So, you remember that story that we had here that couldn’t decide what it wanted to be called.
Well it decided it wanted to be Twist of Truth and here it is all finished and polished and “out there”
“Samuel struggled through the roots and brambles; he tripped often and grovelled in the dark tearing his trousers on the thorns. In time he reached the place, down on the bank, where the ground was damp and smelled of moss and decay. At the base of a massive willow he threw his load to the ground and paused to catch his breath.
When he knew for sure that he was untracked he bent to the task. The moon shone silver through dark branches as he turned the sod. With each swing of the long-handled pick a grunt escaped his gut, deep and guttural in the quiet. Muscles in his back and shoulders flexed and strained and he stopped often to wipe the dirty sweat that ran across his brow and stung his eyes. He stood back occasionally to assess the work shaking his head at the small results of his efforts.
Though time was short he had to have it deep enough to deny access to the wild things. The arc of the pick glinted as it caught the moonlight over and over and the ground opened a great maw that took him in further than his knees, further than his hips. He was getting there. Now he used the spade, the better to scoop the dank soil and toss it onto the growing heap.
A shrill note tore into the silence, sharp and shocking. He thrust again with the blade and again the noise rang out assaulting the silence as metal struck stone. He peered into the murk to see a boulder gleaming, bone white, like a half-erupted tooth in a blackened and decaying gum-line.
With a grunt of impatience he knelt in the soggy pit and groped at the boulder digging and pulling till his nails tore and his fingers bled. The mud and the blood congealed clubbing the ends of his fingers and he wiped them on the tail of his shirt, cursing as the sticky gobbets smeared the sweat drenched fabric.”
Leaving George has been having a lovely time giving itself away for free on Amazon. So if you fancy a freebie, set in Cornwall with some peril and a couple of cuddly moments !!!! Don’t miss the chance. (It is available on all the Amazon platforms so this link is to .com but just stick in your own extension – phnar phnar -ooh missus)
So, here it is. Some of you many remember this as Pauline is Missing but I am thrilled to share the news that the pampered and polished version Leaving George has now been published by The Book Folks
If you do remember reading it as it grew and developed on here or on Authonomy and can spare a moment to do a little review on Amazon I would be mightily grateful – if not – well Just enjoy the cover !!!!
Who Follows :-
A passing glance leads to obsession in this dark story of love, loneliness and secrets.
From the very first glance nothing is as it seems. Lies and obsession lurk beneath the surface and as the relationships develop disaster seems inevitable.
A dark and awful story – free for another two days on Amazon.
Although this hasn’t had the best reviews on Authonomy etc it is one of my favourite stories and so, taking full advantage of modern life, which means that we can publish if we believe in something the novella, Ghost Written is now available on Kindle.
Free from tomorrow for three days
The cover is a picture of my father in laws squadron during the Second World War. The book is not about him.