When I was around eighteen, I decided to write a book. It was a failure, not for standard reasons of inadequate perseverance or insufficient knowledge of spelling and grammar, but rather, after just a few pages, (poorly typed on foolscap paper) there was such a delicious ending that I simply could not resist it – such irony.
There is no need for anyone to read it, but just for myself, I am going to reproduce it here, and looking far more polished than when I was just eighteen, and hammering away at a type-writer.
|Thanks to Jack for allowing me to use his image.|
The Penwinnard Stories, four of them. These are the stories of boys in a Boys' home - their mischief, their liveliness and their aspirations.These are, in the main, light-hearted novels and quite short, the longest only 92,000 words. (348 pages) The background of many of the characters is of abuse and neglect, but this is background. These novels are not about child abuse.
And then there are the Shuki stories. These are the novels I am most proud of. 'Not a Man,' especially, has garnered some very good reviews. The fourth and final book of the series is due for release on the 17th October, 2014.
'The Frost and the Sunshine.'
Shuki has such a good life now - his new home, his wives and his stepchildren, and becoming more important to him every day, young Zahu. It is hard to believe that Zahu could possibly want to stay with him when he is so much older. Surely one day, he will realise that a young woman has to suit him better than a middle-aged man.
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