Up Close and Personal with …. David Melville Edwards

with LG Surgeson &
Clara Euphemista Cropper &
Bread and Butter Pudding with Custard The Goblin
aka as ‘The Amazing Bazooka Sisters’ .
Note: all answers are the unedited responses of the author. This interview contains language which may offend the faint of heart – feel free not to read it.

Give us your name & any known aliases

David Melville Edwards, DME headshot
Fred Wildebeest (my first hotmail address).

Summarise your bio in no more than 100 characters

Mongrel British Computer Man and Author with 4 children, 2 grand children, still on first wife.

Tell us about your current work

The Spirit of the Age’ , a satirical metaphysical contemporary fantasy, is currently available on the Kindle, or as hard copy by arrangement with its publisher or author.

Have you got anything else out at the moment?

No.

We know you’re a writer, what else do you do?

I write software and test and troubleshoot computer systems with large numbers (thousands to millions) of users.

Who’s your writing hero and why?

Terry Pratchett. He was very productive, often very funny, always humane, and published hardly any duds. He will be sadly missed.

[A man after my own heart – this is almost exactly my answer to this question… RIP Sir TP x – LG]

If you could have been the author of any book in history which one do you wish you’d written and why?

Definitely ‘The Bible’. Just think of all those royalties!

Tell us about your writing rituals – do you write in your Pjs, in your garden, in the pub or in the altogether?

I write where I work at my day job; reclining on a lounger with a laptop on my lap. Dog gnawing my arm optional.

When it comes to language do you have a pet hate?

Overdone ‘Elegant Variation’, e.g. said/spoke/intoned/muttered/uttered …

What’s your favourite word/or words and why?

Fuck’. It’s so flexible and expressive, saves thinking time, and mostly conjures up happy memories. Unfortunately taboo limits its literary outings.

What’s your favourite book and why?

Mikhail Bulgakov’s ‘The Master and Margarita’. I first read it at the height of the Cold War, and I was struck by its depiction of a Russia that was neither a Workers’ Paradise nor the Evil Empire; just another place where people like me lived and worked. But its blend of the fantastical and the mundane with drama, humour and philosophising has stayed with me and inspired my own efforts.

When did you first realise you had a story to tell?

I’ve loved reading ever since I was able to do so, and I’d always wanted to write. I get bored if I’m not ‘doing things’. I started writing a novel soon after I finished University, but felt that my life experience was too limited to make it interesting. However, all my working life I have had to write reports on what I do. The subject matter is often rather dry, so I would amuse myself livening it up with inappropriate shifts of register. These would sometimes get me into trouble. For example, when I suggested that only the most self-flagellistic Operations Manager would continue on the current path. Actually writing the novel crept up on me, but I found my software development skills transferable. One year after I started, there it was.

Do you ever get irritated with your own main characters?

No. I’m by nature tolerant and my plotting is character-driven, so my characters follow their natural instincts. I could no more be upset by the sun coming up in the morning when I feel like staying in bed.

What makes you feel like a real author?

Seeing the book on the Kindle, all 400 pages of it, sharing the device with Charles Dickens’s ‘Bleak House’!

What do your family think of your writing – be honest!

They are unremittingly hostile. “You spent a year writing a novel? Why haven’t you written a killer software app!”

If you were a superhero what would your name and power be, what colour would your costume be and if you had a sidekick what would their name be?

I have a super-power, or so I’m told; acid from my fingers eats through computer keyboards. When working at weekends on tricky assignments, I used to wear a Batman T-shirt, until my children grew big enough to pinch it. My ideal side-kick would be hardworking, brilliant enough to always exceed my expectations, self-effacing and cheap! So that would be “CheapSelfEffacingBrilliantPerson”.

What job did you want when you were 7 or 8 years old?

I wanted to be an archaeologist. The dream died when I realised that it wasn’t supposed to be about treasure hunting. Though I now hope to take up detectoring.

Would you prefer to be a literary great or a cult hero?

Definitely a Literary Great. Getting paid to spout bollocks on TV and Radio beats earning a living!

If you could spend one day as any literary character who would it be and why?

Any member of PG Wodehouse’s ‘Drones Club’. I’d be able to devote my time to anything that took my fancy whilst all my physical needs were taken care of. Not that I’m lazy or anything …

Now take a deep breath! I’m going to hand you over to Clara and Pudding, who are going to take it from here – brace yourself, they’re easily amused.

