John Carver & The Pilgrim Fathers (32 page Booklet with pictures) Due to scrutinising the various re-drafts while and rectifying printing errors while at the printers. The new Launch Date is on Thursday 27th February 2020. A few pictures had to be removed and replaced by others.
John Carver & The Pilgrim Fathers (Book with no pictures) Book is now completed and awaiting it’s final draft before proofreading. Approaching agents and publishers is currently underway. It could take as long as 3 months before going to publication. No writer likes this because they look forward to the date when the work they have strived over is finally available in print.
Only A Weekend This is the first of the DCI Jack Kirby novels. Although it has been put on hold, for the time being, it is near completion. It will then be sent to a publisher. Here are the first 300 words of the book:
The Effingham Hotel was not the best of places. But it came with the job for Detective Chief Inspector Jack Kirby. A woman had been murdered.
Detective Sergeant Rowena Farr was standing outside the door in her forensic suit. When Kirby arrived she passed him his. She opened the door; they entered.
‘Her name was Miss Beverly Wright,’ she said.
He nodded. He looked at the body lying face up on the floor.
‘She’d only come for the weekend. That was the gist of what they said downstairs. But look at the clothes in the wardrobe.’
Miss Wright’s petite, slim frame lay on the cheap, threadbare carpet.
She was about 5’ 6” in height and weighed approximately nine stone. She was wearing light-blue silk pyjamas.
‘DS Farr, get the photographer and a policewoman. Go through her clothes together. I want the manufacturer’s names, sizes, et cetera. I want photographs. Anything inside the pockets, I want bagged up. That leads us to ask; what was this woman doing in a cheap dive like this? What brought her to this place of all places? We need answers.’
Looking round the room DCI Kirby didn’t like what he saw. The threadbare mottled curtains hadn’t been opened. They would crumble in his hands if he tried. Grime kept them together. The wallpaper was beginning to peel away. It showed a pale resemblance of its design and colour. Mould and mildew were in the corners where the ceiling and walls met. Kirby wanted to leave, but had to stay. He could hardly bear the foul, fusty smell.
Kirby said, ‘DS Farr, tell me when you’ve finished. I’ve a job for you.’
Kirby’s voice made the Divisional Doctor look up. He’d almost finished examining his patient.
‘Come here Jack, I think you’ll like this one.’
The second DCI Jack Kirby novel. An old book title being developed due to a discussion with Ian Ranking at Harrogate in 20i9. A fast moving adventure novel with a catch-me-if-you-can theme.