An interview with fantasy novelist Rick James

SN: Sisters Noire (unless otherwise indicated, interviews conducted by Ed Evans).
RJ: Rick James.



SN: I read on your blog that you have worked as a teacher. Could you please give a little background about you?

RJ: I continue to work as a teacher in three areas that inform my work and the work – I hope – of others – 1) EFL; teaching foreign students the language and culture 2) a writing teacher; teaching people as on my blog about what have I learned working with the world’s foremost editors, and 3) a speaking and vocal coach, which is great for helping a writer define character traits, voice and motivation. Link here:


SN: Please briefly explain what it is you write


RJ: I write fantasy fiction that is in sync with the internet age; an age of science and of reason and, er, advertising. I personally don’t think a fictional evil army of darkness from an alternate dimension would stand a chance to “out-evil” a trio of young protagonists such as those in my book, due to the fact modern kids are too savvy as regards the conventions of fantasy fiction, and thus would always know what was “coming next”. This knowing, self-referential vibe is new for books (though common in movies), and is where I feel my work really tunes into the Zeitgeist. Either way, it’s tons of fun, and it is that aspect that caught my publisher’s eye; basically, every time you have a typical fantasy trope in my books, such as a “wise old elder sage” talking pseudo-Norse gobbledy-gook along the lines of: “to find the magical Stone of Eragorn will be a hard and dangerous journey” you have a kid counter: “forget the journey … cuz! I’ll just find it on EBay.”


SN: Does your book have a title?


RJ: Regrettably, due to contractual and marketing obligations I am not allowed to reveal this yet! Stay posted …


SN: What genre would you say your book falls under? Is it a sub-genre of fantasy?


RJ: Tricky. In a sense it is a new genre, spanning and incorporating many genres, due to the self-referential aspect. How to name it? I personally don’t believe in magic or in the supernatural, and, thus, the “fantastical” goings on in my books require science to satisfy the protagonists and help them defeat it – so they simply Google the answers they need! The genre, then? Maybe it’s “Internet Steampunk” – replace an array of Victoriana contraptions with Google and the net. How about “Sci-Fan?” Or a “mash-up of mash-ups?” Hard to say. Maybe the critics will define it for me.


SN: Could you please explain a little about the genre for our readers? (if a sub-genre)


RJ: As mentioned – and I am about to post a blog article about this on my site – I write plausible, fantasy with the fantastical elements “explained”. If a magic wand is waved – fine. But I want to know the science behind it. If a ghost is spotted, sure. But I want to know the mechanics behind the EMF that potentially allows for this phenomenon. If a goblin or elf (god forbid!) rears its annoying head, I want to know the anthropology, lifecycle and evolutionary providence, or I’m bored. Suspension of disbelief is one thing, being patronised and cheated is another.


SN: What inspired you to start writing?


RJ: I have always written in one capacity or another, and then I came up with this concept that got me noticed – though that potted history makes it seem easier than it was.


SN: What are your favourite books/TV shows and have they influenced your writing?


RJ: My favourite books are an eclectic lot: His Dark Materials, Phillip Pullman, The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemmingway, The Trial, Franz Kafka and 1984, George Orwell and others too numerous to list. I mainly watch movies made from books to assess the story elements that are universal (I am a screenwriter), as well as a lot of fantasy/sci-fi stuff, comics, manga and anime. Check out my article to see how I view the world from the perspective of films.


SN: Do you have a specific writing style?


RJ: As above, I like to experiment with styles. Teaching English has taught me to be flexible and expressive: English as a language does not, in my opinion, exist; English as a versatile dialect does. I am frequently criticised for this opinion, but I suggest anyone unhappy with this notion should check the evolving history of the language for 300 years from 1066 – and get over it! You can’t master a discipline until you accept its conventions or, indeed, lack of them.


SN: Does your novel have a clear message?


RJ: Yes. My message is: A person must face their demons in order to be a complete person and in turn help others face theirs. If these demons turn out to be flesh and blood, well … I think many of us would agree we’ve faced our “demons” in the flesh; a person or persons who somehow represented what we fear most in ourselves, creating anxieties, tensions and situations that had to be overcome. (Anyone who failed to spot that last sentence as a near text-book definition of a story “villain” needs to contact me!)


My books ultimately pose this very interesting question: If your “demons” were to be personified in physical form and were to sit opposite you, then what form would these “demons” take – who or what would they look like, and what would they say to you? Now that (for most people) is scary as heck! My book is stock full of these scenarios, ones I think we can all relate to.


SN: Is the book based on real life events?


RJ: To an extent, conspiracy-style. Most names, places, historical events are well documented. By definition of my genre-defying concept, I have to make sure if my actual readers do Google stuff in my book, it is all there. Art imitating life imitating art… But I will leave it up to the reader to decide – Da Vinci Code-style – how much is “true”.


SN: Is/or would you like writing to be your career?


RJ: Already is, really. Off the back of this book the bills are starting to get paid through writing – thankfully. No mean feat. And I still keep my “day job” writing corporate copy and essays etc.


SN: Can you share a little of your work with us?


RJ: As above, really.


SN: How hard was it for you to reach the publication stage? Do you have any advice for writers seeking representation?


RJ: Hard as heck – isn’t it always? I think every writer has experienced that. But the landscape is changing a lot, and I describe my journey in detail to on my blog. The key is to network, and to always ensure you have a new angle on what makes your work a bit different, as well as a comparison of existing titles. Also, always have your promotional ideas at hand to discuss with a publisher. I am professional public speaker and put myself forward as a “personality” for interviews, teaching and talks; something like that. Bottom line: a good book … a great book … a work of genius is not the sales pitch anyone is looking for, even if such a claim were true. Regardless, no one will ever know if it’s true unless your book is published, promoted and delivered into the hands of your readers! So either way, a writer has to hustle!


SN: Do you suffer from writers block? If so, how do you combat this?


RJ: Actually, no – a free-associate thinker, I am a compulsive worker and if I stall in any area I simply transfer my efforts to another piece of work, hence the actual output is seamless, and I can recommend anyone try the same.


