"The meaning of life is not simply to exist... but to move ahead, to achieve, to conquer."
- Arnold Schwarzenegger
Remember that steampunk story?
My next release, In the Company of False Gods, further explores my steampunk universe and you'll shortly get a sneak peek of it.
But first, let's talk about what you could win.
You fancy winning a Kindle?
There's a 6” Kindle E-Reader with a glare-free, touchscreen display and WIFI, loaded with every book I've ever written ... and it could be yours!
Whether you already have one and need a spare, or a buddy of yours doesn't own one so maybe you'd love to give them a gift. Either way, here's what you need to do:
Stage 1 - Head over to Amazon and pre-order a copy of In the Company of False Gods (UK http://amzn.to/2wWg2U9, US http://amzn.to/2fitHen, or any country's local Amazon site).
Stage 2 - Take a screenshot of your receipt/order confirmation.
Stage 3 - Jump over to Facebook and post the screenshot on the pinned post at the top of the Book Launch page: https://www.facebook.com/events/133473963948543/.
This competition will close 30 minutes before the end of the launch party.
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Oh, and here's something ONLY for you guys. It's an extract from In the Company of False Gods:
Swerving around shattered glass and collapsed masonry, I launch my wheelchair down the ramp and away from the mansion. Lady Greyheron had been bounteous since employing me to build her a mechanical assistant. It is difficult to admit that I am not the man I once was and these days it seems I should be the one with an assistant. This slope was the first of many aids she had installed for my use.
I never knew I would be using it at such speed to chase my escaping automaton.
As I palm the wheels, my mechanical limb over-compensates for my weak one. I adjust and manoeuvre straight. Since the accident, that hand is not as strong as it used to be. The other no longer exists. Nor my legs.
Ahead of me, six months’ work bounds down my boss’s courtyard and into the night, trailing shreds of a tailored suit and rattling chains. And fire. My mechanical construct – my best creation since the accident – is escaping. I have failed. Again.
Even from this distance, I see jagged metal poking through the torn fabric. The flames rage as a result of two gas lamps that tore from the walls as it escaped. Those lamps had flown through the air, slamming into the construct’s frame – indeed, most of the apparatus and laboratory equipment did the same.
Somehow, the damnable thing has become magnetised.
It heads for the town … where there is a lot of metal. Railings, grates, roadside lamps, carriages and vehicles, and the zoo with all those cages. The more it attracts, the stronger the magnetic flux.
Gravel crunches beneath my wheels. I cannot believe this is happening. For once, I wish I had a powered wheelchair rather than the traditional wooden one I use. Normally the idea of coal warming my rump in a chair I could propel myself does not appeal. Certainly, never have I needed to go at such speed – my automatons are usually obedient.
The construct’s footfalls pound the road. Fire and red lightning snake from its shoulders as it charges onto the outskirts of town. …
Again, here are those all-important links for you to get your mitts on that Kindle:
Mark Cassell lives in a rural part of the UK where he often dreams of dystopian futures, peculiar creatures, and flitting shadows. Primarily a horror writer, his steampunk, dark fantasy, and SF stories have featured in several anthologies and ezines. His best-selling debut novel THE SHADOW FABRIC is closely followed by the popular short story collection SINISTER STITCHES and are both only a fraction of an expanding mythos of demons, devices, and deceit.
Mark’s 2017 release HELL CAT OF THE HOLT further explores the Shadow Fabric mythos with ghosts and black cat legends.
The dystopian sci-fi short story collection CHAOS HALO 1.0: ALPHA BETA GAMMA KILL is in association with Future Chronicles Photography where he works closely with their models and cosplayers.