Book 1: The End Synopsis.

The Diaries of James Purcell

Book1 : The End

He was due to be one of the great professors, James Purcell is a specialist in the subject of Mythobiology. Prodigy of the eminent professor Isaac Theologian and due to be married to the professors daughter Eleanor Theologian, life was looking great. On the night that they were to celebrate the engagement, the young couple are attacked by a monster and Eleanor is killed. With no other witnesses, the police suspicions fall towards him. Disowned by the professor who believes him responsible for the death of his daughter, James Purcell returns home to rejoin a life he had left behind. Unable to explain what really happened that night, James must live with the knowledge that unless a miracle can happen he will have to face a one way trip that no one has ever returned from. In the shadows, other forces stir eager to restore a past believed to be nothing more then horror stories. Is James’ life his own to live or is he nothing more then a pawn of a darker power.

OU Assignment Work :The Medieval Prison Cell

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The prison room.

Michael could not believe what he was looking at. He was stood in a castle in 1890. In his own world this castle was almost derelict, but here, in this world, it was as if time had stood still. His guards, who looked like a combination of medieval knights mixed with modern day soldiers, shoved him through a door that exposed a narrow spiral staircase leading up into a tower. The medieval chains that bound him, made it hard to climb. When he reached the top, a door was opened and he looked down into a narrow corridor that must be hidden in the castle’s outer wall. There was very little light in the passageway and he was roughly shoved down the small flight of stairs that lead into the passageway. The chains around his ankles caused him to stumble and he reached towards the wall to stop his fall. At the end of the cold and damp passageway was a single door which opened into a small round room. The only light source came from a small window in the wall and the fireplace. There was a small bed and a desk in the room, but little else. Another rough shove forced him into the room and as he stumbled to turn around to the door, he realised that there was no way that he would ever escape and see his daughter again. The door was pulled closed and he heard a key being turned in the lock followed by bolts being drawn across. Taking a look around at his small cell, he couldn’t help feel like he was living in some medieval story.

He pulled himself to his feet and lowered himself onto the crude wooden bed which had a straw mattress and a rough blanket. The fire not only provided light, but it was the only source of heat in the whole room. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but he had an idea that it was connected to the ship. If he was here, it meant that the ship, her crew and his daughter were safe from harm. He heard muffled footsteps echoing down the corridor along with a conversation outside the door. The bolts slid open, the door unlocked and as it opened he came face-to-face with his host.

“Norland Bracegirdle, I presume?”

The man bowed, “Do I have the pleasure Michael McClay, of one of the two current owners of my ship?”

“Our ship, you legally sold it to us then tried to take it back. What is all this about Norland?”

“I don’t have to answer that, I need my ship back and once I have the captain along with you, then I can persuade you to finally return ownership back to me.”

Michael laughed “Nice try, with all that you have done, there is no chance of ever seeing it again.”

“There is still time for that” Norland replied before leaving the room.

Images and Text Copyright © Adam Bryant, 2012. All right reserved.

On to the subject of graphical content.

With the first stage (writing) now done and the editing phase now in hand, I find my thoughts turning towards the last phase, the phase that will make or brake a book, The Cover.

I’m no artist, I have neither the patience or the talent for it and find myself looking forwards to commission it out. the initial prices are starting to make me feel sick. My current design looks like a leather bound book, but I don’t feel that it looks professional. One of my readers posted a suggestion for cover art but with current pricing, the cover will cost well over £300!
Book 1 is around the 29K mark and I just cant see the point in footing a bill that big for something that will be free.

I looked into buying royalties free stock vectors and while its cheaper, the bill for a DIY job is still in the £200 mark.

I just don’t know what to do.

Bug fixing.

Due to a bug in ether IOS or OSX Pages handling of the font Times New Roman, I have spent over an hour editing my manuscript on a per character bases. As I posted yesterday I had a bug with Speech marks/quotation marks. I have spent all morning replacing every single mark in the document and reset the to 66 & 99 style marks.

This will sort out the bugs for the epub and pdf versions but I will have to export to html or to scrivener to create the mobi/kindle version.

Why didn’t I use scriv to start?
It’s too big, to unwieldy and don’t have an ipad version that will work in sinc.

I need a holiday … Oh wait I am !

OSX Wrong symbols in text.

While have someone point out bugs in the first edit draft of my book I have come across a strange font bug.

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In the text above, you will notice that two different set of speech/quote marks are in use. I’m not sure what happening and I want it to stop. I am trying to write a book in the old font style using the 66/99 style marks instead of the ”” marks.
Has anyone out there got enough experience on how to fix this is OSX 10.9.2 and Pages 5.2 (2013/14) version.