SN: I started reading your blog “The Fantasy Novelist” ( So far I have found it informative and I like that it is written in an active, conversational manner. The “show, don’t tell…” post caught my eye as I have read a lot of books that I would say use both writing methods. Are there any other rules in modern writing that you consider at best stuffy, or at worst, counter-productive for a fledgling writer to rigidly adhere to?


RJ: Very good question. In public speaking, by way of analogy, almost all the “rules” and “conventions” are passé, and I have written a manual on that subject here


(Any of your readers who would like a copy can have this with my compliments.) The same, I fear, is true of the rules of writing because they pigeonhole the activity and negate the creativity, thus defeating the object of the exercise – a creative Catch .22 if ever there was one!


Thus, the term “rules of writing”, if you look closely, is a bit of an oxymoron. You might as well have “colour swatches” for painting masterpieces! Sure, learn the basics, but don’t cling to them! The post you discussed was rather angrily received in some quarters by writers, I feel, who are too keen to rigidly adhere to “rules” rather than risk genuine creativity. English has more exceptions than rules and thus it is here where genius can flourish. So, bottom line, yes, learn how to build the box sturdily and well, but only so that you can think outside of it.
As regards specific “rules of writing”, they are too vague to counter – what we really have is a collection of meaningless aphorisms that make mediocre teachers feel a bit better about themselves. For example “write what you know”. How exactly does that “rule” help? Again, one would have to assume this means write your characters from the perspective of your own emotional experience, perhaps? Then why not say that? Make it clear. I can in two hours give you the complete theory (as opposed to “rules”) of novel writing, clearly and concisely, and anyone can ask me. A teacher must be clear and not rehash other people’s trite “rules” and third hand conventions.

SN: What challenges have you faced in your writing? Is there anything you find particularly challenging in the writing process?

RJ: Three things: editing, editing and editing!


SN: Do you have a typical writing routine?


RJ: I have to write when I can, usually early morning and weekends.


SN: What motivates you to write?


RJ: I am motivated by the chance to get my “big” creative, intellectual and philosophical ideas into an entertaining commercial format that many will read and absorb – if you get good enough, you can do that. I would cite Animal Farm, George Orwell as an example of this. That is what I am aiming for – if it can be read on many levels then readers across the spectrum can get what they want from it. I am also a screenplay writer and that is the number one consideration of commercial screenwriting: a high-concept idea that is accessible to everyone; if you achieve that, then your “big ideas” can be present as subtext. Thus, you can have your cake and eat it, and I want my readers to get that out of my work!


SN: Is there a lot of research involved in your writing?


RJ: Tons! The more research you do, the more you can leave out. Period. I will generally write 100,000 words and by the time the additional research is clear and the ideas are polished and concise, I can ditch 30,000 words! But I don’t know which 30,000 words have to go unless the research is sound. I liken the process to handing a block of fine marble and a chisel to someone and saying “I want you to carve me Michelangelo’s David” to which the person replies “how do I do that?” and the answer: “Easy! Just remove all the marble that doesn’t look like Michelangelo’s David.” It really is as easy and hard as that, despite the seemingly counter-intuitive nature of the exercise.

SN: Do you have any advice for other writers?


RJ: Did you hear the joke about the writer who got into writing for the money? Exactly! It is a good joke! Funny and true! My point is: if you can live without writing, do – it’s very hard work for little if no money most of the time. Otherwise, keep honing your craft and you’ll get there, and it is certainly rewarding in itself.


SN: Do you see yourself in your characters?


RJ: Definitely. This gets back to our updated definition of “write what you know” – all the ideas, philosophy and world-view are mine, otherwise characters tend to become two-dimensional “stock characters”. (Robert Langdon and Eragon et al, you know who you are!)


SN: Are there any particular tools you find useful in your writing?


RJ: Observation and talking to people. Also, I recite and act out my characters to get the descriptions and pace I need. Anyone interested in seminars where I lead these activities, please get in touch.


SN: Is there a specific way you plan your writing?

RJ: My editor has pulled me up on this. To make the process easier, I adhere to creating the synopsis/chapter breakdown and then writing it up from there. However, there is a lot to be said for just writing what you want and see where it takes you. Sometimes a journey is more interesting without knowing the destination when you begin.


SN: What books/authors have influenced your writing?

RJ: Again, Hemmingway. There are many, many writers who write well, but he writes differently – and be damned! Also, Orwell packs a mean punch. In my genre, I would have to say Phillip Pullman. However, ultimately a writer must find his or her own style and “voice” and this “influenced by” notion recedes. Defining influences, I feel, is for critics and posterity – a writer should get on with writing.


SN: Do you envisage your story as part of a series? if so will there be recurring characters?


RJ: Yes. That is the big idea. Where you have a group of young characters “facing their demons” in physical form, I would argue you essentially have by definition the subtext of every narrative ever written back to the first cave paintings and by extension of that logic every narrative yet to be written, so, er, I’ll have to crack on and write those – which should keep me busy! I already have the first two books in two other interrelated series written. Oh, one of these needs to be illustrated and I would be interested to hear from anyone who may like to be involved in that. Dark and Gloomy, Where The Wild Things Are-style illustrations.


SN: Do you have writing plans once you have finished your book?


RJ: Sequels, sequels, sequels! Also, the games are looking good!


SN: Can you briefly explain the setting or settings in your book?


RJ: My books are physically set in east London in many east London locations – but the action does shift “Wrinkle in Time”- style (another favourite book of mine) across dimensions. If you’re wondering exactly how and why a fantasy concept that is essentially larger than LOTR in scope would find a natural home in a part of town that is sometimes dangerous and deprived, then your surprise is as great as mine was. But the logic is inescapable: If you were looking to find, say, a trio of kids to fight the forces of darkness, how in the heck do you think a trio of middle class wet-behind-the-ears magician dilettantes (HP et al, you know who you are) could do it? No, you would need a trio of hip, street smart kids that are scarier than anything they have in the dark dimension, and the street kids round here are precisely that. So that fun concept is the engine to this series.


