‘Dark Magic’: the cover

People keep telling me that an important part of launching a new book is the cover reveal. So here (drum roll!) is the cover for Dark Magic. It was designed by David Slaney, who I think has done an amazing job.

Dark Magic is now available for pre-order on Kindle at mybook.to/DarkMagic. (For some reason this link is giving some people trouble. If it doesn’t work for you, just search Amazon.) It will be published, appropriately enough, on Halloween. A paperback edition will be along shortly.

Dark Magic counts as a novella at just 33,000 words, but I hope you will savour every one of them. It costs £1.99 in the UK and $2.58 in the US.

Dark Magic is a tale of magic, murder and malicious mendacity featuring supernatural goings on and splashes of both blood and dark humour. It is something of a departure for me and I hope you enjoy it.

Baby’s blood… Virgin’s tears… Chainsaws… It’s remarkable what some magicians keep back-stage.

Two magic shows: the Maestros of Magic touring the country, playing provincial theatres; the Carnival of Conjurors successful in the West End. When the Maestros learn that the Conjurors are using real magic – Black Magic – to do their tricks they decide that they must use their own, distinctly unmagical, stage skills to stop them. Soon people are dying on stage – but can the Maestros really beat a team that has the devil on their side?

Exciting news! (Well exciting for me anyway.)

I have a new book coming out.

If you missed the tweets or Facebook posts, I have some news this week. I’ve written another book.

This is a complete change from me. First, it’s a novella – just 33,000 words. I like novellas. They tell the story that they have to tell and then stop. They are convenient in today’s crowded lives because they don’t take that long to read. My apologies to those, like one of my friends who read a draft copy, who want more words because, they said, they enjoyed it so much. None of my other six books are under 75,000 words and some run considerably more than that, so there’s no shortage of words you can read from me if you feel the need for them. I didn’t want to pad this one out, so I tried to make every word count and I hope that the ride is short but exciting.

The second big difference from any of my other books is that this is not historical fiction. It’s very much set in the world of today. It’s about two companies of magicians: the Maestros of Magic touring the country, playing provincial theatres, and the Carnival of Conjurors who are storming to success in the West End. When the Maestros begin to suspect that the Conjurors are using Black Magic to achieve their incredible illusions, things get nasty. Soon “dying on stage” isn’t just a figure of speech.

The book is called Dark Magic and bits of it are very dark indeed, but there are a fair few laughs. It’s nice to have an excuse to give free rein to my twisted sense of humour.

It has being huge fun for me to write. Just as with my historical novels, I did have to do some research – but the research consisted of chatting to magicians and watching tricks on YouTube. It made a pleasant change from days spent reading 19th-century correspondence.

In another break from the way I have done things in the past, this one is being self-published. Publishers are generally unenthusiastic about novellas, so this seemed the best way to get it to see the light of day. If it’s successful, I will probably self-publish more of my historical novels. The way that publishing works these days, selling to a publisher takes a lot of time and effort and the benefits aren’t as obvious as they were when publishers had fewer authors and were in a better position to offer them support.

Self-publishing does mean that I have to do all my own promotion, including things like sort out the cover. I have a very beautiful cover, thanks to designer Dave Slaney. I’ll be revealing it on Friday. Look out for my blog post then.

The Bastard Princess and the Altar Cloth

The Bastard Princess and the Altar Cloth

I used to find the Tudors ever so confusing. Henry with all those wives; the two daughters that everybody remembers and the son that everybody forgets; so many queens called Katherine (or variants thereof) and one too many called Mary. And who was Lady Jane Grey and how did she get to be the Ten-Day Queen?

Fortunately, I’ve just finished reading Gemma Lawrence’s The Bastard Princess. I did feel it was less a novel than a literary form of that popular television genre, the drama documentary. The result, though, is that despite its limitations as literature I now feel I understand a lot more about the history of those turbulent times. That turned out especially convenient as last week I went to see the Bacton Altar Cloth at Hampton Court.

What’s the Bacton Altar Cloth and why is it at Hampton Court?

The Bacton Altar Cloth is, as it sounds, a cloth that covered the altar at Bacton Church in Herefordshire. Like a lot of altar cloths, it’s a richly decorated piece of fabric. For over a hundred years it’s been hanging behind glass on a wall of the church because of its age. It was associated with Blanche Parry, who was the Chief Gentlewoman of Elizabeth’s Privy Chamber, who came from Bacton. Only recently it has been identified as being made from fabric cut from a dress.

In Tudor times there were strict, legally enforceable, rules on who could wear what sorts of cloth and the presence of silver thread in the fabric meant that it must have been worn by a very high status individual. The quality of the work and its similarity to dresses shown in contemporary paintings of Elizabeth suggest that the dress would have belonged to the Queen herself and that the fabric was gifted to the church after Blanche Parry’s death.

