Now hear this ... now.

Let it now be said, here and now, that, now, here, being said now, there are interactive contents pages for both Book One and Book Two of the saga ... now.  I've become very flash, you see and, for the time being, I'd like to be referred to as 'Harker the interactive contents page fellow who has interactive contents pages for his saga because he's a fellow of sorts'.  I realise this is rather a long name, but it's only temporary.  To those who have already purchased said books, you can request updated versions from Amazon for free.  That's all for now.

   Yours sincerely, 

                         Harker the interactive contents page fellow who has interactive contents pages for his saga because he's a fellow of sorts.

                       

Well here's a problem.  For the past few days I've been attempting to continue with Book Four, but I have happened upon what I call a slight hindrance.  It isn't writer's block, of course, since if ever I were to experience such a thing I'd merely write a story about it.  Rather this is some trickery of the mind.  Allow me to explain further.  I keep seeing sausage rolls, cheesy footballs and cakes, where instead there should be a computer desk, a keyboard and a monitor.  This may sound a little odd, but I'm currently writing this blog on a huge slice of turkey spattered with cranberry sauce.  I see food and drink everywhere, and I don't believe these sights will cease until Christmas has finished, or until ... oh no, here I go again to Puddlefish:
  
Strange; each corridor in Mackerel's Wash appears to breathe.They expand and contract, and then growing apertures appear in the walls that permit me access to stairways made from dorsal fins generously coated in batter.I've just entered a room full of fish-like folk garbed in boot laces, and who are exhaling noisily in gutteral stutters.Upon mentioning the words "Yule Chocolate log", one of them has shifted forward; it appears as though it may speak ...




... And I'm back again. 


Merry Christmas everyone.

Sirrenvaag - the blurb!

   As the unsightly structures of Sirrenvaag unfurl amidst a dissipating mist, The Wanderer prepares to confront his own past in a town teeming with answers to questions that have plagued him for so many years.   

   Set within the iniquitous town itself, ‘Sirrenvaag’ is the third book in the ‘Words to the Wise’ saga and unearths both a forgotten and discarded fragment of the world.  Faced by the relics of dark myth, insidious cults, menacing prophecies, preternatural discovery and terrifying Truths, The Wanderer begins to learn that even hope has its place amidst the residue of insanity and slaughter.