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April/May Author Update

April/May Author Update

Hi everyone!

Here at last with a cup half full – half empty type update. The reason for my being so late to post in April was I was hanging on for some news to give you, which is still on hold. The May news, however, has come early. So here I am, betwixt and between.

Needless to say, the last few months have been a hectic blur of writing and editing. The Theatre of the Moon is still undergoing some renovations, but looks like being a classy joint, or so the proprietor, La Contessa D’argento informs me. Fingers crossed. A little side project I’ve been scribbling whilst drinking my morning coffee has just hit thirty thousand words, and several more are all doing well. It’s always good to have a variety of things to work on. That way I have no excuse not to write — not that I need one. As regards general info, here we go.

The Eternals has just been translated and released in Spanish. Good of them to tell me! Unless they did, and I didn’t understand what they meant?

Speaking of The Eternals, Hunter Hunted, Book 2 in the series, is being promoted for four days by my publisher. You can snaffle yourself a free Kindle copy from April 24th – April 28th – that’s from today.

On side news, I’m delighted to have a short piece placed in issue 19 of Bunbury Magazine (out anytime now) called The Longest Fall. The Bunbury Magazine is an Arts and Literature magazine that I can highly recommend reading. You’ll enjoy it.

Also, I was honoured to be asked to write a recommendation for a lovely young lady called Soumya Mishra, someone I’m sure we’ll all here a lot of in the future. Soumya informed me last week that she’s been accepted for The University of Sydney, (Australia,) so a big literary congratulations to her. In a world where we hear nothing but doom and gloom it’s great to see young folk getting themselves out there for the right reasons.

That’s about all for now. I wish you all a great, and hopefully, warm May.

Richard

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March Author Update

The Beast from the East, bad weather to you and me, has swept away. All of a sudden, England has morphed from white to almost-green. Is Spring in the air?

As for me, I’ve been editing, editing, editing like the industrious literary beaver I am. The Theatre of The Moon – Nimbus takes greater shape daily as each chapter grows nearer to perfection. Who is La Contessa D’Argento, the proprietor to London’s newest theatrical attraction? Only time will tell.

The cold weather and an enforced period indoors has also helped in developing the several other projects I have on the go with no small amount of words being written in anger, as they say.

As well as the novel work, I have also utilised the Scrivener writing software I use to compile and order the short stories I am always writing. This has worked so well that given half a chance I’ll share how I did it for the benefit of others. Not only can I write and edit within one place but use the self-same database and templates for submitting work. It’s been a great help.

As regards published work, The Eternals is on promotion from the 8th – 9th of March in Kindle format for just $0.99 / £0.99 depending on your region. I hope this serves as a tempter to the other two books in the trilogy, Hunter Hunted and Into Eternity.

THE ETERNALS

As always, I wish you all a great month.

Richard

Richard M. Ankers

Author of The Eternals Series

February Author Update

These posts are usually reserved for my Facebook Author Page, but as seen as I’m here less and less, I thought this might explain.

February Author Update

Where’s the year going!

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Second month in and as busy as ever. Thanks to almost a month of categorising, tagging and collating information, we have lift-off… well, almost. As well as cracking on with Nimbus, Book 1 of The Theatre of the Moon Trilogy, I’ve actually had a chance to insert some of the chapters I’ve been trialling into the following two books. All three novels now have sections within them as well as Nimbus being fully penned. I actually have so many spare chapters that I may even start to post some of them. I hope this will give people a taste of the stories to come. We shall see.

As regards my shorter work, after a disaster which I can’t remember if I told you all about, where I not only lost everything on my computer but the back-up exploded too, (not literally) I have managed to not only find everything I lost but also some I’d forgotten I even had. (Shakes his head!) Accordingly, some have been sent out on submission and others I’ve stashed.

The month ahead looks like one of rewrites and additional diary entries for Nimbus (Mortimer Headlock does like to pen his thoughts). I shall enjoy writing each new word.

So, until I have anything more substantial to tell you, I’ll sign off with a ‘Have A Great February’. See you soon.

Richard

 

New Release! Dark Fey: Breaking Into The Light

I’m delighted to be able to assist in announcing the arrival of the third and final part of my good friend Cynthia Morgan’s Dark Fey Trilogy. Breaking Into The Light is now available. As someone who has read both of its predecessors, I can recommend a truly outstanding set of books.

Author: Cynthia A. Morgan

Title: Dark Fey Book Three: Breaking Into The Light


The Reviled are the enemy; merciless, untrustworthy. They embody brutality and devastation. The Fey of the Light have lived with these truths for millennia. Daring to think otherwise invites tragedy.

Gairynzvl was a Reviled Fey and lived the riotous life of all Dark Ones; yet now he is rescuing younglings from the darkness. The actions taken by him and his band of Liberators are fulfilling Ancient Prophecies and proving long-accepted beliefs to be inaccurate. Those who have lived in the Light all their lives, who enjoyed the luxuries of abundance, are suddenly faced with unavoidable questions.