Are you posh or wot?

Only the REALLY posh wouldn’t consider me posh; son of a senior army officer, cut glass accent, friends in high places, hob-nobbing with Peers of the Realm at weddings, cousin a cabinet minister …

{wow – that really is posh…. maybe we shuda washed? ….. Shut up Clara….}

What’s the longest word you can spell wiv out checkin’?

Antidisestablishmentarianism

‘ave you ever been harrested?

I picked up a £5 fine for cycling without lights, back in an age when the Police had nothing better to do

What da’ya wan’ on ya grave-stone?

I never wanted to be late …”

‘ave you ever used a gazunda?

Does taking them off count?

What’s your favourite pie fillin’?

Bramley Apple

How do ya’ like it?

As a crumble, with real egg custard

Can ya sing and what songs do ya know?

Yes, I’m a Tenor in a choir. We’ll be doing Bach’s Christmas Oratorio on 16th December 2017 at Reading University Great Hall.
See
http://www.wokingham-choral-society.org.uk/ for more details!

{Bloody Nora Clara…. he is posh! … Shut up Pudding.}

What about folk dancin’ ‘ave you ever tried it and did you get injurered?

Yes. At University I joined a Folk Dancing club in a vain attempt to meet girls. I didn’t get injured, but neither did I get laid. I was useless!

‘Do you ‘ave a party piece & what is it?

Singing ‘Sixteen Tons’, the song made famous by Tennessee Ernie Ford, a capella.

Would you like some of these apples…. what aren’t stolen, honest?

As long as they’re Bramleys, Russets, Galas or Coxes.

Do you have a fab’lous hat? hatless DME

I have two; an Akubra, and a leather ‘Indiana Jones’-type effort from South Africa.

I’ve lost my Indiana Jones hat at this point …

What’d be worse one twelve foot mole, or twelve moles with only one foot?

The twelve one-footed moles; they wouldn’t even be able to function as Golden or Marsupial Moles 😦

If someone gives you an empty colander, what do you do wiv it?

Strain the flour for my white sauce through it.

What’s your plan in the case of a zombie apocalypse?

Hide in plain site. I doubt that the zombies would be able to tell that I wasn’t one of them.

The shameless plugs

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheSpiritNovels

Twitter: https://twitter.com/DavidCreativia

Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/David-Edwards/e/B01N6QCRG8

Creativia author page: http://www.creativia.org/david-melville-edwards.html

youtube channel: I don’t use it. But there is https://video.twimg.com/tweet_video/DLDWZAtWAAckVJH.mp4

Buy links: http://mybook.to/TheSpiritOfTheAge

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Up Close and Kind of Personal…with Mari Collier

with LG Surgeson &
Clara Euphemista Cropper & Bread and Butter Pudding with Custard The Goblin
aka as ‘The Amazing Bazooka Sisters’ .

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Marilyn J. Collier

Mari Collier

Summarise your bio in no more than 100 characters

I was born in Iowa, lived in Phoenix, Northwestern Washington, and now in a quirky, high desert town called Twentynine Palms. I’ve been a wife, mother, bookkeeper, collector, Super Advanced Agent for Nintendo of America, and now an author.

Tell us about your current work?

The Silver and The Green, Book 2 Chronicles of Tonath was just published. It’s a tale of the planet Tonath and its culture which makes it a work of science fiction. Three people struggle to find their Pathway in a wild province of their world.  One is a Seeker of knowledge and old legends. One seeks the family wealth, and one seeks a way to ease the sufferings she has seen. One will become the new Teacher for all of Tonath, one will begin her dream of rescuing the older, destitute women on the planet, and one will give his life to save the others. In the course of their journey, there are fights, wars, raids, and a fight for survival in a wild land. Grant Vidal the leader of the Green Marauders will interfere with their plans.

Have you got anything else out at the moment?

There are seven other novels. One is Book 1 of the Chronicles of Tonath and the other are Books 1 through 6 of the Chronicles of the Maca. All are #scifi, adventure, and a family saga of aliens and Earth beings which means love, romance, and sex are not slighted either. There are four anthologies of Twisted Tales written by someone who looks at the world at a different angle.

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We know you’re a writer, what else do you do?

I’m always a glutton for punishment and a history buff so I volunteer at the Old Schoolhouse Museum, I’m on the Twentynine Palms Historical Society’s Board of Directors, and write two columns for their Old Schoolhouse Journal.

