Angry Wild Legends

Writing, authoring, publishing, literary stuff of all kinds – plus anything else!

PRISM – Exiles…My Book Is Published!

Well, true enough, PRISM – Exiles is published, though I have to confess I did it myself!

Either way, it’s now available from here:

PRISM - Exiles available

By the way, at the same location you can download a free short story, and you can find more free stories for download at my personal website

Here’s the blurb for the book:

PRISM – Exiles is the story of Luke Adams, a rather weak and ineffectual teacher. In the middle of his humdrum life, Luke is transported to a different world, along with a few hundred other souls, pulled into adventure by the simple virtue of their proximity. The catalyst for the transportation is a plate embedded in Luke’s skull, the result of a traffic accident. This plate was made from a metal that contained minute particles from a machine destroyed in a war that took place an immeasurable distance from the Earth. The particles from the machine had been hurled across the space-time divide, to mingle with the broiling firmament of our nascent planet, later to be mined and incorporated into the medical plate Luke bears. However, while the motes were the catalyst, they were not the engineers of the transportation; that was the product of deliberate action – but who those engineers were, what their purpose might be, and exactly what they wanted of Luke, is the subject of this book …

So there you have it. Do pay a visit to either of the above sites, and let me know what you think.

Best Wishes to all out there.



May 2, 2008 Posted by | author, book, books, ebooks, fantasy, fiction, literary, Literature, novel, prism, publish, Publishing, science fiction, Words, write | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Am I a Publisher?

Well, it seems I am.

Having tried for an age to get regular literary agents and publishers to give me the time of day (admittedly many did reply, but all negative, and not one wanted to review my work) I decided to go it alone. After much thought, and not having any cash to speak of, I decided that Lulu would be my best bet. So, I’ve posted a free eBook called The Cookie Tin there for download, and applied for an ISBN for my novel, PRISM – Exiles. The cost to me (so far) is around £80 STG. Of course, the biggest expense will come when marketing.

Anyway, I now have a Lulu storefront, You can download the free eBook there, and next month, with luck, PRISM – Exiles will be ready to buy, in both eBook and paperback format.

I’m going to publish under the banner of Let’s Get Published ( If this venture has any success, I may offer the banner to other members of Let’s Get Published. It would be beneficial to many, since our books could contain a page of references, something like: “Titles also available through Let’s Get Published are: blah, and blah, and blah.” That way, every book purchased also advertises other books, thus promoting authors in a cheap and easy way.

I’ll let you know how it’s all going.

April 21, 2008 Posted by | author, book, books, fantasy, fiction, Literature, novel, publish, science fiction, Words, write | , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Angry Wild Legends Website

I recently decided that one way of promoting my work (that is to say, the stories I write), would be to give some of them away for free. So, I’ve started a new website called Angry Wild Legends. It’s easy to navigate, and currently offers four (4) short stories for anyone to download and read in eBook format. It also offers three downloadable extracts from my first full novel, ‘PRISM – Exiles’. Furthermore, there’s pages of information about what ‘PRISM – Exiles’ is all about, including a little information about the history and politics of Zoheft; an introduction to the natural world encountered in the book; and examples from the 1300+ word dictionary that adds another dimension to the whole story. I hope you will visit the website and let me know your opinions through the feedback that’s available. 🙂

March 11, 2008 Posted by | author, book, books, ebooks, fiction, literary, Literature, novel, prism, publish, Publishing, Words, write | , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

How do you learn to write?

I think mostly you don’t.

At least, of course you physically learn to write – you go to school and teacher says “No, no! The letter ‘b’ has the hole on the other of the down-stroke! What you wrote was a ‘d’. Try again!” That’s the mechanics of it, and for many of us that was hard enough. Then, when the basic idea of the alphabet had been instilled, they introduced spolling, which to me is still as mysterious as algebra. (I don’t do sums!)

But that’s not what I mean. (Yes, I know, you shouldn’t begin a sentence with a preposition, but this is my blog so I can do what I like.) If you want to learn about punctuation and grammar/er, an’ stuff, go to and you’ll find what you’re looking for.

Nor am I referring to the deep and mysterious conceptuality of writing. No. What I’m thinking of is the bit that goes between the two. The bit where someone sits down and says “Today I’m going to  write {something}.” There are millions of people who do just that every day; they sit at their desk with pen (or keyboard) to hand and they gaze at the sheet of blank (possibly virtual) paper and begin to write.

Trouble is, most of them begin but somehow the impetus wanes all too quickly, the hand relinquishes the pen/keyboard, and the Great Novel of our Generation fails to transpire.