How is Peace achieved? Can Light unite with Darkness?

Will the Fey of the Light sacrifice everything to achieve that which seems impossible or will they turn their heads and ignore the shadows weeping all around them? 

Breaking into the Light relates the inspiration of Hope and the power of forgiveness through a tale that is brutally beautiful.


Discover Dark Fey: All Things Dark Fey

Also: booknvolume

I hope this leaves you as intrigued as I am. Please connect with Cynthia on the above.

Thank you for reading

Richard

Richard M. Ankers

Author of The Eternals Series

The Big Cover Reveal

Today is the big day. 

At long last I can reveal the new covers for The Eternals Series and the news that INTO ETERNITY will be released in the next few days. I’ll do a post with all the appropriate release codes etcetera as soon as it goes live. For now, however, I present the new covers in reverse order. I hope you all like them as much as me because I think they’re perfect.

BOOK 3: INTO ETERNITY

Book 2: HUNTER HUNTED


Book 1: THE ETERNALS


Thank you for reading

Richard

Richard M. Ankers

Author of The Eternals Series

The Eternals

Hunter Hunted

Into Eternity (A few days away!)

The Toilet Zone

Author’s Note: It’s hot as Hell today. I’m overheating and don’t know what I’m typing. That’s my excuse anyway. On the other hand, this is a wonderful tribute to that classic show The Twilight Zone. Yes, that sounds better. I think I got away with it.



The Toilet Zone

A cloying glue of absolute night, the darkness congealed around me like a wetted cape. One might’ve said the night entangled, and it did, stalling breaths and restricting movement. It was a warm, forgiving abyss, however, and for that I supposed I should have been grateful. My friends, or rather, companions, appeared not to share my enlightened view.

“Goddamn blackness!”

“Where the hell are we?”

“When I get out of this!”

Three separate and rather differing responses to one unavoidable truth; we were lost with not a hope of being found.

“We could light a fire,” I attempted.

“In Hell? Really?”

Jonesy was a man of little imagination so I forgave him his sarcasm.

“How do you know this is Hell?” blurted Smithy.

“Because it’s dark, scary and you’re here.”

“And you,” said Sigurdson.

Sigurdson was always practical delving right to the score of the matter as was his way. 

“What do you think, Rich?” he said to me. 

“I’d say we should light a fire.”

“But I’m not cold,” moaned Jonesy, his sarcasm suddenly deserted him before the physically imposing Sigurdson, (like all Icelanders, he was enormous).

Smithy was still having none of it. He paced about in the near dark like a restless lion. Even when we all moaned at him to stop, his restless energy prevented it. “Hell my arse!” he groaned over and over again.

And so it persisted in our nightmare world until completely out of the blue, I said, “Hang on, how did we get here?”

Three blank faces, or so I imagined, not being able to see them clearly and all that.

It became a game of cat and mouse after that. Each 0f us recalled what we knew. Each of us knew little. We distilled it down to this: we each fell asleep; we each woke to know their friends there; we each were as bemused as the next.

There we stayed in our crazed new world muttering and mumbling, snitching and sniping. For how long it lasted, who could say, but it was a long time. I knew for certain it was long because, as usual, Sigurdson grew hungry. Once at the point of madness and absolute starvation, he killed Jonesy and ate him. I was unsure whether I was angrier that he’d done this, or that he hadn’t offered me any. He finished off Smithy next having chased him round and round for hours. I heard his slurping of flesh from bones from the far corner of the cavern, or whatever it was we were in, and decided I had to make a move. That’s when I began to climb. 

There was no light to reveal my way other than the strange phosphorescence that had lit our lunatic friendship. Nevertheless, I climbed with the vim and vigour of a man who saw light within reaching distance. Or a man whose best friend was about to eat him? One or the other, anyway.

When my head hit something other than rock, I almost panicked. When I heard Sigurdson closing in, I almost did so again. But almost is a funny word when you’re close to death. Instead of almost dying, I pushed up and out, the thing resting on my head angling up as though on a lever. That’s when I recognised where I was.

My mum’s bathroom had a brown Paisley design that’s was so out of taste with interior decoration, it could only have been our home. Relieved, I dragged myself out of the toilet and sat back down on the lid just as the Icelander was about to climb out. He pushed and shoved and groaned and moaned, but couldn’t get out. That’s when I did for him. I flushed the toilet.

Sigurdson was gone in a plumbing-groaning explosion of gotten-ridden-of waste. Phew!

“Are you all right love!” bellowed my mum from her bedroom. 

“I am now!” I shouted back.

“Doctors for you tomorrow. Bleedin’ ridiculous struggling like that,” she said in a lower, more concerned voice.

Ah well, that was a problem for another day.

Author Interview

The very wonderful author Julie Northup has kindly interviewed me about my current work in progress. If anyone would like to read about my future Steampunk project, its main characters and what will follow, please feel free to click HERE. You’ll see why I’ve not been here so much. 

Thanks in advance

Richard