Who’s your writing hero and why?

Really a difficult question. There are Will and Ariel Durant for the outstanding historical volumes, the Story of Civilization, Zenna Henderson for her series on The People, Frank Herbert for the Dune Series, and, of course, the incomparable Shirley Jackson.

If you could have been the author of any book in history which one do you wish you’d written and why?

 Caesar and Christ by Will Durant. It is the best book I have ever read.

Tell us about your writing rituals – do you write in your Pjs, in your garden, in the pub or in the altogether?

I tend to do all the physical work first. Yard work, house cleaning, shopping, laundry etc. Then there is the promo work online. That means I’m at the keyboard between 2:30 and 4:00 p.m.

Do you ever get irritated with your own main characters?

Not really, although Red O’Neal can be upsetting at times.

What makes you feel like a real author?

When someone thanks me for writing a certain novel. Don’t laugh. It has happened.

What do your family think of your writing – be honest!

My son was shocked, shocked, I tell you, that HIS mother wrote such a book. My daughter won’t read my novels because as she says, “I know my mother.” My one granddaughter is a doll. She loves my books and even wrote a review on my anthologies. I treasure that one. I have been told one great niece has all of them, but do not know if she has read any.

Would you prefer to be a literary great or a cult hero?

Cult hero would be great! I could wave at all my fans.

Now take a deep breath! I’m going to hand you over to Clara and Pudding, who are going to take it from here – brace yourself, they’re easily amused.

Are you posh or wot?

 I grew up on a farm without electricity or an indoor bathroom. Posh isn’t my style.

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Mari outside the back porch of the farm where she grew up.

What’s the longest word you can spell wiv out checkin’?

I refuse to answer on grounds that it may incriminate me. Spell Check has forever ruined my spelling ability.

‘ave you ever been harrested?

That puzzled me, but realized you weren’t using German so I went to the Urban dictionary. The answer is “no.” The only time I was stopped by a policeman (for driving too fast), he smiled and gave me a verbal warning.

What da’ya wan’ on ya grave-stone?

Here lies a child of God

‘ave you ever used a gazunda?

Okay, I’ll admit that I had to look that one up. We called it a thunder mug. I was surprised to learn the polite term was chamber pot. In the cold of winter with outhouse outside, far away from the house, of course, I’ve used one.    

(‘herherher… thunder mug…. herherher’ – Pudding)

What’s your favourite pie fillin’?

Apples, cinnamon, nutmeg, cream, and butter.

How do ya’ like it?

Fresh out of the oven or cold.

Can ya sing and what songs do ya know?

That may be debatable, but I sing quite loudly. I know the hymns I’ve been singing since I was three, a few folksongs, spirituals, and, of course, I once belted out Heartbreak Hotel.

What about folk dancin’ ‘ave you ever tried it and did you get injurered?

I’ve square danced and have done the polka (that’s folk dancing, isn’t it?), but beyond that I stuck to the two-step, the waltz, and oh, yeah, there was a time when I rocked ‘nd rolled. No injuries from any.

‘Do you ‘ave a party piece & what is it?

I have become rather dull without my husband, so the answer is no.

Would you like some of these apples…. what aren’t stolen, honest?

As long as they aren’t horse apples, I’m game.

Do you have a fab’lous hat?

Alas, all of my hats went the way of fashion along with the gloves.

What’d be worse one twelve foot mole, or twelve moles with only one foot?

Either way it’s an invasion. Man the ramparts.

If someone gives you an empty collander, what do you do wiv it?

Give it to my daughter-in-law. She still cooks pasta, I don’t.

What’s your plan in the case of a zombie apocalypse?

Get out the rifle and ammunition and shoot them in the head. Then wake up when the alarm goes off and write down the main points of the story. I never figured out why people like or watch that.

The shameless plugs

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Twisted-Tales-From-A-Skewed-Mind-124947397618599/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/child7mari

Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/MariCollier/e/B00BGTT09Q/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

Creativia author page: http://www.creativia.org/twisted-tales-and-scifi-westerns-from-twentynine-palms-author-mari-collier.html

Website: http://maricollier.com/ 

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4618494.Mari_Collier/blog

Buy links: The Amazon Author Page has all my books. Barnes & Noble doesn’t have and Author Page so this is as close as it can be: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/books++mari+collier

The Fireborn Road – In progress

I’m currently having a few days ‘writing holiday’ trying to finish the first draft of The Fireborn Road. I usually write in youth hostels, and this time I’m at Totter’s Backpacker’s Hostel in Caernarfon. It’s brilliant, and even though I booked a dorm bed I seem to have the room to myself tonight – and a real bed not a bunk!  Not bad for less than £20 a night. Watch this space for sneak-peeks and excerpts.

