Here is an excerpt from my short novel Kingstone. It's actually most of the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it! CHAPTER 1: A BIRTHDAY TO REMEMBER As the sun began its early morning ascent above the mountains, the small village of Anibar was bathed in a warm golden light and the surface of the…
Across the night, his ears caught snatches of a song. He was too far away to make out the words but it only strengthened his suspicions that what he saw was the re-enactment of some ancient ritual. Closer the procession came, winding its way through the streets and gaining numbers all the time. A bold…
From then on it was a race against time. A strong wind kicked up, propelling him along at a faster speed. But the wind which pushed him closer to the island also brought the storm clouds nearer. With his face fixed on his goal, he willed the boat forward, not daring to look back at…
Since it's less than a month until Christmas I thought I’d share the first part of a short Chesterton-inspired Christmas story I wrote a couple of years ago. I hope you enjoy it and I'd love to hear what you think. To Jonathan Smith XIV, only son of the late Jonathan Smith XIII, life in…
