a small village football club where some unexpected things happen. When completed it will be a light-hearted look at the game of football and power struggles within small clubs.
A light-hearted look with a number of essays written in an amusing (hopefully) style on a number of subjects.
Just one of the many novels I have started over the years and then abandoned. My aim is to re-visit them and finish them by turning them into either a full novel or short stories (that's if I can remember what the original plot was.
This one is a short story that I submitted as a script for Anglia Television's Tales of the Unexpected series many years ago. It wasn't accepted and when you read it you will probably realise why.
Other scraps of writing that somebody, somewhere might find interesting.
Another start to a novel that I came across recently. It starts with the death of a woman in a car accident when she is knocked down whilst crossing the road. But is there more to the death than at first meets the eye? I have no idea where this story will go. It could be a psychological drama or a crime novel or a domestic story or even science fiction in the style of Stephen King. Sometimes you just have to start writing and see where the story leads you.
Runs to just two pages and no idea what the plot was or is and how it was meant to continue. I suppose one day I could construct something around this opening.
unfinished story - this time about the belief in Santa Claus.