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Up Close and Kind of Personal with…. Stewart Bint

Interviewed by LG Surgeson &

Clara Euphemista Cropper & Bread and Butter Pudding with Custard The Goblin aka as ‘The Amazing Bazooka Sisters’ 

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Stewart Bint

Summarise your bio in no more than 100 characters

Ageing barefoot hippy, writer, compassionate

Tell us about your current work?

To Rise Again is a mix of paranormal, horror, science fiction and fantasy. It’s available as a paperback and ebook.

Synopsis: Just before the German occupation during World War II, the Marquand family flee their home on the island of Jersey in the English Channel, and never return.

Now, it’s the summer of 1983, and the once opulent Idlewild mansion is crumbling and derelict. The mansion holds a mysterious lure for 18-year-old David Simeon, who dreams of Idlewild years past, as it used to be. But who is the young girl he sees, endlessly wandering through its corridors?

As the nerve-shattering link between David, the girl, and the mysterious Idlewild comes to light, it it too late to stop the seeds of destruction and world domination planted there long ago, during Adolf Hitler’s last desperate throw of the dice in World War II?

The threads of 1945 and 1983 slowly intertwine to reveal a world on the brink of destruction.

Have you got anything else out at the moment?

Three other novels: In Shadows Waiting, Timeshaft, and The Jigsaw And The Fan.

We know you’re a writer, what else do you do?

I am a full-time writer, with two other writing roles as well as my novels. I have my own magazine column in a local magazine, and I’m a Public Relation s writer for the world’s leading CAM (Computer Aided Manufacturing) developer.

Who’s your writing hero and why?

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, because he created the most endearing and enduring fictional character of all-time, Sherlock Holmes.

If you could have been the author of any book in history which one do you wish you’d written and why?

The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe, because it’s a wonderful fantasy tale that appeals to children and adults. I regularly re-read it

Tell us about your writing rituals – do you write in your Pjs, in your garden, in the pub or in the altogether?

I’m always barefoot when I write. But then again, I’m always barefoot, full stop. I don’t think Alfie, my charismatic budgie, would like it if I wrote in the altogether, because my pecker is bigger than his 😉

When did you first realise you had a story to tell?

When my maths teacher kept putting little red kisses next to all my sums. I knew I’d starve if I had to earn my living through numbers. So it had to be words. It really began when I was seven, and watched the very first episode of Doctor Who, which has been my favourite TV programme ever since. I started creating my own worlds and characters in little blue notebooks until my parents bought me a portable typewriter when I was nine. And I started retreating into those worlds when my Dad died when I was 11. I made sure that whatever happened to my characters during the story they would be okay in the end – my imaginary worlds were much better than the real one at that time.

Do you ever get irritated with your own main characters?

Yes…when they go off on a tangent doing their own thing, and muggins here is simply being a reporter relaying what they’re doing instead of ordering them about.

What makes you feel like a real author?

Each time my new paperback comes out and I hold it in my hand.

Would you prefer to be a literary great or a cult hero?

A literary great. I know my writing isn’t great literature, and while my readers tell me I’m a half-passable entertaining storyteller, it would be good to be up there with the greats.

If you could spend one day as any literary character who would it be and why?

Tarzan. Have you seen Jane?

Now take a deep breath! I’m going to hand you over to Clara and Pudding, who are going to take it from here – brace yourself, they’re easily amused.

Are you posh or wot?

Are you insinuating that I could be Victoria Beckham?

What’s the longest word you can spell wiv out checkin’?

Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious (at least, I reckon that’s how you spell it).

[Not bad – only one letter out! It’s supercalifragilisticexpIalidocious! -LG]

‘ave you ever been harrested?

No. But the thought of being handcuffed and locked in a cell has definite appeal. Can you suggest any suitable crimes for me to commit?

What da’ya wan’ on ya grave-stone?

He hasn’t shown up yet.”

‘ave you ever used a gazunda?

When I was a child, yes. I have no idea why my parents would have one, nor why it was in my room.

What’s your favourite pie fillin’?

