Okay… so… let’s see a brief look into James Camden’s Follies…
Excerpt from Camden’s Follies Book 1, Part 2 – The Garinthian empire rises to battle or War comes from the Stars
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4: The Arch Nit Colony
McTavit and Fizbark quickly referenced the location of the descending Garinthians and activated the train on the platform so I could get there in a timely fashion. Cynthia, on the other hand, was going spare as predicted.
“…. promised that you’d do nothing heroic! Why can’t Havershime or McTavit…”
I cut her off, yet again, in mid rant.
“ Once again, I’m a better shot, I have the element of surprise and they’re descending and I can blast them before they discover this little gem below the ground. Nothing fancy or dangerous, just me sitting and shooting them before they can report. Now be a good wife and prepare to start jamming their radios as soon as McTavit gives you the frequency…”
I heard a crustacean level grumble from behind me.
“ Er, my mistake, I meant mister Fizbark shall relay the frequency and mister McTavit will keep an eye on the soldiers and me appraised. Drake already has his hands full with guarding these two so it’s impossible to do anything else. Now please be so kind as to calm down and don’t worry… this will be a piece of cake, honestly!”
I mentally crossed my fingers and made my way down to the train. Thankfully, no signs of insect or other activity at the lower levels. On the other hand, this was too quiet and I hated how that usually meant…
I nearly flew out of my skin! It was some sort of bat like creature, one of what seemed a few hundred in the ceiling. This one skimmed me to the floor and clung to one of the posts on the other side of the tracks. Four eyes, double wings and of course it just had to have fangs! Big pearly white and bared at me like I was a morsel of food. Was it just me or did all these predatory types find me delectable? It poised itself to spring when I shot it. The explosion sent goo all over the walls and woke up its brethren on the ceiling. Only option was to run for it and fast! I made into the train and slammed the door behind me, once again hoping that this was safety. As the lights automatically came on, I became more reassured and made my way to the engine car, or so I hoped.
That’s a teaser from the second part of the adventures of Doctor James Camden. Please enjoy and buy the book!
Okay, one more time, only the author can create a great story. End of discussion, end of argument. When the egoists/egotistical American side realises this we’ll all be better off. Editors get the finished product for polish, true enough – but they are NOT the ones who created the story and I’ll be damned to the depths if I give them credit for making a story of mine great!!
Working on reformatting my poetry collection for Amazon sales. My horror action is doing better than my action comedy, * shrug *
I’m editing Part 3 of James Camden’s adventures. I do hope that all who dive in begin at the beginning and finish this one off with me…
Elder offensive – the conclusion to the Universe saving from Cthulu tale, should be out relatively soon! I promise and swear to finish this one…
With much death destruction and the occasional Al Gore – truly scary!
For now, I’m off…
Till next time ~
~ The Pirate Poet