SN: Can you briefly explain your core characters?


RJ: Basically, as above. Ethnic. Hip. Cunning as a trio of foxes. In other words: “Street” … innit.


SN: Thank you very much, Rick.

An interview with John White

SN: Sisters Noire (unless otherwise indicated, interviews conducted by Ed Evans).
JW: John White.



SN: An interview with South West based author John White on the 16/06/2012 sat in the Union Rooms, Plymouth with a nice latte.

John, you’ve done a lot with your life so far, could you give us a little background on you and where you’ve worked et cetra?


JW: I joined Courage, the brewers, in Bristol in 1963 when I left school – at the age of 17. I had several roles in the company, mostly involved in the development of the businesses that the company operated. Over the next thirty-four years, via Courage, I worked with Fosters and the Hanson group, then Diageo, and, finally, from 1995, as a consultant with the Asset Management sector of Nomura the Japanese wholesale bank. But, by then, I had become tired with travelling all over the place to business meetings. I rarely saw my family, so, when redundancy came I embraced it! And, when I was offered a new contract, I refused. Why put myself back into the rat-race that I was so happy to leave? And I had always wanted to paint and write and here I was at the age of fifty being offered the perfect opportunity to do that.


SN: So painting and writing – you said those two were lifelong ambitions?


JW: From a child I’d always been interested in art and writing and I enjoyed painting at school. I won a couple of National Association of Boys’ clubs competitions when I was in my teens. When I left work in 1997 and began painting seriously, I had three exhibitions, sold in two galleries in Plymouth and one in Bristol and really began enjoying this change of lifestyle. Success with my art spurred me on to writing and in 2002 I attended a series of creative writing courses here in Plymouth and then helped to form the Southway Writers group. Interestingly, despite my love of painting, when I began writing I found the need to write compulsive and from 2003 onwards I’ve not painted. Writing takes over your life and I am fortunate that my wife, Jill, is very supportive with my work. Latterly, in 2006, I joined the three other authors in Fortold Fiction, Jenny Cole, Silja Swaby and of course yourself, Ed. That group of friends gave me and my writing the impetus it, and I, needed.


SN: You have written a book, The Messenger, could you please explain a little about it?


JW: The Messenger came out of a story idea a friend of mine had – an author called Robert Shove. He had this concept of a soldier who is taken to a realm of war dead souls. In this realm, men, women and children, killed in war, suffer the pain of their deaths for eternity – and they want this soldier to become their messenger. They want him to stop war. A task that he knows is impossible. I created Jack Chandler’s story as a vehicle for the concept, because I feel strongly about how easily we can be led into war. I have photographs of children in war zones who have legs and arms blown off and other injuries, some we can’t see – like physiological trauma – and those images made me realise that I wanted people to think harder about conflict – about the repercussions of conflict. I think it was Plato who said only the dead know the end of war, but imagine that wasn’t the case, imagine death in war meant eternal suffering. How quickly then would we hand over our children to the military? How strongly then would we question the people whose agendas start war to ensure it’s the last resort, not the first, and certainly not for profit. So, when Special Forces soldier, Jack, begins seeing these dead people he is told he is suffering PTSD. Jack hopes it is, because, the alternative – that what he is seeing is real, terrifies him.


SN: So he doesn’t really know if he’s in his right mind or not?


JW: No, and I’ve left that for the reader to establish – is Jack imagining this or is this place real?


SN: It sounds like your book’s got a very interesting supernatural element, what genre would you say The Messenger belongs to?


JW: Good question. When I talked to one of the agents who had asked for the full manuscript, one I particularly wanted to work with, Camilla Bolton of Darley Anderson, she said she liked the characters and the plotline, but that she wasn’t keen on the subplot of the souls. She suggested I take them and the ‘other world’ out of it. When I asked her why, she told me it crossed genres – supernatural and thriller – and it seems publishers aren’t keen on books which cross genres. It took me two months to do the rewrite, but then when I reread the book it was just like any other thriller. The message that I was trying to create about war had gone and I realised then that I couldn’t go forward with it in that format. Everything came to a grinding halt and I had this fear that I had wasted five years writing the book and that it would never see the light of day. But, then, along came Kindle and I published it there in August of last year.


SN: To me the most interesting part of The Messenger is the supernatural element/


JW: It probably sounds arrogant, but I had this hope that when people finished reading The Messenger they would stop and think imagine if that’s true, imagine if that land of souls exists, imagine if people who died in war did suffer the pain of that death for eternity. What would we do then? I wanted to put that doubt in readers’ heads, because I wanted them to question more strongly the people whose agenda’s create war.


SN: Your protagonist Jack Chandler provides us with a strong yet troubled lead, an every-man against the world. What inspired his character?


JW: My father suffered a form of PTSD resulting from his three years in Egypt during World War Two. I was born in late 1946 and my mother, especially, and I, throughout my formative years, saw the effect that war had had on him. I don’t think the condition was investigated then as much as it has been since. I feel it’s an ‘unseen’ injury – and, often, out of sight is out of mind. So, having seen the behaviour this condition can manifest, I wanted to portray it in The Messenger – in Jack. But Jack is a modern military man and there were other military elements to his character which I needed to get right and I talked to military people to get the advice I needed.


SN: You’ve certainly done your research, if you could divide it up do you reckon research would be the largest part of what you’ve done?


JW: The book took five years to write and the research, I would say, was probably 65% of everything that I did. Not being a military man I had to check simple things that would come naturally to a soldier – like the SA80 Assault Rifle having a right hand ejector – making it a right-shoulder weapon. In one scene, Jack holds a child in his arms and needs to return fire. If he fired from his left shoulder the ejected shells could go into his face or hers. A soldier would know that. If I got that wrong they’d say, this guy doesn’t know what he’s talking about. I also had to research terrorist organisations, Iran, its Government, reference books on Special Forces, Iraqi language, Air Force One, because the Iranians have a similar plane in my story and I needed to know the layout. I telephoned a pilot at Plymouth airport (when we had an airport), to ask his advice about whether someone who had flown a Cessna 152 could land a 747. He said why would he need to do that?