Writing is hard work, regardless of your chosen genre, fact or fiction. OK, it’s not the same hard work you experience when you’re digging over the garden, or bent beneath the bonnet (that’s alliteration. See? I’m learning!) over the car engine, or when your real work is physically demanding – but it’s hard work all the same, and don’t let anybody tell you different. It’s pressure work, even if you are (like me) an unpublished writer who has no deadline to meet. There’s the pressure of getting all the ideas that are buzzing in your head down on paper before they melt into forgetfulness. There’s the pressure of figuring out solutions to the problems the characters in your prose have gotten themselves into. There’s the effort of researching your material. There’s the pressure of reads and re-reads, writes and re-writes; the taking on board of criticism; the personal acknowlegement that what you wrote was rubbish; and the awful writers block!

Anyway, what all this leads up to is to tell you about a website I found (not my website) that I would heartily recommend any writer to visit. It’s the website of Nick Daws, a well-published author of over 40 books and numerous articles, features, &c. His website – – and his blog – are great places to begin to learn how to actually write. Nick has written a great deal on the subject, and even offers courses exploring all the issues most new writers come across. Before anyone asks, no, I’m not getting paid to advertise this guy! But I do believe he has a lot to offer and would very much recommend, if you are serious about setting out on the tortuous path to literary fortune, that you pay him a visit.

March 25, 2007 Posted by | Words | Leave a comment

Er… ologist?

There’s biology. You get a biologist.

There’s physics. You get a physicist.

There’s biography. You get a biograph…ist?

March 25, 2007 Posted by | Words | Leave a comment

Why Write?

We write because we need to, whether that need be a requirement of our work, a necessity to communicate (perhaps to the bank concerning that little oversight viz. the overdraught last month!), or maybe because we recognise that we are not a complete person until we’ve quenched the burning desire to express ourselves to the world. OK, maybe the world will only ever be our immediate family and close friends, but it’s still the world, you know!

I think that’s why I write. I think that’s why I wrote my first novel. I think there is a creative spark within me that has been fizzling away since childhood, and it’s only now, when my life-experiences have reached such a point that I can draw on them, only now when I feel my literary talents have become sufficiently honed by all the letters to the bank-manager, only now when the ambience of my life in general is resonating placidly in the background, that I am able to pen to paper, or finger to key.

Placidly? Well, oddly yes. I started to write my first book around three years ago, when I was comfortably employed, well paid, and moving through separation to divorce. The quality of what I wrote then was not very good, I have to say. The early draughts of the first few chapters were pretty poor. I knew what I wanted to say all right, but there was so much of it that it came out in disjointed, hasty paragraphs of nonsensical verbiage (if you’ve read the final chapter versions on you may well say: and this is better? Believe me, it is!)

But I queried the word ‘placidly’ above, and with good reason. A few months after beginning my writing, and when the book was about a quarter done, I was made redundant, and for 15 months I had no work to go to. That’s changed now, as it happens, and I’m now in full-time employ again, but during that enforced idle-time I found my whole world was a different place. I had no money coming in – redundancy pay? Don’t make me laugh! Six weeks doesn’t last 15 months, I can tell you. I wasn’t able to pay the agreed maintenance for my kids, and as my standard of living dropped so did theirs. Nothing I could do about it of course. I applied for job after job but nothing came up. Furthest I traveled looking for work was 200 miles, but it didn’t seem to make any difference.

Fortunately I had a new partner. Funny woman. (What woman isn’t?) But she had a great quality in that she seemed to believe I could succeed at my writing, and gave me all the encouragement in the world, spending hours and hours reading and re-reading my efforts. Spolling isn’t my strong point, and sometimes my head ran away with ideas while the keypad lagged behind, and she always managed to drag me back on target. Not that I was always grateful, mind. After all, whose damn book was it anyway? Hah!

I should point out at this stage that we are to be married next year, so don’t let criticism from loved ones throw you!

Anyway, the point is that for all the unemployment, lack of money, worry, and so on and so on, I finished the book (yes dear, I know I couldn’t have done it without you). So where was the ‘placidity’? There comes a time in life when you finally begin to realise that there is only one place in the entire world where you can be at peace, and that is in your own head. Once you get to that position where you can finally say, ok, so everything outsides pretty poor, but if I can just get back to the book and plough into it and lose myself there then what goes on outside doesn’t actually matter for the moment. Well (pause for breath) it’s true. I vouchsafe it to be so (good word, huh? Vouchsafe? Wonder what it actually means…)

So tranquility in, through, and despite adversity, y’see. For me the salvation was my future missus, but it may be something different for you. The point is, you gotta find the placid place, the spot where outside doesn’t matter too much. I promise it’s out there for you, somewhere, and when you’re old enough – you’ll find it!

March 24, 2007 Posted by | Words | Leave a comment