Fish (a combo of cod, mackerel and king prawns with a cheese topping)

How do ya’ like it?

With a glass of white wine, followed by a rather large malt whisky.

Can ya sing and what songs do ya know?

No. I was expelled from the school choir, because they said I sang in my boots. I reckon that comment was what started me going barefoot. If I wasn’t wearing boots I thought they might let me back in the choir, right? They didn’t!

What about folk dancin’ ‘ave you ever tried it and did you get injurered?

Hhhmmm, I’m rackin’ my brains now (or should that be wrackin’?). I don’t remember folk dancing, no. I’ve danced with folk, however.

‘Do you ‘ave a party piece & what is it?

Not nowadays. When I was a teenager, though, my party piece was pulling. No…not muscles, you know what I mean; stop feigning ignorance

Would you like some of these apples…. what aren’t stolen, honest?

Definitely not. Apples are the fruit of the devil, unless they’ve been pressed and fermented. Now, if you were to offer me oranges, bananas or grapes, however…

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Oh yes! It was a hat I received for completing the Amis Sans Shoes 10k barefoot walk for charity.

What’d be worse one twelve foot mole, or twelve moles with only one foot?

Oh, definitely the latter. They’d just sit there on my lawn like individual molehills and I could charge people to come in and see them.

If someone gives you an empty collander, what do you do wiv it?

Remember your question about a fab’lous hat? I’ve now got two.

What’s your plan in the case of a zombie apocalypse?

Bring my speedy perambulation skills to the fore.

The shameless plugs

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorSJB

Amazon author page: UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Stewart-Bint/e/B00D18IARS

USA: https://www.amazon.com/Stewart-Bint/e/B00D18IARS

Creativia author page: http://www.creativia.org/author-stewart-bint.html

Blog/Website/podcasts

Website: https://stewartbintauthor.weebly.com/

Blog: https://stewartbintauthor.weebly.com/stewart-bints-blog

youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9HuW3mS3pxX9ljW0syqS1w

Buy links: (Amazon): https://www.amazon.co.uk/Stewart-Bint/e/B00D18IARS

https://www.amazon.com/Stewart-Bint/e/B00D18IARS

Any upcoming promos/giveaways?
Not at the moment. But watch this space.

Up Close and Kind of Personal with…. Janine R. Pestel

Interviewed by LG Surgeson &

Clara Euphemista Cropper & Bread and Butter Pudding with Custard The Goblin aka as ‘The Amazing Bazooka Sisters’ 

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Janine R. Pestel.

Summarise your bio in no more than 100 characters

Born in a small town. Interested in science fiction and horror my whole life. LOVE to use my imagination.

Tell us about your current work

Most of my work is in the Supernatural Thriller genre, although I do write some horror and science fiction. My main series, at the moment, is the “Father Gunter, Demon Hunter” series, a supernatural thriller series about a former priest (with an attitude) who, along with his newly found friend Robert (a coroner), hunts demons. The title of the first book in the series is “The Bucktown Babies” (if anyone is “squeamish” about things like this, NO, the babies are NOT the demons), and since I am published by Creativia, it is only available on Amazon. I also am the author of “The Mons Connection”, a science fiction novella having to do with Egypt and aliens, and four short horror stories – “Harry”, “The Visit”, “The Servants”, and “Infected”, all of which are also in my compilation “Infected and Other Short Stories”. I also have one short story that would fall under the genre of Children’s books – “Wait at the Rainbow Bridge”. I wrote that one to help anyone, child or adult, deal with the passing of a beloved pet.

Have you got anything else out at the moment?

I started writing in January of 2016, and had self-published four short stories, one compilation of short stories, one novella and one novel. Now that I am proudly published by Creativia, they are re-publishing my work, so at this time, only “The Bucktown Babies” has been published by them. The next one up is “The Mons Connection”, but I am doing a little bit of a re-write on that, to change it from present tense to past tense, before they publish it. I am about to submit the second “Father Gunter, Demon Hunter” book to Creativia, so I’m hoping they will like it, and it will be out shortly.

We know you’re a writer, what else do you do?

I am also the operations manager for my husband’s electrical contracting business (he also writes, by the way), and I own a small company that manufactures and sells scented candles, wax melts and spray air fresheners.

Who’s your writing hero and why?

Without a doubt, that would have to be Stephen King, because his writing is brilliant, and he is so prolific.

If you could have been the author of any book in history which one do you wish you’d written and why?