SN: What were you planning?


JW: Mayhem! I told him that my character, Jack, is in a 747 loaded with explosives, on a collision course for Indian Point nuclear reactor just up the Hudson from New York. As I said that my phone line went dead – then started bleeping. The noise continued for a minute or so and then the line cleared. I phoned the airport again and talked to the guy from before. He asked why I’d put the phone down on him – I said I hadn’t. He suggested that mentioning a 747, explosives and Indian Point nuclear reactor in the same sentence probably had Menworth Hill or Langley in Virginia on my tail. He was laughing when he said it, but I did wonder if I had hit some trigger words at a listening post.


SN: In the story Jack must go up against the US. Would you say The Messenger is an anti-American book?


JW: No. I like America and have American friends. It’s just that it’s the most powerful country in the world and rarely does anyone stop it from pursuing its chosen course. I wanted Jack to put a spanner in its plans. In American films, the villains are usually Brits, so maybe I’m subconsciously turning the tables on that.


SN: Do you watch a lot of TV and films and do they influence your writing?


JW: I don’t watch a lot of TV and we don’t have Sky because, if we did, I’d be watching the Discovery Channel, the Sci-Fi Channel and UK Gold every day and I don’t want to do that, but I do like watching films. Especially films like Clear and Present Danger, the Bourne trilogy and such. It rarely happens, but if I find that I ‘ve got writer’s block, I’ll watch a film like Enemy of the State on DVD – that gets my mind back into ‘thriller’ mode.


SN: Fantastic films.


JW: I enjoy escapism films too, like Alien, Predator, and many more of a sci-fi ilk. That’s why I think my writing isn’t just about straightforward events, often I’ll link it to supernatural and alien themes.


SN: Was it important for you to set parts of the story in your local area? What was the reasoning behind this?


JW: I like to include the South West in my books because it’s such a beautiful part of the country. The film Warhorse was based in the South West and when Steven Spielberg came here to do it he said “We have three characters in this film – the horse, the boy and the landscape”. The landscape here is both rugged and intriguing and lends itself to a host of backdrops including mystery, romance, and, in my case, aliens! I think Plymouth is a brilliant city too with a great seafaring and military history. I especially like using the Barbican in scenes.


SN: Do you still find time to read? Are you reading something at the moment? Is it mainly research?


JW: I have a problem with reading at the moment and I don’t know whether any other authors have the same problem – we’re told that if we want to write we must read, read, read. I’m reading Fifty Shades of Grey and the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo at the moment. But the difficulty I’ve been finding over the last two or three years, is that every time I read a new book, I’m not absorbing the story but dissecting the writing.


SN: Do you see any parts of you in your characters?


JW: Rarely. I think it would be a mistake to put me into a book – I’m not that interesting. I’ve never been involved in intrigue or espionage or anything of that nature. I’ve led a pretty average life. I’ve had success in business, but I’ve never put my life on the line like guys in the military, the fire service or the police etc.


SN: Do you envisage your story as part of a series? If so will there be recurring characters? For example, without giving too much away, are we likely to see Jack again?


JW: Yes. The Messenger is the first in a trilogy and, in the second book, the situation with Jack and the souls will raise its head again. So will the fact that I don’t think we can trust Governments or politicians. Someone once said “Your Government is your worst enemy”, and whilst at the time I didn’t believe it, I find nowadays it has a relevance that concerns me – and that will crop up in the second of the series. I’m hoping by the third in the series the souls may have a reason for existing but not in the format that Jack sees them.


SN: Any work of fiction that takes your everyman and makes him question his government and what he hears in the media can only be a good thing. V in V for Vendetta says people shouldn’t be afraid of their government it should be the other way around.


JW: You’re right Ed. I think we forget that Politicians work for us, not us for them. That’s why I think prospective politicians should have to spend time living and working on the streets for two or three months before even being considered to represent the people. I think until politicians realise what it’s like to live that life, they can never truly know the people they represent.


SN: Do you have any advice for other writers who are just starting out?


JW: Writing can be an insular occupation. So, the first thing to get are writing friends, join a group, get feedback on your work. Make sure the feedback is honest. Sometimes that hurts, but when you realise the people who say “that doesn’t work” or “the character’s flat” or “you’ve got an opportunity here to do this or that” are doing it because they want you to succeed then it makes it bearable. Don’t be defensive. Learn from what they tell you. Go on creative writing courses – some are free. Write and read as often as you can.


SN: Do you think you could share some of your work with us?



