Category: Reviews & Reviewers


Funny reviews – link

Hi guys:

This is just a spaceholder before this week’s guest blog, but more pertinently because I don’t recall having given you this link before and it is unnecessarily funny.

Read the Mr Men books?

So has Hamilton Richards – and he has some strong opinions on the subject!

Do drop by later on to find out who will be guesting this week…

Regards:

JAC

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Hello all!

Briefly, I’ve just had another review for “on Dark Shores 1: The Lady”, from TC at Booked Up Blog – do go and have a look, and see if you think it’s fair comment. I hope you do, as it’s very pleasing! Possibly the thing I am proudest of is that she has never particularly considered herself a fan of the fantasy genre but says that reading “On Dark Shores” has made her reconsider what genres she will say she enjoys in the future – how’s that for a compliment?!

Anyway, I’m really pleased that she liked it (I was quite nervous that it might be asking for trouble to ask someone to read outside their usual genre, and would have felt quite bad about wasting her time if she’d hated it) so if any of you lot would be prepared to go have a look and, if you don’t mind, to share that or like it or whatever, I’d really appreciate it. TC’s blog is full of sterling reviews and she is to blame for a couple of my own one-click moments already (and more to come I have no doubt) so does deserve to be shared at large….

Anyway.

Smug moment aside, this is just a spaceholder prior to the main blog of the week, which hopefully will be a guest-blog from the delightful Barbara Silkstone…do come back and check later in the week!

Thanks for dropping by!

JAC.

Hey all:

This week I have been invited by Theresa Cole to do a guest blog on Fade into Fantasy.net

Please check it out there, and do leave a comment if you have anything to add!
Thanks, peeps!
JAC

Hiya all – I’m back from hols and there’s a HUGE amount to catch up on! Emails, forums, Tweets, blogs, never mind edits on Book 2 which I should start on just after Easter….it’s going to be a busy month even without all the usual day-job, home-life maintenance stuff (and this month there’s going to be a whole load of that too!)

Anyhow, this is mostly a spaceholder and to let you know two things:firstly, I’ll be guest-blogging in May and will give you more details as I have them.
Secondly, I may try to initiate a series of interviews or guest blogs with other authors, so if you have any questions you’d like added to the list do leave them in a comment for me.

Also, as you might have guessed from the title, I’m very chuffed to have received another good review, again with 5* rating, which has been copied across to both US & UK Amazons and to Smashwords.

Check it out at:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/On-Dark-Shores-The-Lady/dp/B004S7JCYG/

http://www.amazon.com/On-Dark-Shores-The-Lady/dp/B004S7JCYG/

(Whoa! It didn’t used to do that, I’m sure, but am loving the link though it’s a bit in-your-face markety….) Anyway.

Hope you all have / had a lovely Easter, and watch this space for more bloggage next week.

Right! As Zebedee so wisely commented, it is indeed time for bed.
Night all….
JAC

Hey all –

‘On Dark Shores: The Lady’ just got a 5* review on Amazon.co.uk

Review reads:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Oh, you’re just teasing us,
18 Mar 2011
By Gingerlily (Ireland) – See all my reviews
This review is from: On Dark Shores: The Lady (Kindle Edition)

This book feels like its not nearly long enough, and I can’t wait for the next part to come out. It’s great fantasy, quite dark and gripping.
Most of the action takes place in one small town, it’s a very intense and claustrophobic setting, but near the end it starts to open up and you get a feeling of all sorts of wider story happening around the little knot of characters that you have got so involved with.
Don’t read this if you want light and frothy stuff – there is some violence in it that would be distressing if it were described in any detail – it isn’t or I wouldn’t have been able to read it!
There are all sorts of suggestions left here for the next book, and very few threads are tied up, there is a sample chapter for the next book at the end, but I didn’t read it as I wanted to wait for the full book to come out. When it does I will be pouncing on it with great anticipation.

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How cool is that?! I’m really pleased….