I never really thought about that, but I guess it would be “The Shining”, mainly because I love the story.

Tell us about your writing rituals

I don’t really have a “writing ritual”. I mostly write between the hours of 3pm – 6pm. Sometimes, I don’t even start writing until 7 or 8 pm, and sometimes I’ll start writing in the morning, and go all day. However, I am trying to discipline myself to write between 3pm – 6pm, mostly for the sake of being able to organize my time better, since I do also have to run my candle business and help my husband with his business.

When did you first realise you had a story to tell?

I guess that would have been when I first tried my hand at writing back in 1974. I got about halfway through the story, and realized I had no real idea where I was going with it, so I just stopped, and never started again until 2016.

Do you ever get irritated with your own main characters?

No. At least, not yet, anyway.

What makes you feel like a real author?

Seeing my books for sale on Amazon, doing book signings, and sitting in front of my computer, getting deep into writing my book.

What do your family think of your writing – be honest!

It was a surprise to me, but my family and friends are all very supportive of my writing. Some of them even tell me to get back in front of my computer and start writing, if they see me away from it.

What job did you want when you were 7 or 8 years old?

Believe it, or not, when I was 7 or 8, I actually wanted to be an astronomer, at Yerkes Observatory. I have no idea why I wanted to work at Yerkes Observatory instead of Palomar, or any other, but, that was what I wanted.

Would you prefer to be a literary great or a cult hero?

Without a doubt…Cult Hero.

Now take a deep breath! I’m going to hand you over to Clara and Pudding, who are going to take it from here – brace yourself, they’re easily amused.

Are you posh or wot?

I’m posh as heck! Actually…no, not posh at all.

What’s the longest word you can spell wiv out checkin’?

Antidisestablishmentarianism

‘ave you ever been harrested?

Nope.

What da’ya wan’ on ya grave-stone?

She was born a few centuries ago…and we’re STILL waitin’ for her”

‘ave you ever used a gazunda?

Nope…don’t even own one.

What’s your favourite pie fillin’?

Coconut Cream

How do ya’ like it?

Lots of different ways.

Can ya sing and what songs do ya know?

Can’t sing, and trust me…you wouldn’t want to hear me try.

What about folk dancin’ ‘ave you ever tried it and did you get injurered?

Actually, I can’t dance, either.

‘Do you ‘ave a party piece & what is it?

I guess the closest thing I would have to a party piece would be to drink a bottle of beer, then sit there and giggle for two hours.

Would you like some of these apples…. what aren’t stolen, honest?

Only if they’re Granny Smith Apples

Do you have a fab’lous hat?

Yes, I do.

What’d be worse one twelve foot mole, or twelve moles with only one foot?

One twelve foot mole, because it will get around better than twelve moles with one foot.

If someone gives you an empty collander, what do you do wiv it?

Put spaghetti in it.

What’s your plan in the case of a zombie apocalypse?

Kill, kill, kill, kill…oh, and kill.

The shameless plugs

Follow Janine R. Pestel here: 

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/janinerpestel

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/janinerpestel

Amazon author page: http://amazon.com/author/janinepestel

Website http://www.janinepestel.com

youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnoSFpvYWsJyGErtRzscPrw

And buy her books here:

Bucktown Babies

COMING SOON from K.S. Marden

James Witch Hunter KS Marsden

Title: James: Witch-Hunter

Author: K.S. Marsden

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Release date: 1st October 2017

Synopsis

~Prequel to the Witch-Hunter trilogy~

James Bennett is a Yorkshire lad, making the big move to Oxford to start university.

His ambitions involve getting a good education; impressing the Rugby Club; and not throttling his roommate. All perfectly normal drama, until Hallowe’en.

A girl’s murder throws James into the dangerous world of witches, and those that hunt them.

After playing a sidekick in the Witch-Hunter trilogy, it’s only fair that James gets to be centre stage in his own prequel.

This can be read as a stand-alone, and does not contain any spoilers. It may contain witches, bad jokes and cringe-worthy scenes; but definitely no spoilers.

Book link:

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35699046-james

Author:

Kelly S. Marsden grew up in Yorkshire, and there were two constants i20938657_471429823238579_561070281_nn her life – books and horses.

Graduating with an equine degree from Aberystwyth University, she has spent most of her life since trying to experience everything the horse world has to offer. She is currently settled into a Nutritionist role for a horse feed company in Doncaster, South Yorkshire.