Hit, Iraq – Aug 3rd 2010
 14.37 hrs – local time
The dust-covered 1998 Toyota Camry heading north-west in a line of traffic through Hit looked like any of the other cars journeying through this small town on the Euphrates … and that was exactly how Jack Chandler wanted it. He flexed sweaty fingers over the M4 Colt Commando assault rifle placed between his right thigh and the car door as he and the driver, Robbo Banks, scanned the roadside shops and derelict buildings they were passing.
As they headed out of the town, toward the blistering heat of the desert corridor to Haditha base, Jack’s mind flipped again between their clandestine commentary on their surroundings and the prospect of what lay ahead when he arrived back in the UK the next day. The former he could do almost without thinking – the latter troubled him. He hoped Sally appreciated what he was giving up for her.
A truck loaded with old tyres swinging out from between dirty white buildings stopped his thoughts and pumped adrenaline as it snail-paced along in front of them.
As Robbo braked Jack tugged up the Colt and checked back and forth along the road. No change in car movement or people busying themselves along the pavement – windows and roof-tops empty.
‘Clear,’ he said dropping the Colt back. He glanced at Robbo, the thought of them having a cold beer together back in Plymouth disappearing as the truck jerked to a halt – its front end turned toward the line of oncoming traffic.
Robbo braked again. ‘Where’s this twat going?’
Jack didn’t comment. He was staring up ahead, past the truck at a young girl in a yellow dress, amongst a group of people attempting to cross the road.
One hand tugged at the cloth of her mother’s black abaaya – the other pointed back across a hundred metres of wasteland to a derelict warehouse beyond a rank of shops on Jack’s right.
On the warehouse roof parapet the silhouette of a head and shoulders shimmered in the afternoon heat. A second silhouette tightened Jack’s gut.
He punched a fist at Robbo. ‘Machine gun! Three o’clock.’
A burst of 12mm rounds ripped across the wasteland dropping the people crossing the road – the shrieks of those crawling for cover silenced as the gunner opened up again.
More bullets cracked along the tarmac ricocheting off the bonnet of the Toyota.
‘Back up!’ yelled Jack.
Robbo rammed it into reverse, shunted the car behind them back a metre just as the fuel tank on the truck exploded. Blazing tyres erupted, tumbling onto the Toyota as it careered back onto the pavement braking alongside the row of shops.
‘Call it in!’ Jack grabbed his rifle, kicked the door open and checked the street.
Behind them the doors on abandoned cars were open – engines still running – drivers and passengers crowded into doorways. Across the road three more cars were locked together – bullet holes in bodywork, windows shattered, drivers and passengers dead. Ten metres past the truck inferno the girl was screaming in the middle of the road next to her mother’s crumpled body.
The machine gun stopped.
Jack darted to the edge of the rank of shops, peered around the wall at the roof-top gunner, then glanced back at the girl pulling frantically on her mother’s arm. If the woman was alive Jack could see no sign of it.
The girl turned and looked at him, and for a moment he couldn’t move – couldn’t take his eyes off hers.
Robbo’s hand gripped Jack’s shoulder. ‘Don’t even think about it.’
‘She’s a kid for Christ’s sakes.’
‘This isn’t our business. Air support’s coming in. We’re to sit tight, then move out.’
Jack’s dark green eyes refocused on the girl rocking back and forth – arms crossed over her small frame – mouth open, body straining to scream but no sound coming out. He jerked away from Robbo’s grip. ‘Cover me.’
‘Fuck it, Ja…’
Robbo’s words were lost in an exchange of fire as Jack raced to the smoking truck, rounds from the roof top machine gun cracking around him.
He choked in a breath stinking of burning rubber and poked his head around the smouldering remains of the cab.
Beyond the three shot-up cars two concrete pillars marked the entrance to a market. If he could grab the girl he could make for them.
The machine gunner opened up again and bullets swept along the length of the truck.
A round zipping up off its front wheel jerked Jack sideways as it hit the iridium satellite phone clipped to his belt. ‘Shit!’ he cursed.
Heart thumping, he turned, pressed his back against the cab door and stared down at the dangling remains. ‘Comms out,’ he bellowed to Robbo. ‘Hit that Raghead now!’
A sustained burst from Robbo’s rifle interrupted the onslaught as Jack pounded along the road, swept the girl into his left arm and zigzagged to the pillars.
Slamming them both behind one, he held her head against him as bullets exploded concrete off the column. He dragged in hot powdery breaths, blinked gritty eyes clear and checked on their position.
This wasn’t good.
The pillar barely shielded their bodies and the girl’s wriggling was making them an achievable target.
‘La-titharrak!’ His order to her, not to move, was lost as more bullets ate into the concrete and she screamed in his ear.
‘Maaku syaah.’ Telling her not to scream had little effect as she began shrieking again.
He hugged her closer – tried to calm her. ‘Don’t be afraid … la-tkhaaf, la-tkhaaf,’ he said edging a look around the pillar.
He ducked back as rounds whistled past erupting jars of spice on stalls inside the market. Suddenly, the warm, woody aroma of cinnamon filled the air and for a moment he was five years old again watching his mother bake apple pie.
More shells ricocheting off the pillar next to his head dispelled the image and he turned, squeezing the trigger on his Colt.
A second later his gun stopped.
He squeezed the trigger again.
‘Stoppage,’ he yelled at Robbo and slipped the girl to the ground behind his legs – his hand holding her shaking body.
He looked down at her. ‘La-titharrak.’
His warning again, not to move, had terrified, brown eyes and a dusty tear-stained face stare back at him while small shoulders lifted as she gulped air.
She must have been about eight he reckoned. ‘Look, I’ll get you out of this. OK?’
Her look told him she didn’t understand what he was saying. His language training before mission deployment generally consisted of shouting at people to drop their weapons or lie on the ground. Reassurance wasn’t a priority in his trade.
What was Iraqi for “I’ll get you out of this”? He couldn’t remember. He jabbed a finger at himself. ‘Sadiiq. Sadiiq.’
The girl didn’t look convinced that he was a “friend”. Maybe all she was seeing was that he was a man with a gun just like the terrorist on the roof. Jack looked down over his loose fitting shirt and jeans, and at the 9mm Sig Sauer P228 rammed into his belt, he didn’t even look like a soldier.
The distant screech of a jet stopped his thoughts and raised his pulse as he scanned the sky for the air support.
‘Umi. Umi.’
The girl’s cry for her mother and her body shaking against his legs made him glance down. ‘It’ll be alright,’ he said patting her back.
This time she didn’t look at him, didn’t take her eyes off the bodies in the road.
He raised his gaze again to the grey shape of a Tornado swooping down, vapour twisting off its wingtips.
The child’s questioning tone took his attention again. She was staring around the pillar into the road where her mother’s arm was half-raised.
It dropped back and the girl bolted from him, his rifle slipping to the ground as he made a grab for her – the ends of straggly, dark hair passing over his fingers as she ran into the road. ‘NO!’ he yelled. ‘Come back!’


SN: Thank you very much John, this has been really insightful.


JW: My Pleasure.



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An interview with Alice Macklin

SN: Sisters Noire (unless otherwise indicated, interviews conducted by Ed Evans).
AM: Alice Macklin.



SN: Hi Alice. To kick things off you could please give us a little background on you?


