Step right this way, step inside, and see the greatest show ever to amaze your senses and baffle your mind. Watch! As a budding friendship is slowly but completely transformed before your very eyes! Marvel! At how stupid four very intelligent young people can actually be when confronted with life’s mysteries! Gasp! With indignation at the skullduggery and bad manners brought in the pursuits of love, fame, wealth, and let’s be honest, a lot more wealth. Blush! At some of the language! Laugh! Primarily at some of those waistcoats! Tremble! At the revelation of worlds beyond worlds and compacts most rare and Faustian!
Buy! This! Book!
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What’s it about? What’s it about? You’ve heard all this and you still need to know more? Allow me:
The year is 1900. An Earl, an engineer, a suburban philosopher, and an enigma meet at University and make a pact to learn the art of conjuring.
But nothing among the friends is quite as it seems, and soon the happy four are plunged into worlds of political activism, crime, despair, sordid trysts, and a Faustian compact which seems set to threaten their very lives, one by one…
The time has come for another book to be released into the wild, to flourish where it can, like a weed, and hopefully sow fertile seeds in the imagination. Or at least take up some prime real estate on someone’s bookshelf, which is of course identical to becoming an important part of their inner life.
The year is 1900. An Earl, an
engineer, a suburban philosopher,
and an enigma meet at University
and make a pact to learn the art
Consider yourself warned: the rabbit is out of the hat and the cat is out of the bag.
This is a tale of woe and rejection, or more appropriately of “writing something for a very specific market”. A while ago a call was out for short stories about rollerderby for an anthology of said stories, and I wrote a short story about a girl who receives a pair of magic skates by accident, because I thought it would be a nice change from the “by day a librarian: by night a FLAT-TRACK VIXEN” news stories that make up every single bit of media coverage about one of my favourite sports (for the interested, the only sports I really have any time for are: rollerderby, boxing, and MMA). Possibly due to my assumption that people would find this charming rather than weird, it didn’t get accepted.
I was considering posting the story here on the blog, and then thought “I know I’ll make it into an eBook and give it away for free on the Amazon Kindle site”.
Turns out Amazon don’t really like you giving things away for free very much.
Short story: Hannah Matchmaker is struggling to make progress as fast as she’d like at Rollerderby, until she gets her hands on some new skates…
A story for fans of Rollerderby who are already pretty au fait with the jargon.
So instead I’ve given it the lowest allowable price on Amazon, which is $0.99USD, and if you’re a Prime member or whatever you can borrow it for free. Sorry about that. I would rather it was freely available since it’s only a short story, but if you think a short story might be worth a dollar give it a go!
Matimeo Calvisia, spy and rake, finds himself in 16th-century Venice and faced with an apparently insurmountable challenge: the widely-read but narrowly-lived Padre Vito Bonifatigo is calling his credentials into question. The prickings of Matimeo’s pride lead him through a moral maze and dog him all the way across the Atlantic, but sooner or later something has to give…
Available from the Amazon Kindle Storeonly, this ridiculous tale of swash, buckle, and a lot of kissing should keep you entertained for a good many commutes. It has intrigue! Romance! And men wearing dresses! Bandits! Pirates! Spies! And someone who is hilarious inept at riding a horse!
This no doubt staggering work of literature can be on your Kindle/Kindle-app-supporting-device for the princely sum of $1.99 USD, which Amazon informs me is currently about £1.30, a price at which most Londoners would be hard-pressed to find much else, including a cup of tea.
You may notice that the author name on this book is “Melissa Snowdon” rather than “Delilah Des Anges”; it’s still me, I’m just engaging in what I’m informed is called brand management. Basically, since The Breaking of M is a rather different tone and genre to the rest of my books, it’s sensible to have it under a nom-de-plume and not confuse strangers too much with the sudden change in tempo.
That aside: please buy my book! Read my book! Recommend it to your friends! If you want to, obviously.