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This Saturday only, why not download a free copy of End of a Girl, the first book in the Folio 55 series. Enjoy the beginnings of an epic adventure with three Cumbrian girls desperate to escape the backwater Lake District town of Egremont. Told by a narrator ten years in the future, as humanity teeters on the brink of an undefined apocalypse, walk hand in hand with Molly, Beth, and Hannah as their lives tell the story of the one called “Our Lady”.

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My Week of Editing

An extract from the editing this week,  from Folio 55: 4659, currently at 76% complete

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Simply put, the house was a smoking ruin. Thick black trails criss crossed the walls, their riven stains deeply incised into the stumbling, clicking glyphs as the single units staggered  and stuttered across the bisected surface in a confused articulation. If such creatures were fact, one could have been forgiven for thinking that an insatiate dragon had descended to abate its terrible gluttony upon the mind within.

Most disturbing of all, the door to the house lay open wide, torn from its task; the bulk of it hanging in perilous disregard from a single twisted hinge. A rampaging violation of the most precious, most personal kind had beset this place and my deepest, most primordial sense of being a female cringed at the nauseating simile laid out for all to see.

“No!” I had shared-screamed-pleaded with Hannah, breaking from my stupor; suddenly aware of her intended movement towards the gaping wound: wrong on so many levels. We should not, could not further the crime already committed; accomplices to the defilement so egregiously perpetrated. I made to resist the advance.

“Our friend-lover-sibling is lost-abandoned-broken,” she had returned, matter of fact. “To be one with all requires offering-giving-becoming about all that sings of us.” Followed by an outrageous bolt of utmost sense. “And to go beyond-within-through the walls for you chained-imprisoned-reduced monkey creatures feeds the function of your ultimate rebirth.”

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If you have enjoyed this excerpt then start the journey at the beginning, with End of a Girl, book 1 in the Folio 55 series. Click here to buy it on Amazon.

My Week of Editing

An extract from the editing this week,  from Folio 55: 4659, currently at 75% complete (Off to Berlin for a few days so may be slowing down a tad!)

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“The issue is not a debate about the efficacy of past decisions,” a Black and Red broadside, “but rather about reining in the Imps in order to fulfill our mission.”

“And that worked so well in the past!” A swift rebuttal from Quinque. “The last time your methods were unleashed,  Tres, we found ourselves falling back hundreds of years.”

“The Inquisition, of itself, was not a mistake,” Orange and Red contribution. “Rather we underestimated the desire of the Imps to inflict such torture upon each other in the name of petty squabbles.”

“Hardly a secret,” Yellow and Purple. “Humanity has been such a creature since the Betrayal…”

“And our sacred mission is to undo that Betrayal, to remove the taint of its bitterest kiss from the souls of all men.” Black and Blue expanding, calling attention to itself. “We have, each of us, as a holy Brotherhood, stood before the Vas Dei (Vessel of God); we have all heard the voice of our Lord.  We have all suffered failure in our answering of his question: are we yet worthy?”

“We all know our mission, thank you Brother,” Quinque; an Orange and Purple swell building, flowing out to hold back the Blue and Black, “and we all know our responsibilities as a Brotherhood, to act together in order to prosecute our most holy of missions.”

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If you have enjoyed this excerpt then start the journey at the beginning, with End of a Girl, book 1 in the Folio 55 series. Click here to buy it on Amazon.

My Week of Editing

An extract from the editing this week,  from Folio 55: 4659, currently at 74% complete (Hurrah for the Summer Holidays!)

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Almost rude, the Colonel pushes past me, grabbing hold of the rail above the door and leaning out into the darkness. I move to stand behind, looking past the obscuring figure and out into the night.

“They could still be affecting our systems: maybe in our helmets. Set off the spiders and let’s see what they hit.”

I load four into the tubes, configure the orders – two down the undamaged side, one the damaged, one the rear – target, and then fire.

Four streams show a mad rush and then announce contact.

“Weapons fire!” From the co-pilot. Coinciding with one feed dropping; then a second.

