Here's the new book cover designed by Will Jackson and the team at Design Your Cover
I like it. Will Jackson did very well considering the lack of information I gave about the story. I asked for what I wanted and he came up with this. Very specific to my requirements and I think the title will stand out. Top marks.
Hello readers, here's a little sneak peek into what you might expect from Buried, my short story of Lucy James's ghost.
Get it now at smashwords for only $0.99 for the next four weeks only.
So, redrafting the short story over the past few days has proven a little menacing. The trouble was I'd opened too many doors and hadn't successfully closed them. So that first draft of 17,000 words has now become just over 20,000 and still there are a few things in need of extending. I'd taken my two main characters, Morg and Ethos, through their paces to leave them ending, reasonably unharmed and set for a new quest, allowing my readers to finish and imagine for themselves how the story ends, or continues if you like. On re-reading though, I discovered, I'd like to know what happens to them, so... well, I've started writing it. Novella it shall be then.
On another note, concerning Words 'find and replace' function. Be careful, changing words this way the function doesn't cater for words within words. For example I wanted, 'sun' to become 'soltaire', well we are talking about a mermaids here, aka, actually I'll leave that for when the story comes out. So, I used the function to find within the passage words like, 'soltairek', which should have been 'sunk'. Be wary my good writer friends, it may throw you.
Good morning, or night, whatever the case may be. Here is a from my short story e-book, Buried. Hover over Titles, and click on the title in the drop down menu for more details.
Here's me hard at it first thing this morning. I was thinking of a new character for my novel, and whilst heavily sedated in his character I couldn't help such poses as this.
The rest of this afternoon was spent editing my, Beyond Endless Tides, short story. I'm very excited about this one and can't wait to share it with you. It's a story I'm always keen to get back to and knowing the ending, of which I wrote last month, I'm even more excited than I was already.
There are no excerpts for this. It is one I'm keeping a tight grip on till its release.
Check out my other excerpts on my what I'm writing now page.
I am in cahoots with this. As such I may scrap it entirely. If you enjoy what it does for you, or don't feel it shall enhance a story. Please feel free to leave a comment below.
When he opened his eyes, he was uncertain of where he was, and it took him a moment to organise his thoughts. He jumped out of his seat, panicked at the thought of missing them and ran out the door. He sprinted bare foot across the sharp sand, headed straight for the water’s edge. He searched the waves in every direction as he ran, desperate and hopeful.
He leapt into ankle deep water, soaking himself in the process. When no heads presented themselves, he removed his shorts and ran farther out before diving in and swimming.
He may have missed them, but if he was quick enough, maybe, just maybe he’d still find them before they left the bay.
For ten minutes he searched, before finally heading back to the shore.
On his approach, something grabbed at his conscience; he dipped his head and looked along the underside of his body. Through the murky water he could make out two lines of triangular white teeth, they belonged to a jaw, opened wide. The teeth of a great white shark he had no doubt. He kicked faster with both feet, arms flailed in his desperate plea to flee. In knee deep water, he rose. Running proved difficult as he struggled to gain any distance from the predator. The shark was right behind. Its nose nudged the back of his lower leg. He fell. Turning he readied to fend in whatever way he could. The shark came on, wide jawed ready to take its fatal bite. As teeth pierced his skin, he jumped in his chair.
I've written 1145 ish words into my short story 'Into The Ocean' which is another short for the collection. I originally wrote 3000 words and that was all I wanted to do with it.
When I re-read it for editing a month or so ago, I realised it needed more.
At one point I had built a boat and was, sorry I'll say that again. At one point my protagonist built a boat, (better) and alarm bells went off in my head telling me not to let him set sail. Why? Because the story was intended to be what it was and end where I originally ended it. The extra story up to the boat building, enhanced the read but did not deviate so much from my earlier plan.
Now having taken the boat ride, the story, while still holding its reserved premise of finding love, is something entirely different. And yes, I'm sure glad I let him cast off.
I'm now marooned on an island. There I go again. My protagonist is now on an island awaiting the battle between, Morini and some wild beats he has no name for to dwindle, before he can make his getaway.
There is a sneak peak on what I'm writing now page.
This Sunday, I'll be in the Thainstone Exchange Centre, Inverurie. Where you have the opportunity to grab copies of a selection of my short stories.
It'll be ongoing, so if you miss this weekend, come along anytime.
These are physical paper copies, which in time may become little booklets, or some such.
I look forwards to seeing you there.
Today I completed the first draft for one of the main short stories for the collection. It is approximately 14,000 words in length and takes us into the life of mer-folk. Trin is a ravine where Morgella finds herself taking refuge after being forced to leave her Inyarl Shawl. There she makes new friends and discovers the truth of their demise is actually reality. The mer-folk will become extinct should drastic action not be taken...
You're getting no more than that. You'll just have to wait for the e-book to find out more. I may leave an excerpt later, I'll see.
The next few days will see me sweat profusely, scratch my head absently and drink copious amounts on coffee drunkenly. By the time I'm done, it should be slimmed to around the 11,000-12,000 mark and at that I'll be happy to lay it to rest for a further few days, before a final re-draft, (alright maybe two).
Some might regard my love of mermaids as quite bizarre, but I do enjoy writing about them. I find the open ocean fascinating and have always dreamt of the mythical, and why not magical, ocean dweller's. The first novel I took seriously enough to send to publishers was about mermen and mermaids and although it has forgone a lot of changes, it's a story that keeps me coming back to my desk, with eagerness, anticipation and yes sometimes dread.
This short is a teaser for the novels, but I won't get back to them for quite some time down the road, after Keeper Of The Realms and its sequels have been written. Therefore, I have enjoyed this opportunity to visit the ocean once again.
It might make you laugh, but I can't swim, well, to save my life. I was always better as a submersible, than a vessel.
Another idea I had was to write a mer-folk tale. It will be based on the first book I ever wrote and is coming along nicely. I may include an excerpt at the end of the week for this one. Its going to be brilliant.
Charles F Bond is writer of fantasy and paranormal fiction. He wishes you much merriment in the pursuit of good reading.
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