My brand new SF alien invasion novella QUIET RESISTANCE is released.
Aliens invaded Earth and occupied the UK and the USA. They assumed the roles of the human upper classes, many existing members of which welcomed and collaborated with them in order to maintain personal wealth and power. Resistance movements were formed, but their effectiveness was limited by the constant and deadly threat of an orbiting alien spaceship.
Thirty-five years later, when two spaceship slaves escape down to Snowdonia in possession of humanity-saving information, New Scotland Yard detectives Carmen Wood and Thomas Able are sent to find them in a race against time and overwhelmingly well-resourced alien agents. The next five days will change the world forever.
QUIET RESISTANCE is available from all the normal places: https://www.books2read.com/u/3G9VVd
I am a river. In my youth I was intense, rapids, white water swirling around hostile rocks, always driving on. Older now, I am deep and shadowed by trees, slow in appearance but that’s deceptive to shallow onlookers. Drop a leaf on my surface and see how strong are my currents. I’m still moving on.
That’s me, a river.
What are you?
Just checked, and it’s been nearly a month since I posted here. Didn’t realise it was so long. Life is quiet here in Bridger Hollow. But as my title of this post says, there’s some creating going on. Quietly. Not fast. But it’s happening.
Three WIPs are underway: SPACE TRAIN 2; an urban fantasy novel with the working title DEMONS, which will incorporate my old novella BEAUTY AND THE BASTARD rewritten and somewhat re-imagined as the first of its three parts; and a historical novel I’m co-authoring with Debbie McGowan.
No big wordcounts are taking place. We’re talking hundred of words rather than thousands, to be honest, because my ME during this two-month-and-still-counting heatwave is poleaxing me every day. Real life effects of climate change on a chronically ill author.
Also to do is two, or possibly three, new books I need to lift from my hard drive and set free into the world. The first is an alien invasion SF novella; the second an epic eschatological Christian poem that is nothing like my normal produce but is close to my heart; and the third a collection of SFF short stories.
I think the collection mightn’t be ready for release until next year, but the first two will probably appear this autumn. Depending on my health and the fallout from various medical appointments I have looming on the horizon.
So that’s where I am. Here, as always. 🙂