I was lucky enough to get a very close look at the cloth and to be able to admire the amazing embroidery on it.

 

Being able to look at fabric that was almost certainly worn by Queen Elizabeth provides an astonishingly direct link with the past. It made me particularly appreciate the understanding I had got from Gemma Lawrence’s book.

Of course there are lots of other links to Elizabeth at Hampton Court. When I was there we even had an Elizabethan lady talking about them.

I was particularly intrigued by this painting showing Henry with his family, which Lawrence discusses in her book. It’s a completely imagined scene because it shows Edward as a young man and features his mother, Jane Seymour, who died very soon after he was born.

Elizabeth is the figure on the right of the picture. In The Bastard Princess, Lawrence has Elizabeth asking the painter to make sure that the jewellery she is wearing is not too obvious because it might have been seen as treasonous by the king. That made me look very carefully at the figure of Elizabeth.

Do you see the necklace? Here’s a closer look.

The letter ‘A’ is clearly visible – a remembrance of her mother (in the book it actually belonged to her mother), the woman Henry had executed as a traitor.

Elizabeth’s choice of jewellery says a lot about the woman. She was strong-minded and courageous. (According to staff at Hampton Court she was also short-tempered and could be vicious, aspects of her character that Lawrence only touches on.) Thanks to Lawrence’s book I understood  a lot more about the woman and I knew what to look for in that painting.

If you want a readable introduction to the period, I recommend The Bastard Princess. If you want to get a real feel for court life then, you really should visit Hampton Court. If you get the chance to see the Bacton Altar Cloth, do make the effort. It’s on display until 23 February 2020.

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Wales

Wales

After three weeks of remorseless Napoleonic history, I thought we’d all like a change, so this week is going to be just photographs of Wales.

I love Wales, specifically mid-Wales – the bit that isn’t the valleys or the tourist mecca of Snowdonia. Mid-Wales is sheep and hills and an enormous amount of nothing. You can walk all day and not see another human being, but you will see some stunning scenery.

 

 

If you follow me on Twitter, you will know that I love taking photos of Wales. I love the light and the amazing skies.

 

 

There is also a lot of opportunity to take “arty” photographs.

     

I have fun with my camera, though lugging a chunky SLR up some of those hillsides gets wearing eventually. I’m happy that the cameraphones are getting steadily better!

I’d like to share my pictures online, but I’m not sure of the best way to do it. I’ve looked at Instagram, but it seems very limited on formatting (or am I missing something?). I could post more of my pictures here on my own website (there are some on my ‘Photos’ page) but if I put them up at full-res they take ages to load and then my site runs slowly. Now that so many people use Instagram, can anyone recommend a decent free on-line resource for this?

Meanwhile, I’ll leave you with this picture from last weekend.

 

Weirder War Two: Richard Denham and Michael Jecks

This is a follow-up to Weird War Two which I reviewed for the Whispering Stories Book Blog back in 2016. I enjoyed that, so the authors sent me a copy of this one to see what I made of it.

The short answer is that it is remarkably similar to the first one. I had thought that they might be scraping the bottom of the barrel, having used up all the best stories, but it turns out that besides killing millions of people, destroying many of the great cities of Western Europe, and wreaking economic havoc on an unprecedented scale, World War II provided an almost endless source of unlikely yarns.

There are stories of great heroism, some of which deserve to be better known. The defiance of those Jews who fled to the woods and raised guerrilla forces against the Nazis is not remembered as it should be.

There are, inevitably, stories of animals that fought alongside the troops – the most unlikely being a bear that fought with the Free Poles. More tragically there is the account of how hundreds of thousands of pets were put down, ostensibly to aid the British war effort.

There are one or two stories that I have never heard before, but which ring horribly true. The fact that Jesse Owens was not insulted by Hitler, but was refused a place at the White House reception for victors is quite shocking. Some other stories, though, are definitely not true. I really want to believe that Polish cavalry charged a German armoured column, but I have met historians who have traced this one down to the misreporting of an incident witnessed by an Italian newspaper correspondent. It should be true, but sadly it isn’t.

There are stories of criminals sheltering in the London blackout and German frauleins being taught how to make an SS husband happy (and no, sex was very definitely not on the curriculum). Anything that is even loosely associated with the war seems to be grist for the authors’ mill.

As with the first book, this one adopts a remorseless “factoid” approach that is well suited to the interests of the Internet generation. It’s designed to be dipped in and out of, but it’s easy to read much more at a time than you meant to.

There are occasional references to sources that have more information, but generally there is an absence of footnotes and you have to take much of what you read on trust. This isn’t a “serious” book about the war but rather, like the BBC, something that seeks to educate, inform, and entertain at the same time. On the whole I think it does this rather well.