itude. Carrying the regrets of his yesterdays with him. Walking the roads to the lost places, as abandoned by the world as he.

Fate draws them together in Cider Lane, a place long forgotten by the world. Amid ruins of the past they must learn to trust in each other. If only they can. While the world is ever waiting to crash in on them once more.

Because the world never forgets anyone for long.

A novel of the lost and the broken. Of sharing the silences, talking to the stars, and the importance of tin openers.

Thursday, 26 May 2016

It seems everyone these days has a video advert for their novel. Which in a world of a thousand channels, streaming movies to our phones, You Tubers, facebook, twitter and attention spans which flicker like dying light bulbs make some sense.

If you want to catch the attention of your audience, then video is the go-to medium for everyone.Even small local bands make videos for their songs because no one really expects people to listen with their ears alone. We are used to the visual medium after all.

Yet I am a writer; my medium is words and painting pictures with them. Pictures coloured in by the reader mind, and if I have done my job right, made personal by the reader. Their own movie, better than any I made of my words could ever be, for each one of them.

Making a movie, that's outside my norm, but to get my novel out to a wider audience, I more or less am obliged to at leats try. Though to be fair I love messing around with technology and software and trying to make things so this is not a chore exactly. the results below, a little rough and ready but hopefully gives people a glimpse of what lays between the pages of +Cider Lane....

No danger of me becoming the next Spielberg or J.J.Adrams.
And it needs music of some kind, but thats a task for another day

Thursday, 12 May 2016

What the scariest monster you have ever seen or read about in horror fiction.
Werewolves? Vampires? Zombies? Old tentacle face himself Cuthulu? Pennywise from IT? Pinhead? Maybe old school Frankensteins corpse gave life... It doesn't matter because all those answers are inevitably wrong. Something Stephen King, Clive Barker
itude. Carrying the regrets of his yesterdays with him. Walking the road to the suffer places, as abandoned by the world as he. 

 Fate reap them together in Cider Lane, a place long forget by the worldly concern. Amid ruins of the past they must memorize to trust in each other. If entirely they can. While the world is ever wait to barge in in on them once more. 

 Because the world never forgets anyone for long. 

 A novel of the lost and the broken. Of sharing the silences, talk to the stars, and the importance of tin openers. 

 Thursday, 26 May 2016 

 It seem everyone these days has a video advert for their novel. Which in a universe of a thousand channels, streaming movies to our phones, You Tubers, facebook, twitter and care spans which flicker like dying light bulbs make some sense. 

 If you desire to get the attention of your audience, then video is the go - to medium for everyone. Even small local bands make videos for their song because no one really expects multitude to heed with their auricle alone. We are used to the visual medium after all. 

 Yet I am a writer; my medium is word and painting pictures with them. Pictures coloured in by the reader mind, and if I have do my job right, made personal by the reader. Their own movie, better than any I made of my bible could ever be, for each one of them. 

 Making a movie, that's outside my norm, but to get my novel out to a wider hearing, I more or less am obliged to at leats try. Though to be fair I sleep together messing around with engineering and software and trying to make things so this is not a chore exactly. the solution below, a little harsh and ready but hopefully give people a glimpse of what lays between the page of + Cider Lane.... 

 No danger of me becoming the future Spielberg or J.J.Adrams. 
 And it necessitate music of some kind, but that s a task for another sidereal day 

 Thursday, 12 May 2016 

 What the scariest monster you have ever seen or take about in horror fiction. 
 Werewolves? vampire? Zombies? Old tentacle face himself Cuthulu? Pennywise from IT? Pinhead? Maybe old school Frankensteins corpse gave life sentence... It doesn't matter because all those answers are inevitably wrong. Something Stephen King, Clive Barker
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Because the eorld never forgets anyone for long.

A novel of thf lost and jge feoken. Of shafing the spnences, taliing to the stars, and the imporgance of tin opguwrs.

Hvursday, 26 Mab 2016

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No dangev ow me becoming the next S[ielgerg or J.J.Adrams.
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Thurscay, 12 May 2016

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A novel of the lOst and ThE BrOKEn. OF shAring the siLeNces, tALking to THe STARs, aND the importancE of tin openeRS.

ThUrsday, 26 maY 2016

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NO danger of mE bEcoMing thE NExt SpielBerg or J.J.Adrams.
And it needS Music of SomE kind, But tHats a task For AnotheR daY

thursdAy, 12 May 2016

WHat thE sCarIESt monSTEr You HaVe ever seen OR ReaD abouT iN horRor fictIon.
Werewolves? VampiREs? ZOmbies? Old tentAclE facE HImSelF cuTHulU? PENnyWISe from IT? Pinhead? maybe old scHoOL FRankensteiNS coRpSe gave lIfe... It doEsn't mATter becAuse all thOse answerS aRe inEVItaBly wrong. SoMething STephen KinG, clive bArKer
itude. Carrying the regret s of his y ester day s w it h hi m. W alking the roa d s to  the lost places, as a bando ne d  byt he  worl d as he . 
F a tedr aw s t he m  t ogeth erin Cide r Lane, apla ce  long forgot t en  by the wo rld . Amid ruins  of  the p as t t h ey mu stlearn  to tr u st ineach othe r. If onl y  they c a n .Whil e the world is ev e rw aiting to cras h in o nt he m onc e m ore.