AM: When I left school I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do, so I figured I would do something that I loved which meant I might stand a chance of studying and getting a decent pass. I love the classics so I ended up having quite a narrow focus and just looking at classical literature going backwards from Homer to the ancient Persian epics, some of the Indian epics like Ramayana, the Epic of Gilgamesh and all that lot. And it was fascinating but it was basically three years of studying how the ancient civilizations told stories, how people wrote them and why, and how the stories traveled. At the end of it I had a good degree, useful for absolutely nothing. So I decided to use it for something interesting instead. My writing is based in those civilizations.


SN: Spiritus is an interesting title, could you please explain where it comes from?


AM: Off the top of my head I think it was a Platonic theory – each individual is made up of three parts: the physical body, or “Corpus”, the intellect, or “Animus” and the soul and emotions, or “Spiritus”. The book is focused very much on the relationship between a brother and sister, how what affects one affects the other as they grow up and get involved in a war, and how that affects their emotional control and their consciousness.


SN: What genre would you say your book falls under?


AM: Historical fantasy.


SN: You are well on the way with your book. Have you found it hard to reach this point in your writing? Have you thrown a lot of work away?

AM: I always throw a lot of work away – or rather, I put it into a separate note document so I can look back at it. In terms of getting to this point, the real challenge has been writing it around real life. That’s the hard part – you get to the end of your working day, you get home and do the laundry and the washing up and the cooking and then you just haven’t got the energy. I had a lot of help from my boyfriend who turned the TV off and stole the remote control, cut off my internet connection and wouldn’t turn it back on until I’d done at least an hour a night.

SN: You’ve got a very supportive boyfriend there.


AM: Very, very supportive, yeah. He even puts up with me having ideas in the middle of the night and getting up to write them down.


SN: Blimey, you want to hold onto him! A lot of people have problems with their family not understanding that they need space and time in order to write and when they’re not published they think you haven’t got a real job. They wonder what you are doing it for, that it’s a waste of time so that’s gotta be a definite plus for you.


AM: Yeah, I’ve been incredibly lucky in my family understanding what I do. My mum in particular. I’ve always written, it’s been like a mental disease. As a kid, my mum used to let me get down from the table in the middle of a meal to write something because she knew there was no point in not letting me do it – I wouldn’t be sensible until I had!


SN: Besides, your writing, you’ve also managed to maintain a blog – Everwalker?


AM: I find that quite helpful. You pick an issue or an aspect of characterisation or a plot device or whatever to discuss and you have to think about it clearly so that you can write the blog post. That means it becomes clearer in your own mind. It’s become a fantastic resource for ideas and incentive – there was one point where I had to justify the war in the plot continuing. I looked at various causes of war in history, the War of the Roses, the Second World War, and frankly none of those reasons made much sense. If you look at it objectively, fighting a war over resources really doesn’t make a lot of sense unless the need is absolutely dire. So I put the question on the blog and all these people came back with historical causes of war and digging under the surface a bit more, so it’s a kind of research tool as well.


SN: Do you have any advice for writers who are just starting out?


AM: I’m always a bit wary of giving advice because there are so many books out there that are packed full of advice and, to be honest, it just comes down to individual style. I think the biggest thing I could say was trust yourself, trust your instincts. Writing is an act of courage – not my quote, somebody else said, that but it’s true – you have to have a certain amount of self-confidence to believe that what you’re writing is something other people will want to read. Just trust what you’re doing. Practice will improve it – keep on reading and keep on writing.


SN: With all of this writing do you still have time to read?


AM: Try and stop me! I have three different books on the go at the moment. One is a present from my boyfriend to keep me writing, which is Stephen King: On Writing. The other one is The Midnight Mayor by Kate Griffin, which is the second in a series of urban/modern fantasy books, kind of akin to Rivers of London. The third is John Crowley’s Little Big which is a very interesting and different approach to the crossover between Fairyland and the real world.


SN: Do you envisage your story as part of a series or is it self-contained?


AM: I originally swore off writing trilogies because the fantasy trilogy is so overdone – everybody writes a trilogy and there’s often no reason to. One day I was commuting into work and – I’ve never had this happen to me before – this character just walked into my head, fully grown, demanding that I tell her story. She’s part of the world setting for the first book. It might turn into a – what’s the word for two in a series? A duology? So, against my better instincts, there is another story waiting.


SN: As well as your book, you’re running a poetry competition?


AM: Yeah, though competition is slightly misleading as that implies that somebody wins!


SN: There are no winners?!


AM: There are no winners. It’s just to help inspire people to write poetry. Every month five phrases are set and they can literally be anything at all – a word, a phrase, anything you like. Everyone has to try and incorporate those five phrases into a poem. If you don’t use all five, it’s not the end of the world and you can change them up a bit. The idea is just to get people writing poetry.


SN: To get the brain flowing.


AM: Yeah. I don’t set the phrases every month. Every month I ask people if they want to submit a phrase or two – we just take what comes first and what seems most interesting. I’m hoping at the end of the year we’ll compile an anthology – twelve rounds of all these poems based on the same five phrases, and you get to see how different the ideas are that come out of it.


SN: Do you suffer from writer’s block?

AM: I don’t have a problem with ideas, I have a problem with energy levels. I can always sit and write, it’s a question of whether I’m sucked into it or not, and if not – that’s when I have a problem.


SN: Do you have a favourite book?


AM: That’s a tough one. I don’t think I could pick a favourite book. It really depends what mood I’m in. Good Omens by Terry Prachett and Neil Gaiman saw me most of the way through uni.


SN: Has there been a dreadful amount of research involved in your writing?


AM: Oh yeah, absolutely. It’s the bits and pieces that you just want to get right. It’s craftsmanship. Little things, like did Romans use forks? They don’t teach you that stuff in a classics degree. But if you’ve got a conversation set during a meal, it might come up. So yeah, there’s been tons and tons of research. And of course the background stuff, such as why would you have a war and what are the causes of war. That was quite an interesting one, because I started looking at a lot of wars throughout history to see what the common causes were.


