Hi all
Here he is again Edward Bayles, reprobate, fornicator and evil minded sod all wrapped beneath the cloth of God. Nasty is too nice a word for him, if there were any justice in the world Edward would have been drowned at birth. Despite all his evilness I actually like the man. Perhaps because like all writers we give our villains a taste of our own true self.
What personalities do we share? I am not saying, that is for you to discover, perhaps when you hear me on the radio on Tuesday you might glean a little of what we share. So tune into backporchwriters at www.blogtalkradio.com and discover the true David T Procter
This question comes up time and time again. "What is your book about?"
Dead Men Lie is a love story. Alright I can hear the groans from here but read on and see if you discover what I mean.
Samuel Worthington is torn between loyalty and the need for change, he finds love for a new country and is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice.
Abigail is torn between duty and love and is left bereft when her love dies.
Edward Bayles loves wealth and will do anything to achieve what he wants.
Joseph Wood loves himself and to hell with anyone who gets in his way.
Benjamin Turnbottle falls in love with both wealth and a woman, can he control either or will one overthrow the other?
Sarah, Wood and Lady Caroline Cobb both love excitement and are willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.
Sir Percival loves...himself,
Colonel Maitland loves the army and his King.
Adam Wood loves anything that is dangerous to achieve.
The entire community of Stormouth love the thought of picking over the bones of Joseph Wood and his empire.
Love is complex, it can bring people together and drive them apart. Add in the added layers of deceit, denial and betrayal and the reader has a potent mix. Dead men Lie will take you on a journey (everyone it seems, now has a journey) in the space of 400 pages you will discover what makes this town tick. How will Stormouth react to so much conflict.
Not bad but perhaps needs some work.
Until later
dave
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