On Dark Shores: The Lady is available for Kindle on Amazon.co.uk and Amazon.com as well as on Smashwords for other ereaders or reading on the PC – the sample is free to download…

Main blog will come later in the week, when with a bit of luck I’ll detail how to convert a word file into a fully-functioning ebook WITH toc.ncx file…

Watch this space…!

JAC

Wotcha peeps.

I’m working on a interest-catcher to start Chapter 1 with as my beta-readers have said it starts a bit slowly. I thought I’d post it here and see if anyone had any thoughts –  if you read this would it spark your interest enough to read past a slow-ish start?

The book is On Dark Shores Part 1: The Lady.
Most of you know what the cover is like (there’s a link in the first post on the homepage of http://www.weaselgreenpress.co.uk if you haven’t).
After this excerpt it talks about Eliset and her mother for a while before cutting back to Scarlock.

There’s quite a lot of conversation before anything dramatic happens, so the question is, having read this, would you have a chapter and a half’s worth of patience before thinking it was too dull?

All feedback gratefully received; text follows.

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It was a time of dark dreams. They washed in like flotsam on the night tide, slipping beneath doorways and window latches, rising through the streets and hills; and the little fishing-town of Scarlock foundered deep.

The moneylender dreamed of the woman they said was his mother. The fury of her fit over, she subsided on the dirty straw of the madhouse, seemingly unmoved by the stench and the noise. She made no sign of recognising her boy; he was glad. He wanted nothing to do with her. Then the twitching began. His heart began to hammer as he realized that it was happening again. Like the mad woman, his muscles convulsed, and he jerked and raved like a puppet on its strings until he was gripped in the clutch of the padded shackles, pulling him in to share the cell with the drooling wreck of his mother.

The bodyguard dreamt of his final boxing match; the crowd chasing him, the broken shoulder that ended his career, and the brandy he laced with Angel Feathers to dull the pain. He wanted to give up the drug, but everywhere the Angel Feathers touched him a sore blossomed, gaping open like a hungry mouth, while he moaned with bitter pleasure.

The thief dreamt of the storm in which her parents had drowned. Dark waves thundered, smashing onto the reef where the ship’s bones lay broken. The wind-whipped surf lashed up and fell like salt rain. Somewhere in the voracious waters the thief’s memories were dissolving, but she could do nothing; she had to hide. It was not so much for herself, but the young girl whose beauty shone out, burning through the tattered cloak that the thief held up to cover them.

And further out across the sea and high up into the mountains the dreams insinuated themselves, even into the heavily-guarded sleep of the Mother of the Shantari….
…the old woman awoke in tears, full of the piercing sorrow which never left her. The time was close, so near that the echoes of it haunted her dreams, and of all her people, the most terrible sacrifice had been demanded of her. She wanted to rail against it, but this was the price of being guard and guide to her people; the women of her line were gifted, but the balance had to be paid in the blood of their own.
With an effort, she hauled herself out of the bed and crossed the room to open the heavy green shutters and then the window itself. She looked out over the harsh craggy slopes that fell steeply to the dark green of the tree line.  Up here on the shoulders of the mountain it should have been bitterly cold at this time of year, but the hare was still wearing his summer coat and the waters of the stream were running freely.
The signs were everywhere. She grimaced; she was deceiving herself like a silly old woman, hoping against hope that she was wrong when in her bones she knew the truth.
“Mother?” Eliset paused in the doorway. “I dreamt it again, the same vision as before; about her.”
“The Lady?”
“Yes. She was walking along the pale beach, and behind her the sun rose over the Dark Seas. What does it mean?” Eliset hesitated, looking keenly at the older woman.  “Mother? Your dreams walked a different path, again…”
“It was Absalom….” Her mother’s voice was barely a whisper. “It is always Absalom. I cannot see beyond his death. I cannot see anything but his death. I cannot see any way for it to end that could possibly make his death anything but wasteful. And I cannot forgive myself for setting his feet on a path that can only lead him to death and the Dark Waters.”
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So: thoughts, guys? Reading this, would you want to read a bit more or have got a bit bored yet?
All comments gratefully received…

Thanks;
JAC