Blurb After publishing some of his short stories on his blog, Hugh W. Roberts, who is dyslexic, received numerous requests to publish his short stories in a book. Here, at last, are 28 short stories that will take your mind on a roller coaster of a ride into worlds that conceal unexpected twists and turns. ‘Glimpses’ allows the reader a peek into the lives of everyday people who are about to have life lead them on an unpredicted path.

I've gone through the edited manuscript and returned it, now I've received the layout manuscripts, which I've just checked. Things are progressing nicely.. I am still hoping for a before Christmas release. Anyway, I thought you'd like a preview of the cover, so here it is. In this book, the group known as Wolf finally get to use the Sword of Sauvern on the man threatening their country.

Today is Armistice Day, the day when peace came to the world after WW1. It was said to be the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. For convenience, I suspect, it seems to have been moved to the nearest Sunday, As I'm having to spend a lot of time trying to get through checking the edited manuscript of my latest WIP, I'm unashamedly reposting the one I posted for 100years since the end of that dreadful war.

Remember, RememberThe 5th of NovemberGunpowder, Treason and Plot.I see no reasonWhy Gunpowder treasonShould ever be forgot. So we used to sing as Bonfire Night approached, but what is that rhyme all about? Here is a link to English Heritage's post about it. Take me to English Heritage I would normally have written about it myself, but I've received the edited manuscript of Immortal's Death and need to go through it. I'm consequently a bit short of time. I hope you enjoy reading about it.

Halloween Darkness creepsFear seepsHuman sleepsSpirit sneaks. Graves reopenDead awokenTombs are brokenTerror unspoken. Ghosts do rideFar and wideThose who diedWill not hide. Stay in bedShun the deadThis night of dreadTill dark has fled. Happy Halloween Everyone! If you liked my poems, this one comes from the book, From July to December. One Poem a Day, Book 2. You can buy it by clicking on the book cover in the sidebar.

Samhain Don’t go near the graveyard, darling.Samhain is tonight.Don’t go near the graveyard, darling. The dead will walk this night. Keep your candle burning, darling.Keep it glowing bright.Keep your candle burning darling.Be sure it gives you light. The bonfires have been lit, darling.To fill the dark with light.The bonfires have been lit, darling.

Hallowe'en The moon has hidden her face tonightTurned away from the Earth.The clouds are scurrying away in frightFrom what the night may give birth,For tonight the veil is thin. The wind is blowing the leaves around.They hide in crannies and nooks.Cowering, shivering, hope not to be foundBy phantoms, ghosts and spooks,For tonight the veil may tear.

There were several festivals that were held by the ancient pagan Celts, one of which was Samhain (pronounced Sowain). In order to wean them away from their pagan worship, Pope Gregory III, in the 8th Century, established November 1st, which had been the pagan New Year, as All Saints' Day, and November 2nd as All Souls' Day (all those Christians who had died unknown).

As it's Halloween week, I thought I'd post a few of my Halloween poems. I'm going to post one each day until Halloween itself. In the Haunted House The wind it blows cold.Like ice down my back.I try to be bold, But courage I lack.In the haunted house. It seemed such a larkWhen we set off tonight.

First of all, before I begin this post, I would like to say that I tried to respond to the comments and suggestions that many of you gave for my story based on Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. For some reason, WordPress said they couldn't respond. Apologies. I hope the replies get through eventually. I did try several times! …

I'm writing a story inspired by the fairy tale of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, but I've hit a plot hole. Briefly, a couple who want a child decide to have one by IVF. They have a little girl they call Molly. They are well off people, the father being a successful business man. Sadly, Molly's mother dies in a car crash.

Today is the 959th anniversary of the Battle of Hastings. This is probably the most important battle in the history of England. It changed our country forever. But before I begin, I would like to state that I'm not a historian, and so I might have some of these things wrong, especially where people have the same names! Edward the Confessor was born between 1003 and 1005, the son of Æthelred the Unready and Emma, sister of Duke Richard of Normandy, He died in January 1066 and had been king from 1042.

I was looking through some of my photographs the other day and came across several of lovely trees. I thought I'd share them. I love trees, and they are so important, not only for helping with removing carbon dioxide from the atmosphere and turning it to oxygen, but also to preserve other wildlife.

I thought you might like to know that I've just signed the contract for Book 4 of The Wolves of Vimar series. It's called Immortal's Death. I'll keep you informed as to the progress!

Recently there have been flags appearing on lampposts, bridges etc. These flags are mainly those of England. The organisers claim they are to raise patriotism. In fact, though, it was organised by right wing people Some authorities have removed these flags as they were symbolising the extreme right. My immediate reaction was to do so, but that might have caused more disruption and potential violence.

I saw an advertisement for something called Designerr. They were saying 'Publish a book in minutes without writing a single word'. As a writer, I think this is disgusting. I emailed them to their help line, which was the only method of getting in touch unless you wanted to sign up, and got a reply asking how they could help me.

I apologise for going missing for a couple of weeks. I've had a few family problems, and while not entirely resolved, I've now got a bit of energy back. So here is the final part of Carthinal's Practical Test. Carthinal has successfully negotiated the labrynth where the test takes place and faced and defeated several enemies as well as using his intelligence to solve some problems.

This is the second part of a chapter I removed from The Wolf Pack. It wasn't adding anything to the story, nor to our view of Carthinal, either. This hasn't been edited, nor critiqued, so please forgive any blatant errors. Carthinal was excited to be taking the exams that would end his apprenticeship. There were written ones, but it was essential that a mage should prove he could use magic safely so a practical exam was also deemed essential.

During the writing of The Wolf Pack, I decided to eliminate a chapter where Carthinal took the practical test to end his apprenticeship and enter the world of full mages. This is part of that chapter. I'll post more of it eventually. Probably next week. Please don't judge it too harshly. It was my first ever attempt at writing a novel!

Last week I sent the manuscript of Book 4 of The Wolves of Vimar series. It's called Immortal's Death. I thought you might like to know a bit more about the world of Vimar, so here's a post about it. Map created using Inkarnate Vimar circles its sun in almost exactly 360 days. This leads the people to have divided their year into 12 months of 30 days.

Hi, Everybody. I'm back from my July break, now and am once more starting my weekly blog. Here's a poem for today from my poetry book July to December, One Poem a Day. It's today's poem in the book. Image by DiDeeChen from Pixabay Decisions. I went out for a coffeeTo my local coffee houseThe girl who was serving me…

It"s the first of July, and here in the UK, and in Europe as a whole, we're having some scorching days. I've decided to take a little break from blogging for this month. I will, however, still read and comment on your posts. So, to give you something to go on with, here's today's poem from my poetry book, From July to December.

Overview. This is book 9 in the Camilla Randall series, although it can be read as a standalone. The story keeps you guessing until the final reveal. It would make a great beach read. Blurb When Camilla Randall allows a neighboring business to hold a "Moth Hour" storytelling event in the courtyard of her beachy California bookstore, she finds an inconvenient corpse left in the audience after the event.

Sorry not to have posted for a couple of weeks. I don't know where the time has gone. Anyway, here are a few laughs. These are courtesy of Bluebird of Bitterness. I hope you enjoy them. Click the button to go to Bluebird's post. Take me to Bluebird's post. I hope you find these as funny as I did.

I'm not an American, but I am concerned about what is happening there. It will, and already is, affect the whole world. After reading this, I felt I must reblog it. Many of my followers, and others who read my blog occasionally, are from the US and are worried about the way things are going. Mike isn't the only one affected in this way.