An as-yet untitled collection of short stories imagining different possibilities of the afterlife.
The collection was inspired by a simple question that used to occur to me while walking or waiting for a train: if there were an afterlife, what would you want it to be like? A few good answers sprang to mind, but the longer I thought about any of them, the more likely it was that I decided they wouldn’t be so pleasant after all. Certainly not for eternity.
A careful avoidance of batter and tobacco meant that Matthew Henderson lived twenty-six years longer the second time around.