She writes Fantasy stories part-time. Her first book, The Shadow Rises (Witch-Hunter #1), was published in January 2013, and she now has two successful series under her belt.

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Excerpt:              

Charlotte had just made her second coffee of the day, when she heard a very insistent banging at the front door. Not in the mood for visitors, she reluctantly opened it.

And was met by the sight of James.

In a dress.

“I’ll never get used to your humour, James.” She said, stepping aside and letting him in. “Fancy some fresh coffee? And when I say fresh, I mean instant stuff I’ve only boiled once.”

James closed the door behind him, and made his way through the narrow corridor to Charlotte’s tiny kitchen.

Charlotte promptly poured an extra coffee and added sugar, her normally bright eyes were red, and it was clear she’d been crying.

“I broke up with Nathan.” She said, looking embarrassed that he had to see her like this.

“I think my roommate’s a murderer.” James countered.

Charlotte handed him a mug of coffee, shaking her head. “When a girl says she’s broken up with her boyfriend, most people would offer… never mind. You win. Why is Hunter a murderer?”

James gently lowered himself down onto Charlotte’s rickety sofa. “I followed him last night. He was bein’ weird, and I have a tracker on his phone-”

“What?!”

“And he went to this warehouse, where…” James trailed off, his throat closing around the words.

Charlotte misread his inability to speak, and gently rubbed his shoulder. “It’s alright, you’re safe here. Who do you think he killed?”

“Bea.” James gasped out. “You remember the blonde, Scottish lass? They hooked up at start of term; then the other night she was looking for him; next thing you know, she’s dead!”

Charlotte put down her coffee cup, her hand shaking too much to hold it. She looked at James in all seriousness, “And you saw Hunter kill her?”

James shook his head, thinking back to last night, and the hooded figures. He was sure it was Hunter, “I couldn’t clearly see who it was, but why would Hunter be there? It’s one hell of a coincidence, that he bails on the Hallowe’en party and ends up at the same warehouse where the girl he was shagging ends up getting sta-”

“Did you physically see him there?” Charlotte asked.

“No, I was following a tracker.” James admitted.

“An illegal tracker, that’ll never hold in court, James.”

James snorted, “Trust the trainee-lawyer to say that.”

“Hey, I’m just trying to see every angle.” Charlotte said, punching his arm. “There could be another, perfectly normal explanation. Maybe someone mugged Hunter and stole his phone – that sort of person would be more likely to head to the dodgy side of town.”

“Ha, it’d have to be the king of muggers to get the better of Hunter.” James argued. “He’s super-fast, super-strong, and has anger issues. Which all adds up to someone very capable of murder.”

“How-”

“Do you not remember how we first met? It’s not often I get thrown against a wall, instead of the usual handshake. And I do rugby training with him – trust me, it’s like getting hit by a car-”

“James, you’re exaggerating.” Charlotte sighed.

“And I’ve seen him run – I forgot to show you.” James dug out his phone from the flowery handbag, and quickly found the video he’d taken weeks ago. “Look – look how fast he is! And don’t you find it weird that he’s never that fast in rugby games? It’s almost like he’s holding back.”

Charlotte looked at the video, and when the brief clip was over, she shrugged, “It doesn’t look that fast to me.”

“Well, it seemed it when I was watching with my own two eyes.” James tucked his phone away. “He’s not normal.”

“Yes, but there’s a huge leap between what’s not normal, and a killer.” Charlotte said, exasperated. “Don’t get me wrong; I want to help you James, I really do… have you been to the police?”

“Yes, I stayed there overnight.” James answered. “I got knocked out, and some cop must’a found me. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a cell.”

“Oh no, what happened? Did someone attack you?”

James opened his mouth the speak, but he didn’t even know what to say. He remembered getting knocked off his feet by some powerful force, but that didn’t make sense.

“What did the police say?” Charlotte asked, when it was clear James wasn’t giving her an answer.

He shrugged, “Not much, just that Bea had died. They were dodging a lot of my questions.”

“That’s normal police protocol for an ongoing investigation.” Charlotte said, knowledgably.

James shook his head. “There was summat not right about the whole thing. It just felt shady.”

