(An excerpt from a forthcoming book) Ron looked up at the branches as they waved in the breeze. One thing he noticed was the slight differences in climate and temperature, the sense of a unique environment against the rest of the surrounding territory. It was cooler as they went further in, and beneath his bare … Continue reading Forests Speak Slow
(There are plenty of stories with Ron, here is one for you all) Tal watched the pub, huddled against the rain underneath a cloak which had more patches than cloak to its name. His hand strayed to the knife in his belt, touching it for reassurance but sickened by the fear he would have to … Continue reading Could, Not Should.
(This is the first chapter from Episode 5 and I am deep into the eighth episode at the moment. Something to whet the appetite, and I'd welcome any comments and feedback) 1. The catfish had been fat and frantic for days, near leaping into the nets. They fermented and salted much of it for the … Continue reading The Dragon’s Dream – An Excerpt.
A Ron Brandywood Encounter. Garvin gnawed the chicken leg. He made small, wet noises of appreciative mastication as Ron watched the fire. Screening out the noises was a meditative practice, and at least the noises were coming from the end he could see. Once he had cracked open the bone and sucked out the marrow, … Continue reading STORIES – A Ron Brandywood Encounter
This is the cover of my next book, The Lightning Thesaurus, coming soon in ebook and paperback.
An excerpt from the third book, The Corrupted Soil. I will have a cover for the first one to share with you all soon, but here is a scene which won't spoil anything, just a taste of what is come. Kieran thought it was a child walking to the gates of the monastery, although the … Continue reading The Corrupted Soil