British indie publisher releases two new titles!
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British indie publisher releases two new titles!
Click here to order Alpha Gods.
Take these broken wings
Learn to fly again
Learn to live so free
And when we hear the voices sing
The book of love will open up
And let us in
I’ll admit, I was struggling for what to write. I pretty much knew where I wanted to start, a man alone, waking up, the effects of the vodka having worn off, and his attempts to smother his returning pain with more of the stuff. I think the Russian dolls in the picture sparked something too, as it encouraged me to peel back the layers of this character and examine what was going on underneath.
Beyond that, I really had nothing, and so I decided to take a walk, and as I was walking the story pretty much played itself out in my mind. To be honest, it was partly a way for me to work some stuff out that was going on with me too. I was hurting at the time, but as I went on this strange journey with the character in my story it led me back to what was important, and helped me to realise that it’s where life leads us that’s what really matters, and not necessarily how we get there. At the end of the story we see two people making a fresh start, putting the pain of the past behind them, and understanding that they both have something that is incredibly precious and wonderful – each other’s hearts.
I hope the story manages to be hopeful and uplifting without being overly sentimental.
Okay, I’ll admit it, I took one look at this week’s photo on Elephant Words and thought “cannibals.” I know, I know, I should have looked at it and been inspired to write a story about good, hardy people forging a new life for themselves in a new world, with nothing but their wits and some plain old fashioned gumption to help them. But, instead, I just thought, “Oh my god, they’re going to eat that child!”
So, my story this week, Little Girl, is about a man who leaves Liverpool with his family to start a new life on
Tragic.
Of course…in my head it went a little differently… In my head, they came from
I can so never go to
So, originally, “Little Girl” was going to be called “They Do Do That Down There Though Don’t They” and was going to read something like this.
“’Ere, Ken, we ain’t got no food, like!”
“Calm down, ma, calm down, we can always nick us some of dat dere food like.”
“Nick some? From where? Dere ain’t no shops or nothin’ like, where yous gonna nick some food from, like?”
“Well, like, I know, we could always, like, eat the baybi.”
“Eat the baybi? Eat the baybi?!”
“Calm, down, calm down, it’s what dey do down in dat dere
“Dey do do dat down dere dough, don’t dey?”
“Dey do do dat down dere. Now drink yer milk.”
“Milk? Yuck.”
“It’s what Ian Rush drinks…”
I really wish it was yesterday and I could just claim this post was an April Fools Day prank…