10 Authors who dealt with Rejection.

  You and I love to write. It’s a special gift and a privilege we have creating story’s, sometimes just for ourselves, for our families and friends. But we all reach the point when we believe in what we write and we want to see it published – and we’d also like to make moneyContinue reading “10 Authors who dealt with Rejection.”

The Pool on the Hill – Seize the Son going down.

They drifted sloppily down the River Thyme, passing plenty of trees in a scented breeze, but no fields of waving corn. There weren’t many girls with peroxide curls, trying their best to become fishmongers from the bounties of the river. Oh bounteous river, river full of fish! They sat with ankles and toes dipping inContinue reading “The Pool on the Hill – Seize the Son going down.”

Picture yourself (with a little man) in a boat on a river.

Hanny had made up her mind and taken leave of King Innocent. “Why are you leaving me girl?” asked the King. “Oh Majestic Majesty, King of Kings, Lord of the Dance, and Suzerain of Suspect Undies! I need to find myself! I need adventure beyond your nethermost sphincter! I seek a great Quest to beContinue reading “Picture yourself (with a little man) in a boat on a river.”

Reflections on words

I was going to start with ‘mirror’ but that is just a bad Physicists joke and I am a bad Physicist. When working through chapter 24 tonight and had to look up quite a few words. I love Google – I still remember sitting at home with an Oxford dictionary, a dictionary of etymology andContinue reading “Reflections on words”

The tale continues – I am back in Casablanca

 Chapter 23. Losing you.   When you’re on the road again you should have a code that you can live by. You can call it the Highway Code and make sure it is available from all good bookshops. When travelling on Uranus such a code would be totally useless, as the highways and byways and blokesContinue reading “The tale continues – I am back in Casablanca”

Chapter 7 -At the sign of the Slug and Rider.

The afternoon wore on and the Sun sank her heavy head toward the horizon. In a twirl of mysticism the Sun sang, and  she wants us all to know that she gets tired too and is glad of the night so she can rest. The quartet trudged south though still in high spirits. They wereContinue reading “Chapter 7 -At the sign of the Slug and Rider.”

Chapter 5 – Of Gold mines and magic undies.

The sextet could have formed a magical jazz band. Innocent would have to be the drummer what with being fat and lazy, with Greg on the double bass – his overlong arms and squat legs made him ideal to handle the instrument, while his ugly face would look cool if adorned with shades. Peter wouldContinue reading “Chapter 5 – Of Gold mines and magic undies.”

Chapter 4 – Bearing Our Souls.

It was now a delight to be in the presence of the newly perfumed King, in the Great Hall with its Great Walls and Great Columns and Great Roof and Great Gargoyles. Add to that the  of the three most gorgeous babes they had ever seen, the stars of this epic tale were finally ready toContinue reading “Chapter 4 – Bearing Our Souls.”

Chapter 2 – Desperately seeking Innocent.

It was a relatively short, though oppressive walk to the City of Setebos. The woodland clung to their breath as they toddled along in search of forgiveness and a potential cure. The sky looked down gravely on the heroes, overcasting doubt on the success of their mission. The Sun beamed her glorious smile onto theContinue reading “Chapter 2 – Desperately seeking Innocent.”