Nine is a Magic Number

Recently I launched my ninth book, The White Tower. It was a wonderful event with music and readings, storytelling and afternoon tea. People crowded into Cardigan’s, Small World Theatre, a favourite local venue, where the atmosphere was fabulous and there was a genuine appreciation of all the performances. Certainly the readings had the desired effect as the sales of signed books at the event exceeded expectations. It could also be that most of the people attending  were local and may know that I am diagnosed with inoperable cancer and that this could well be my last ‘event’ so this particular novel, perceived, perhaps, as my last book.

In the light of that possibility, it occurs to me that it might be a good idea to acquaint people with my previous books, to  recap on those novels which went before, since in the circumstances, the numbers of people likely to be interested may have grown.

With the publishing of the White Tower the number of my books, though in total now nine, splits into two types, those in print which rise to six and those only available online and Kindle, which number three.

Of  those printed and published three make up‘The Dreamstealers Trilogy’, for children 8 years upward,  produced by Welsh publishing house  Y Lolfa between 2003-2006. Each book has an exciting adventure with inter-dimensional characters, an element of magic and an over-arching story going through the three volumes. All the action takes place in and around the Preseli Hills, and the towns of Narberth and Cardigan. Publication of the trilogy was assisted by the Welsh Books Council, and they are still available from Y Lolfa, in book form or from Amazon on Kindle.

In 2009 the town of Cardigan celebrated its 900th birthday, a fine excuse for another book. So I wrote A Court in Splendour, the story of the Lord Rhys ap Gruffudd who held a grand party and contest between bards and musicians in the newly built Cardigan Castle. The event is now regarded by most in Wales as the First Eisteddfod.  A trip to Glastonbury and another to St Davids inspired the writing of a book about the grave of King Arthur. This was The Bardic Monk which came out in 2013. Both of those books were published by Llanerch. Three contemporary mysteries were also completed and put up on Amazon for Kindle users about this time.

The ninth, again published by Llanerch Press, has more significance for me than most of the others. The fact that it came to me after an encounter with a swarm of bees is already recorded in my last post, but perhaps the fact that the bees were thirty five years ago, and the book only just published, is less well-known.

I have waited for two weeks since the launch, to be well enough to write this and have been rewarded in that time by a positive flood of appreciative comments about the book from readers which has been quite thrilling. I cannot help feeling it is more likely to assist my health than any amount of prescribed medication!