SN: Ridiculous really, aren’t they?


AM: They really are daft. It happens in real life but it’s so crazy you couldn’t get away with it in a story. There’s so much of that in history.


SN: Do you have any writing plans once you’ve finished your book?


AM: Oh yes. There’s book two, which will probably be called Corpus because that’s too cool a word not to use. Then I’ve got a modern urban fantasy one which is halfway written. I abandoned it because it needs hefty revising. I’ll probably get back to that.


SN: I imagine you’ll have learnt a lot since you were writing that so it might be a bit easier to pick it up. Last of all I wondered if you would be so kind to share some of your book, Spiritus, with us?



The slave takes me to a long room lined with benches and hooks. It reeks of sweat and leather. Stained tunics are piled in a corner, waiting to be laundered. I set my new clothes down and sort through them. A blue tunic, white braccae leggings, lorica and greaves. They all show signs of having been worn before. Old clothes for a new beginning.


I put them on slowly, feeling the unaccustomed weight and movement. Revel in the feel of it. This is really happening. I close my eyes for a moment, imprinting the memory, and then run my hands down my ribs. Time to go out.


Astraeus turns as I enter, and the pride in his eyes makes me feel a little shy. Praefect Gyges looks me up and down critically.


“At least you have the figure for a man’s uniform.”


“What do you mean?”


He gestures briefly. “No curves. Nothing distracting. Well… I suspect the sight of a noblewoman in uniform might distract for a while but they will get used to it. And the court beauties will soon remind them where to direct their gaze.”


“If they do not, I will,” Astraeus growls.


“Oh, grow up, Centurion. You will do her no favours amongst the Guard by fighting her battles.” Praefect Gyges stands and gives me a nod. “I expect great things from you, Optio Cirrus. Do not disappoint me.”


“No, sir.”


He walks out, leaving us alone in the room. Astraeus grins up at me.


“We did it, my sister. Welcome to the army.”



SN: Thank you very much Alice.


Interview conducted 15/06/2012



You can find Alice’s blog, Everwalker, here –

Author Interview with Paul Mannering

Author Interview with Paul Mannering.


SN: Sisters Noire (unless otherwise indicated, interviews conducted by Ed Evans).
PM: Paul Mannering



SN: Hello Paul. Could you give us a little bit of background information about you?


PM: I’m a New Zealand writer living in the capital city, Wellington. In March, 2007 I co-founded BrokenSea Audio Productions, with Bill Hollweg, a Texan artist. We release free audio drama and audio books every week, including an award winning Doctor Who series. During the day I work in project management for the New Zealand government.
I’m married, have a 21 year old son (who lives in Christchurch) and 3 cats.


SN: What inspired you to start writing? Is it something you’ve always done?


PM: I was raised on a farm near a small town and when I was seven our TV blew up, so I spent the next 5 years with only books to read and the radio to listen to. I started writing about the same time. I had some interesting source material, medical and forensic science textbooks, Readers Digest, National Geographic and old books of horror stories.


SN: What genre do you write?


PM: I write in a range of genres. My true love is horror stories. But I write in a range of genres. I like writing comedy, speculative fiction, sci-fi, The only genre I haven’t published in is romance. Though given the high demand, it is tempting to give it a go.


SN: You have already written books – Tankbread and The Man Who Could Not Climb Stairs and Other Strange Stories. Could you give us a brief synopsis of each?


PM: Tankbread is a zombie/sci-fi horror/action adventure set in Australia. Ten years ago humanity lost the war for survival against a spreading plague that brought the dead back to life as flesh eating monsters. Now intelligent zombies rule the world. Feeding the undead a steady diet of cloned people called Tankbread, the survivors live in a dangerous world on the brink of final extinction. One outlaw courier must go on a journey through the post-apocalyptic
wasteland of Australia. Fighting his way into the very heart of the apocalypse in the desperate search for a way to save the last humans and destroy the undead threat. His only companion is a girl with an extraordinary secret. Her name is
Else and she’s Tankbread. Along the way we learn a lot more about what Tankbread are, where they come from and ultimately how they can save the world from the dominion of the dead.


The Man Who Could Not Climb Stairs And Other Strange Stories is a collection of weird tales. The stories cover a range of genres, from old school creepy horror, to bizarro weird fiction. A recent review said that it was the best collection of short stories to come out of Australia or New Zealand in 2011.


SN: Tankbread looks like it involves a lot of zombies – are you a big zombie fan?


PM: Absolutely. Zombies would have to be my favourite monster archetype. I prefer the Romero slow moving dead type of zombie. The running zombies don’t make a lot of sense to me. As laughable as it sounds, I like my zombies to have a sense of realism to them. I’ve read the books and watched all the zombie films that one must watch to be considered a true zombie fan. As a mainstream horror staple zombies are reaching the end of their season in the sun. It is time for writers to move on to a new monster. The classics will always remain as such, but we need to avoid the over-saturation that comes with too much of a good thing flooding the zeitgeist.


SN: What else have you been involved in?


PM: Mostly writing and producing audio plays with various groups. I also edited a horror anthology called Tales From The Bell Club for Knightwatch Press earlier this year.


SN: What are your favourite books/films/TV shows and have they influenced your writing?


PM: My influences are many and varied. One of the first books I paid serious attention to was The Encyclopedia Of Forensic Medicine. A fascinating tome with hundreds of black and white photographs of the multiple ways you can die horribly. Being a kid is no reason not to be fascinated by horror. I have used a lot of the images I remember from
that book in many works since. I came later in life to horror films, but recall the old black and white movies that were more about suspense and the unseen horrors. In books I remember vividly being traumatised by a book called “The
House of Horror and Other Stories” it was presented as a collection of true stories and some of them were the kind of urban legend accounts we read about online all the time. But other stories were old folk-tales, such as ‘The Vampire of Groglin Grange’ and they were presented as true accounts. Of course not knowing the difference, that story in particular traumatised me for years.


SN: Do you have a specific writing style?