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Coming Soon… from Paul White

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Life in the War Zone is not a ‘WAR’ story.
It is a collection of poignant, eye opening stories and articles, written primarily as fictional accounts, yet based on true experiences of people living and working in major war zones around the globe. Each story and article has been formed from interviews, discussions, reports and dialogues from those directly involved and affected by conflict.
Here, with ‘Life in the War Zone’, Paul White has gently coaxed from the depths of people’s hearts the truth of how destructive and debilitating the effects of war are to individuals, families and entire communities.
Each tale reflects true events; Paul has managed to elicit the emotions, the feelings and the inner anxieties of those whose accounts are represented here.
Yet he has also found stories of great courage, fortitude and resilience of human spirit strewn amongst the detritus of war.
Whilst these stories are particular to the individuals to whom they belong, the sad fact is they can easily be told by so many.
This book may be finished, but sadly the strife continues.

OUT ON 11th FEBRUARY as Amazon Paperback or eBook direct

The Fireborn Road: Under Construction

I’m currently working on the next installement in the Black River Chr10363792_717834221671554_5418496076232081864_nonicles. At the moment, I’m supposed to be writing a battle scene – something I could live without – and it’s fighting back. So here’s a snippet of it for you to enjoy.

“On the other side of the melee, the wizards were having a field day. Bert was flinging bolt after bolt of magical charge at the creature in front of him, whilst Bobang had snatched up Jocelyn’s discarded ladle and was beating it anywhere he could reach, screaming about his ruined dinner.”

The Al Rahiri Dinner – extract from Rattatat a new Aberddu Adventure

The Al Rahiri Dinner had been discussed at length. This was hardly a surprise as the Al Rahiris themselves were often discussed at great length. They had arrived in the District, direct from Arabi about eighteen months previously. The wife had spoken very little common then and even though there was no ‘Aberddu’ way as such, it was very obvious to the other residents of the Merchants Quarter that whichever way the Al Rahiris did things it was most definitely not the Aberddu way. It wasn’t that people were openly hostile to them, they were in general very polite and helpful but it was clear that whilst they had come from a great range of Western nations that lived in the same climates and had the same kinds of clothing and diet they were strangely uncomfortable in the presence of people of equal wealth and standing who were so very far from home.
The wife didn’t wear a corset. In fact both of them dressed in loose-fitting silks dyed opulently. They had food specially imported for them. In the summer – at first at least- they had no worn shoes. Having arrived in August, when the sun beat down on the city the building held the warmth well and they were comfortable. Some of the more ample matrons had suggested, not exactly unkindly, that when they were first met with the western winter they would return to Arabi on the first caravan going East. None of their husbands bothered listening to them, or they would have discovered that getting a caravan back East would have been both easy and pointless as Mr Al Rahiri pretty much had the monopoly on East-West import into Aberddu and out across the sea to Aragon and Nortrol.
It was a strange kind of polite ignorance that kept the Al Rahiris at arm’s length. No one knew what they ate or what kind of hours they kept. No one was even sure that they’d be able to get the wife to understand them. Whilst they were highly intrigued by the couple, they were not prepared to accept them into their homes with undue haste as more than anything they feared it may lead to nothing more than an uncomfortable and embarrassed silence.

It had taken six months for what Mulligan had started to think of as the Metcalfe Gang to invite them anywhere, and it was Metcalfe herself that plucked up the courage after running into Mrs Al Rahiri, whose name it turn out was Jali, at the Weavers and Dyers Guild perusing the same newly arrived batch of muslins and silks. After that, when Metcalfe had discovered that in fact Jali, and her husband Kaseem drank tea and were prepared to keep local hours and ate normal food, they were invited more freely to social events, although they were by no means part of the ‘usual crowd’ as Maurice Fortescue had swiftly become.

Extract from Rattatat

Rattatat – the newest Aberddu Chronicle, currently in progress.

“What about her teeth?” was all the Mulligan could manage.

“What about them?” retorted Luce with definite affront in voice.

“Well look at them,” returned Mulligan, “she can’t go parading around the Merchant’s District with a mouth like that.” Luce was just about to open her mouth to give Mulligan some very choice instructions when Clara cleared her throat and said,

“No problem gov,” Mulligan just looked at her, so she carried on. “Aint no problem at all, there’s a chap down the black market he’ll do ’em for two florins, one and an ‘alf if he’s down on his luck and outta cider.” Mulligan didn’t understand. He was too busy staring at Clara hoping for more explanation to see Luce giving him a filthy look. When further information wasn’t forth coming and Mulligan realised, yet again, that he was the only one who didn’t understand he said,