“Two holes in the roof. Large bore weapon!” Obviously fired a third time, through the far side as only one stream remains. Last image rushing across the roof and down the back door; then a bright flash and nothing.

“Well they know we’re here.”

“… and we know they’re real. Finally!”

“Two klicks to the main road.”

“We are running out of time and options,” I say. “We can get in front of them and fire a low yield beam into the engine; bring them to a halt and then engage with the unit.”

“Too risky.”

This is ridiculous. What are we: a military outfit or a social service?

“Six C: get in close and above.”

“Yes sir.”

“If we lower the yield, shape the output, fire along the …”

But the Colonel isn’t listening to me anymore because the Colonel isn’t there anymore. I step up to the door and look down four metres to see an UTRUL figure forming the figure of a diagonal cross on top of the van. Now that takes some balls!

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If you have enjoyed this excerpt then start the journey at the beginning, with End of a Girl, book 1 in the Folio 55 series. Click here to buy it on Amazon.

My Week of Editing

An extract from the editing this week,  from Folio 55: 4659, currently at 70% complete (Hurrah for the Summer Holidays!)

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Jumping in quick succession across two children and another whore until, by chance, a second adolescent male happened to be walking by. Seating myself on, and then entering his vultus, I was able to pass down what seemed to be a main passageway amongst the cubicles. The seat seemed to be popular, for several people walking past smiled at him and gave me his name in greeting, a certain “Skal”.

Thoughts bubbling through his fluvius seemed to be a mixture of anger and determination, centred around the recurring image of a witch that I recognised instantly as one of the three who had escaped our efforts at the Utrul base. Loathing and frustration arising from a very recent meeting with the Sinclair harlot were distinct; various scenarios for acting upon those feelings were being considered, most displaying a wilful degree of inventiveness.

Of added interest his machinations called up further memories: of a short, dumpy slut; permanently miserable, constantly moaning; falling out with her best friends, in particular the Maledicta (possessed) Peterson; dismissive of those about her and seemingly desperate to abandon the spawning ground in favour of a return to her original home in the North of England. I filed the information away for possible future use.

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If you have enjoyed this excerpt then start the journey at the beginning, with End of a Girl, book 1 in the Folio 55 series. Click here to buy it on Amazon.

Free ebook Giveaway

The holidays are finally upon us! Instead of hiding inside playing Fortnite for six weeks, consider a more fantastic experience!

This Saturday only, July 21st , why not download a free copy of End of a Girl, the first book in the Folio 55 series. Enjoy the beginnings of an epic adventure with three Cumbrian girls desperate to escape the backwater Lake District town of Egremont. Told by a narrator ten years in the future, as humanity teeters on the brink of an undefined apocalypse, walk hand in hand with Molly, Beth, and Hannah as their lives tell the story of the one called “Our Lady”.

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Click here to download your free kindle ebook and start the journey!

My Week of Editing

An extract from the editing this week,  from Folio 55: 4659, currently at 67% complete.

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“Hi,” I smiled, looking into a pasty white face surrounded by a tumble of scrunched blonde rope. She must have abandoned her disguise whilst I’d been looking out of the window; I wondered if anyone else on the bus has witnessed her transformation.  “That’s a pretty neat trick.” Even in such proximity, even with our opposing hair and different faces screaming different peas, different pods, I could still feel the link, a kinship, a familiarity from I had no clue where.

“People see what they want to see,” she replied, cocky voice, her blue eyes weighing me up. I could almost see the calculations going on in her head. Who was this person? How did she fit in with Hannah? What did she think of me? Then a change, almost a shudder, passed through her being; she looked confused.

“Have we met before?” she asked, almost tasting the air between us. “You seem …”

“… familiar?” I offered, triggering an unconscious nod.

“Yeah,” she replied softly, unsurely. It made me warm to her: both of us at a loss.

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If you have enjoyed this excerpt then start the journey at the beginning, with End of a Girl, book 1 in the Folio 55 series. Click here to buy it on Amazon.