PM: It depends on what I am writing. I like to write fast and loose pulp action adventures. Tankbread was written in the first person, and one of my current works in progress is also written in the first person. Another work in progress (I have several novels on the go at once) is quite different in writing style.


I think the best way to stay fresh as a writer is to explore different ways of telling stories. The story itself often suggests the style.


SN: Can you share a little of your work with us?


PM: This is a scene from Tankbread…


Crystal Brook turned out to be an old farming town. A few wool-blind
sheep crowded along shop fronts, panting in the evening heat. Else
wanted to ride one, or pet it, or kill it and eat it. All good
options, but not before we knew who else might be here.
It seemed to be clear of the dead. Evols like towns. For years
afterwards some places had working lights and noise, even if the
living had fled. Light and noise attracts zombies like giant flesh
eating moths. In Crystal Brook there were no lights, not amusement
park rides ghosting in the night and no traffic signals blinking over
abandoned street corners.
We peered through dusted up windows and saw no signs of recent
habitation. Like all small towns, plenty of places in Crystal Brook
were boarded up long ago. You could always tell the early evacuees
because they boarded their windows up on the outside. Those who stayed
until it was too late boarded theirs up on the inside.
I lead Else down streets lined with wilting trees and crumbling
fences. The occasional sheep startled her, but we kept to the middle
of the road and out of the shadows. I picked a house at random, it
stood back from the road, a decent fence and mature trees shielding
it. Else squirmed at having to stand still for so long, she dropped
her pants and squatted to piss at one point. Other than that we didn’t
twitch until I was satisfied that nothing was moving in there.
Breaking in proved unnecessary, the front door wasn’t locked. I stood
in the kitchen, breathing the hot, stale air. No smell of rotting meat
and no sounds. I moved around the room, opening cupboards and not
believing how untouched everything was. In Sydney most places were
stripped-out wrecks, here it could be that the owners were simply away
for the weekend.
Else wandered off while I stacked cans of food on the bench next to a
can opener.
“Uuuuuuuugh!” Else’s choked scream sent me dashing through into the
next room, the sudden stink of rotting meat struck me like a hammer in
the face. I bounded through the door before I remembered that I didn’t
have a weapon in my hand.
The girl had puked thin bile all down the edge of a chest freezer,
grey with dust and smudged with her fingerprints. Now she was on her
knees heaving her guts out.
“Ah shit. Did you open that?” I pointed.
“Unnghh…” Else groaned and dry retched again.
“Don’t open those, just… don’t.” I helped her up and lead her back to
the kitchen. Cracking open a can of fruit juice I had to hold her chin
and pour it in, she kept turning her head away and whining.
Two cans of juice washed the puke taste away and she even managed half
a can of pears for dessert.
After I locked the place up we slept in the master bedroom until well
after dawn.


SN: I notice that you have your books published to Kindle as well as in print, could you please explain a little of this process? Did you find it difficult to publish via two distinctly different mediums?


PM: I did find it difficult, which is why I hired a professional book formatter. Lyle Perez of The Madformatter.
He has done excellent interior design and format work on all my books. Once I had overcome that hurdle it was a simple matter of working through the Amazon publishing process. They do their best to make it simple, but you must have a correctly formatted file to upload.


SN: What challenges have you faced with your writing? Is there anything you find particularly challenging in the writing process?


PM: The biggest challenge for Tankbread was the Christhurch earthquake of February 22nd, 2011. We lived in Christchurch then and the quake turned everyone’s lives upside down. It put writing on hold for a few months while we picked up the pieces. But then I started pouring all that into the story, the sense of disaster, the wrenching from
normality. The only thing that we didn’t have in Christchurch that year was zombies. Though I did write a short story about a zombie plague starting as a result of an earthquake…


With every longer work the challenge is to to keep the story escalating until the very end. So many stories are never finished because the writer hits that wall when the initial ideas are written out and then you need to build on that and have an ending in mind. Sometimes I have a clear summary of an entire story – other times I have no idea and let the characters tell me their story and I just write it down.


SN: Do you have a typical writing routine?


PM: I write every day. I tend to come home from work and do the usual evening chores, help with dinner etc and then I start writing. I try to write 2-4 hours a day. On weekends it’s easily twice that. I set my self daily goals – finish this chapter, write out this scene that has been rolling around in my head for a while or resolve a particular plot point.
Often a block will come up and I won’t know how to resolve it – until the answer comes popping into my head like a flash of inspiration.


SN: What motivates you to write?


PM: The voices in my head. The voices of a thousand characters clamoring to tell me their story. The way everything around me says, “There’s a story here.” I spend a lot of time regarding simple things and going, “What if?”


SN: As a published author, do you have any advice for fellow writers and those just starting out?


PM: Write. Write every day. Finish anything that you feel strongly about. Set yourself realistic goals. Above all, get a professional editor to review your work. Self-publishing is fine! Self-editing is not!


SN: What’s next on the writing agenda? Do you have another story or stories in the works? Can you give us some info on them?


PM: Current Works In Progress:
1. Engines of Empathy – a quirky novel set in a world where machines are powered by the unlimited power source called empathic energy. Of course there are dark secrets in this world and computer psychologist Charlotte Pudding is aided by the frustratingly attractive Vole Drakeforth to uncover the mystery that surrounds an antique desk, patchouli oil and the origins of the secretive Godden Energy Corporation.


2. Tankbread 2. A sequel to the first novel which continues Else’s story.


3. Dead! Dead! Dead! A plague that turns people into cannibalistic monsters is a chance for the biker gang The Locusts to embrace the freedom and anarchy they always dreamed of. But the dream has become corrupted and a small group from very different backgrounds are going to have to fight to survive against the spreading disaster and each other.


As well as audio plays, short stories and my day job writing IT project reports.


SN: Thank you very much for your time, Paul.


Interview conducted 16/06/2012


So there you have it, another great author interview with Paul Mannering.

You can find Paul’s books here –

Tales from The Bell Club –

The BrokenSea Audio Productions website is –