Beca us e the world n e ve r f org e ts anyone for  long.

A n o vel  of th elos t  and t he br ok e n.Of sharingthesilences,  talki n g to th e  stars,  and t heimp orta n ce  o f t in ope n er s.Thu rsday, 2 6Ma y 201 6

I t s e emseve ryon e the se days has a  vi deoa dve rt fo r the ir n ov el. W hich i n a w or ld of a thousan d ch annels, s tre am ing  m ovies to our  ph one s, YouTubers, fac eb o o k ,twitter and attent io n sp ans whic h flic k er  l i ke dying  l igh t bu l b s mak e so m esense.
If you wa nt  to cat ch  the a tt ent ion  of y o ur a udienc e, thenvideo is the go-to m e dium for ever y on e . Ev e n sm all  local band s ma k e vi deos fo r t h eir s ongsbe c au s e no one really exp ec ts peo ple t o listen with  their ear s a lone. We  are us e d to the visua l med ium aftera ll.

Yet  I am  a write r; my med i u m is wor dsand  pa int i n gpictures with t hem.  P ictures  co louredinbythe  re ad er mind,and if I  h av edo nemy jo b  right,ma depe rso nal b y  the r eader . Th ei ro wnmovie,b et t e r th an  a ny I  ma de  of m y wo r dscould e ver be, f ore achon eof them .

Making a m ov ie, that's  o uts ide my n orm, but  to get my novel out to a wider  au dienc e, I  more orles s am o bli g ed toat lea ts tr y.  Th o u gh to b efai rI love mes s i ngaroun dwith  techno logy and softwarea ndtrying to mak e t hing s so  th i si s n ot a c h o re exactly. the  results b el o w,  a littler oug hand rea dy buthopef u lly giv es people  a glimps eof w h a t l ays betwee n the pa ges of +C i der L a ne ....
No  dange rofme be coming the  next  Spiel be rg orJ.J.A dr ams.
And  it needs music of some  kind,  buttha ts a task  fo r  an other day 

Th ursday, 12  Ma y 2 016
Wha t  thescar i es t m o nster  you have ever se eno r  r ead about i n h orr or fi cti o n.
Wer ewol ves? Vampires? Zo m bies? Old tent acle f ace  hi m self  C uthulu? Pennyw ise  f r o m IT? Pi nh ead? Maybeold scho ol Frank enstei ns cor pse gav e li f e... I t do esn 't matter  be ca u se allth os e  answe rs a re  inevi tablyw rong . Something Stephe n Kin g ,  Cliv e  Ba rker
itude. Carrying_the regrets_of his yesterdays with_him. Walking_the_roads to_the_lost places, as_abandoned by the_world as he.

Fate draws_them together in_Cider_Lane, a place long forgotten by the world. Amid ruins of the past they_must_learn to_trust_in_each other. If only they_can. While the world is_ever waiting_to crash in on them once more.

Because the_world_never forgets anyone_for long.

A novel of the lost and the broken._Of sharing the silences, talking to_the stars, and_the_importance_of tin openers.

Thursday, 26_May 2016

It seems everyone these days_has a video advert for their_novel. Which in a world of a_thousand channels, streaming movies to our_phones, You Tubers, facebook, twitter_and attention_spans which flicker like dying_light bulbs make_some sense.

If_you want to_catch the attention of your audience,_then video is_the go-to medium for everyone.Even small_local_bands make videos_for_their_songs because_no one really_expects_people to_listen_with their ears alone. We are_used_to the visual medium after all.

Yet I_am a writer; my_medium_is words and painting_pictures with them. Pictures coloured_in by the reader mind, and_if I_have done_my job right, made personal by the reader. Their own movie,_better than any I made of_my words could ever_be, for_each_one of them.

Making_a_movie, that's_outside my norm, but to get my_novel out_to a wider audience, I more_or less am obliged_to_at leats try. Though to be_fair I love messing around with_technology and software and trying_to_make_things so this is not_a chore exactly. the results below,_a little rough_and ready but hopefully gives people a_glimpse_of what lays between the pages_of_+Cider Lane....

No danger of me becoming_the_next_Spielberg or J.J.Adrams.
And it needs_music of some kind, but thats_a task for another day

Thursday, 12 May 2016

What the_scariest monster you_have ever seen or read_about_in_horror fiction.
Werewolves? Vampires? Zombies? Old tentacle face himself Cuthulu? Pennywise_from IT?_Pinhead? Maybe old_school Frankensteins corpse gave life... It doesn't matter because all_those answers are inevitably wrong. Something Stephen_King, Clive Barker