You can’t fail to have noticed that the next book in the Touchstone saga is out this summer – BRIGHT STAR RISING – where Buffalo Bill meets the Peaky Blinders and the Wild West spills out onto the streets of Victorian Birmingham.
Thinking of how to do something different with the launch, I hit on the idea of a location from the book. Getting 100 Lakota braves to ride down New Street (as Buffalo Bill did in 1887) was a bit beyond my budget, but what if I could stage a launch event somewhere more achievable, like St Mary’s churchyard, or… well, look at that… how about the Moseley Dovecote?
The new cover features a mysterious, menacing figure (is it William Bury, Daniel Pearce or Tom Conway?) standing in Birmingham’s old Council House Square (now Victoria Square, of course). You can see the Council House to the left, and Christ Church to the right (the old landmark which features heavily in this proto-Ripper tale). Continue reading →
This weekend saw the launch of the latest novel in the Touchstone series. Bright Star Falling picks up Kath Bright’s story following the mysterious events at the end of Touchstone (6. Fade to Grey)…
And it’s a major departure from previous Touchstone stories, all of which have been located in Birmingham, UK. The series so far has pretty much been a whistle stop time travel tour of Birmingham’s history over the last 130 years.
My Punk Publishing book (co-written with David Wake) is nearly ready, but not quite, so the UK tour is still at the planning stage. But we’re scooting along to the Tamworth Lit Fest to talk about how self-publishing indie authors took over the book world and how you can do it too.
This week I published a new novel. Nothing unusual in that, but this one’s a bit different.
First, it’s not a new novel — it’s about 25 years old. Second, it’s not by me. Third, it’s by a writer who went missing for twenty years and who still remains something of an enigma.
The tale of how I tracked down Chuck Loyola is almost as mysterious as the brooding, dark, angry, noir-ish novel, Blood Libel, itself. Almost, but not quite. But as publishing stories go, it has a few twists and turns and a whiff of mystery. Continue reading →