Name the next book!

I have had to change the title for the next book as I found two books had been published as The Way West late last year!  We’ve been discussing it on my blog (you’ll find a synopsis here) and on Facebook and the two suggestions I like the best are Humphrey Goes West and The Talent Seekers.  As usual, I am paralysed when I have a choice and like both, but unlike my usual strategy when shopping or choosing puddings, I can’t have both!!

Please help me out by voting here! Continue reading “Name the next book!”

Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 3

Castle Haunn

A seasonal story in three parts.  Start here or find Chapter 2 here… or read on!

Chapter 3: An Engineered Solution

George above Sandy BayThe three persons went into the cave without noticing Dylan outside, but they soon noticed he wasn’t inside.  Uncle Heath wasn’t one of them.  The two he’d seen the day before, Scarface and the other, had met the newcomer who had got out of the flying machine.  He was a fashionable brindled colour with long wispy hair around his face. He looked rather exotic, thought Dylan. Now he could hear them arguing.

“If he got away, he’ll be dangerous, he’ll blow our operation wide open.” Continue reading “Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 3”

Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 2

Castle Haunn

A seasonal story in three parts.  Catch up on the first part here.

Chapter 2: Solstice

Tarn above HaunnDougall shivered as they stood in the arena listening to the Laird of Haunn giving the traditional Solstice Speech of Renewal.  Uncle Donal believed in using this occasion to ensure that everyone remembered their basic astronomy lessons, and had been known to point at someone and ask them to explain a finer point of planetary science.  Haunn were hot on planetary science.  There were lots of books on it in the library, and Donal received letters from people all the way from Castle Edin asking his advice and opinion on it. Continue reading “Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 2”

Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 1

Castle Haunn

A short story in three parts.

Chapter One: The case of the disappearing strawberry juice

Castle Haunn
Castle Haunn

Dylan sprawled on the edge of the crag, looking for anything useful on the rocky shore below. He’d fled as soon as he heard the screams of rage from Uncle Donal echoing through the rocky tunnels of Castle Haunn.  He wasn’t going to get blamed, oh, no. It wasn’t Dylan’s fault the lights had gone out and the ship carrying their provisions had missed the harbour.  It wasn’t his fault it was a dark and stormy night, so the captain of the ship had no chance of finding his way to any other safe haven either. But whoever’s fault it was, there would be no extra food, no extra wood and no extra strawberry juice for the next two weeks at least.

It was going to be a cold, cold, yuletide this year. Continue reading “Dylan’s Yuletide Journey 1”