He folded banknotes with a mind to folding on his marriage. Ow! A paper cut. Like that first night. Gun shots, sirens. Ah, memories.
I’ve been teasing this for a long time but I’m finally in place to move forward on my novel. It’s been a busy few years, but this novel has been my labour of agape and I’m really glad to say soon–oh, very soon, yes–I shall be able to share it with you.
Those of you who have bought Her Mother’s Eyes (available here) will already have seen the cover, but this is the first time I’ve shared it with a wider audience. I hope you love it as much as I do:
The artwork was provided by the wonderfully talented Eran Fowler who, for those also looking to publish books in the near future, I cannot recommend highly enough. Click the clickity to look at her wonderful art.
Now, here’s the synopsis for Heartsnare:
Eric’s heart is not his own, and it carries a dark secret. So, when those closest to him start dying and otherworldly creatures overrun his Yorkshire town, Eric is forced to confront a gnawing fear:
Is the strange heart beating in his chest somehow tied to all these supernatural horrors? And, could learning to use his heart’s unnatural powers help him stop the monsters?
Eric must dedicate himself to this fight, knowing all the while that letting go of his past might be the hardest battle of all.
HEARTSNARE is an urban fantasy horror with a Yorkshire anime twang; gripping, scary and gritty, this debut novel takes a look at coming of age with humour, horror and a lot of heart.
The novel will be released in the next few months, with a publishing date (digital and paperback) to be announced soon. Until then you will be peppered with more information about characters, the central themes of the story and more Yorkshire horror novel goodness, as well as my exciting plans for the Heartsnare website.
If you want to keep up with all the latest Heartsnare news in the meantime, I’m also making available a lovely Facebook page. Smear your computer in it by clicking here.
It’s coming, sweeties. Not much longer now… .
The nurses all agreed how nice Frank was. Then they read about the murder charge. He still holds the door open. They tend to run through.
Over the past few weeks I’ve been publishing microfiction. These pieces are stories in themselves, some funny, others weepy, all of them lovingly crafted. As some of you had guessed though, there is a larger narrative at work. With me having had a break for the holidays, now is as good a time as any to catch up on the story.
Below, in order from most recent, is the story so far:
=> They listened until the last signal cut out. Then they ate each other. He wondered if we’re only human when the world is watching.
=> Amid the rare and terrible fear he felt, there was something almost gorgeous: his time was passing, falling, fading, but now he knew his smallness. For the first time, he knew the eye of the flower.
=> “I’m not above dying,” he croaked, applying his makeup by grace of the laptop screen. “I just wish I could outsource it.”
=> No one in life is ever truly gone, they told him. Well, he’d realised that. Replacements were everywhere. How devastating.
=> The priest watched the dying man, hoping for a clue.
=> She pondered: What paper was appropriate for a funeral invitation? Bank statement white! That’s how he’d want to be remembered.
=> It was only five years later Simon discovered he’d been praying at the wrong grave.
Come back tomorrow for the latest installment.
And here’s a picture of a cat because… this is the Internetz and I like cats:
How now, world. I’m finally back on the blogging wagon and here’s my Sunday 7 for this week:
1) All the Essential Science Fiction and Fantasy Books Coming in 2014 — io9 provides us with a list of 2014 highlights in the sci-fi and fantasy realms. If I could get through even a quarter of these this year, I ‘d be very happy.
2) The Culture and Costs of Anxiety — As an anxiety sufferer, this is an interesting insight into how prevalent anxiety is today and how it has been defined and thought of in the past.
3) That’s So Gay! Board Game Puts Positive Spin on Homophobic Phrase — Does what it says on the tin. Hilarious.
4) The Universe has Been Measured to an Incredibly Precise One-Percent Accuracy – This is worth it for the nit-picking in the comments alone, but the research is mindblowing.
5) A Feminist Walks Into A Diet Clinic — While I can’t claim the kind of pressure that women feel when it comes to body image, as a gay man who is interested in health and fitness, bodybuilding and the like, I am aware of some of these issues. How they are complicated by the sexualization of women is what this article explains well.
6) Black Rhino Hunt Permit Auctioned in US — Because people are really, really shitty.
7) Looking Season 1: Character Spot — I’ve tried to avoid all the hype about the supposed-to-be next big gay series otherwise known as Looking, but this promo looks very promising. The Groff and the Tovey in one show? Well done HBO. Well done.
They listened until the last signal cut out. Then they ate each other. He wondered if we’re only human when the world is watching.
Amid the rare and terrible fear he felt, there was something almost gorgeous: his time was passing, falling, fading, but now he knew his smallness. For the first time, he knew the eye of the flower.
“I’m not above dying,” he croaked, applying his makeup by grace of the laptop screen. “I just wish I could outsource it.”
Sunday started off–and I wasn’t part of it.
If I rise at nine I consider myself a waste of molecular fortitude. Imagine how I felt when I looked at the clock only to discover it was nearly eleven. Oh lazy, good for nothing wretch!
Nevertheless today has been brimful of activity, with plans being made, things being packed, and writing tidbits being pieced together. All the while I’ve been dipping in and out of the Net to see Sunday’s crop of media treats, and though I may have arrived to the party late I have been thoroughly entertained. Here’s just a few things that I have enjoyed:
1) Russia’s Open Book: Writing in the Age of Putin
Stephen Fry. Russian writers. Wonderful:
2) Pin-up calendar features not-so-sexy monsters in sexy poses.
The Blob in a corset. Nothing else need be said. Click over to io9 for the write-up and link to the calendar true.
3) Ezra Pound’s Kickstarter Plan for T.S. Eliot
From the article: “Aldous Huxley once declared Eliot “the most bank-clerky of all bank clerks.”" It’s fascinating and, for anyone who is a fan of T.S. Eliot, it’s a must-read. Click the clickity.
4) Mandela in Verse: Myself I Stood in the Storm
Worth it for the gorgeous Osip Mandelstam poem alone, but the discussion that we need more than simple language to talk about Mandela is interesting. Find it here. (I’m leery of mythologizing anyone, though, and there’s a sobering commentary from Tatchell over at Pink News that at least attempts a bit of perspective.)
5) A Chimp’s Day in Court: Inside the Historic Demand for Nonhuman Rights
Wired has an in-depth look at the legal fight to extend personhood to non-human animals. While it is unlikely the legal case will be successful this time around, it is an important milestone in a fight that, I believe, will ultimately come to define future generations.
6) The Raven by Lou Reed
Somehow, I didn’t know this graphic novel and album is a thing. I may have to flog myself.
7) I had a black dog, his name was depression.
Via UpWorthy, an interesting animated video on what it’s like to suffer clinical depression and similar mental health issues:
I would just add that while the black dog analogy is quite pleasing thematically, I very much like black dogs.
I hope you’ve had or are having a lovely Sunday!