Free copy of the Shadow Seer to give away!

Giving away a free copy of the Shadow Seer, book 1 of Ellenessia’s Curse, to celebrate the release of book 2, the Seer’s Tower. It’s via goodreads, so you will need an account. For UK people only, as postage is pretty high as it’s a fat book!

 

 

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Ellenessia's Curse Book 1 by Fran Jacobs

Ellenessia’s Curse Book 1

by Fran Jacobs

Giveaway ends September 22, 2012.

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The Forest of Ghosts

Writing a new book is a strange thing. Suddenly you are at the start of something new. New characters to get to know, a new world to explore, new gods, new rules. It can be difficult trying not to repeat what has been written in other works, in not generating the same characters or using the same names or events. After all, those characters created in former works, or events, were loved and useful at the time, why would they not be again? And it has worked for some writers, one of my favourites, David Gemmell, often produced the same sort of female character, tight clothed, messed up in some way, often with a bow, and certainly the same sort of man, good fighter, but driven to what he does because of his past. A skilled killer, with a heart. And the sensitive type, always that hero’s friend. But i love those characters, Waylander, Rek, whatever name they are given, in whatever form they take.

But for me a new project means i can start again and make whatever i want, with whoever i want. Learn from the past, from mistakes in other works, develop characters in different ways, and make something new. Starting the Forest of Ghosts I find that my characters are already talking to me. The hero, Sylan, is older than Candale of Ellenessia’s Curse. He is more together, less flappable, less concerned by clothes and without any close family to put pressure on him. Nor does he develop friendships, especially with women, as easily. There is no Trellany, no Silnia, to protect him, guide him, to be a mother figure. He is more on his own. Sylan’s close friend, Darrian, is a tease, like Teveriel, but less together, in many ways, than the bard of the Ellenessia’s Curse series. This is how they are coming together, and I’m only a chapter in.

Things are different in their world, too. Magic is more accepted, there is a Collegiate for it, the center of magi government, and they rule the city of Eldenhaim which hosts that Collegiate, even though it is officially within the control of the King. Mages have their own system of government, of rule, power over the average mortal, like priests and bishops in our own world, to some extent. There is a fine balance to be kept between the king and the mages of Eldenhaim, which Sylan finds out as the book develops.

There are also cats in this book. Cats based on my own cats. And zombies, at least, zombies of a sort. Not the brain dead, brain munching types of horror, but a slightly more classical zombie, a spirit within a dead body, not necessarily its own!

But so far we are just a chapter in and Sylan, and I, have no real idea what is going to happen (though I have a bit more of an idea than he does) So on i go :)

New project

Rather than struggle through book 3, the Children of the Shadow, and produce something that suffers as a result, i have decided to take a break from it until after my holiday to Chester, beginning of Sept. I’m hoping a change of scenery and that that will get my thoughts whirling again. Until then I am working on a new project, not my faerie collection of short stories, but a novel about zombies and cats, call;ed the Forest of Ghosts. (Yes, it has ghosts too) It’s an idea I’ve had for a long time, set in a completely new world, so new gods, new kingdoms, new rules! I’ve been writing the story of Candale for so long it’s a little odd to do something new, but good, too. So far I haven’t done that much and of course it’s very rough, but I thought i would share the start as a teaser.

So here it is!

The Forest of Ghosts

THE BLURRED MAN

 

He was standing across the street from me, beneath the striped red and white canopy of a butcher’s shop. He was dressed simply in plain brown breeches and tunic. Nondescript clothes, to match his nondescript form, average height and average build. He could have been anyone, any man, doing any job, standing any where, if it wasn’t for his face. A perfect oval of pale pink flesh, framed by shaggy brown hair, nothing remarkable in itself, except it had no features only blurs of colour where his features should be. Brown smudges for his eyes, a red thin smudge for lips, he was an oil painting of a man left in the rain until his face began to run and blur together.

It wasn’t the first time that I’d seen him. In the last six years, or so, I’d seen him a dozen times. There didn’t seem to be any rule to when I’d see him, day or night, sun or rain, town or country, when I was alone, or with company, or hard at work, he would just be standing there, blurred features turned my way. He never moved, he never spoke, and no one else ever showed any sign of having seen him, but I knew he was there all the same, even though I had always been too cowardly to approach him myself. And tonight wasn’t going to be any different. Even if Darrian hadn’t been drunkenly throwing up, rather too close to my feet for comfort, I would have kept my distance. The Blurred Man was the sort of thing that it was better to ignore, than worry about.

Poster!

My talented website designer has put together a poster for me to take to Bristol Con and other promotional type places.

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Pretty fab! I just hope I’m able to get print copies in time!

Book 2, the Seer’s Tower, is also now available on amazon.com and co.uk in kindle format. If you’ve been waiting for it, get buying! It’s at a bargain price so no excuses really.