Author: aarondkey
Book 5 – Mystery Deepens
They got back into the car and carried on their journey in silence as though they were both considering what they had learnt.. The countryside rushed past in the corner of Timonthy’s eye. He concentrated on the road with intensity. He remembered making a similar journey many years before. Although they had started in London…
Book 5 It carries on…
and gets exciting in the next instalment. Stay with me. Perhaps I should leave this part out? But it helps to draw out the suspense. *** “That was only Miss Gregg’s opinion,” Paris said. “Do you think she would have thought that, if he hadn’t made an effort to charm her?” Timonthy thought about this.…
Book 5 Further Tastes
“Perhaps I was impatient. I had waited twenty six years already. I suppose that’s enough to make a man impatient.” “Surely you just didn’t sit and wait all those years? Surely you would have gone and found someone else to make you happy?” “No, I wasn’t unhappy all that time. For years I was enjoying…
Book 5 Teaser
“I’m worried about Uncle Stolid, Timonthy.” Paris said as they sat together drinking hot chocolate, settling down for the night. “No-one knows where is he is. He went to Scotland to try for a job before Xmas. He e-mailed me that,” “And me,” Timonthy interrupted. “That’s the last anyone’s heard of him,” she continued and…
The God of Small Things
This is my review of the 1997 Booker Prize Winning novel “The God of Small Things.” It was recommended to me about a year by a friend whose opinion I valued, a false friend as it turned out but I have tried not to let this influence my review. Imagine that I am a bitter…
Book 3: 3rd Extract
I may call this England 83. But I won’t because it is called Stolid. Unedited extract from Book 3. I had begun the evening by pitying myself. I had wanted to escape from the confines of my troubled life into a harsher more vivid world. Perhaps I had been looking for adventure. Well now I…
Book 3. 2nd extract
I may call this England 83. But I won’t because it is called Stolid. Unedited extract from Book 3. I opened my eyes. There were no lights. I looked around to see the eyes of the young man staring at me. Above the car the dark branches of trees hung low. We were parked in…
Damon Ich Progress
82 people bought Damon Ich when it was free, and 6 glorious people actually paid for it. The trouble with launching a book before Christmas in the middle of a worsening pandemic is that no one has time has time to read a good book, and certainly no time to write a review to let…
Pictures and Criminal Gangs!
A massive step forward has been made in my blogs, and a massive step back too. I can finally use pictures which is the great thing. The bad thing is that I’ve got it into my head that a criminal gang is using my blog comments to send messages to each other. I read too…