THE END - Finally

I can't quite believe it. One year in the writing of this story and I was finally able today to type the words THE END on my second book. I now feel like a writer. It shouldn't have taken a year to write but if you work for a living then writing has to play second fiddle to life's priorities. But still a year is ok.

It's a remarkable feeling to finally grasp the end of the story. To know that the story has a beginning, middle and an end. That the idea you started out with, might have wobbled along the way, gone round a few odd corners and climbed a few unnecessary mountains, but it holds together. Whilst weeks of editing and rewriting are ahead, the story and the characters remain sound, and because of that it will become a book, one way or another.

And what a story this will be. Five Days of apocalyptic drama on the streets of England. The country held to ransom, characters forced to question who they really are as not only do they hold the answer to what's happening, if they don't face their fears then the consequences for the country are beyond comprehension.

Those who read my first outing in A Very English Revolution will recognise some of the characters. That was just the beginning as Five Days pushes their passion, friendships and obsessions into an unprecedented nightmare.