¦ Dialling in from Newcastle ¦
SATURDAY: I flew up here Saturday morning. Spur of the moment decision. A need to see old friends. Taxi from the airport into Heaton and abruptly I am walking around the streets where I grew up as a child in the 1970s. It’s raining and it’s cold. Shock to system. I head to my favourite cafe in the North: the Wild Trapeze. A fantastic, profoundly unique little place. Reminds me a little bit of how the Boston Tea Party in Bristol used to be (1998) before it became big and corporate (but still excellent).
It’s only a month since I was here last, in Newcastle; in fact I have been coming up North every 4 to 6 weeks for a while now – it’s been a year since I left my job to focus on writing projects. Continue reading
YD3e – slowly working through the stack of feedback from my review crew. Some blinding flashes of insight from the people who are far enough away from the forest to see the trees.
Snippet of daily thought: A storm is rolling in. High humidity and the smell of ozone. Burnished light oozing through a growing haze. Point and click. I book myself a flight. A quick trip away, time with friends in the North to offset the self-imposed isolation of these days of creativity. Listening to this absolute classic by Ian Brown. Memories of travelling west, west, west, across Canada and onto Vancouver Island – the bliss of Tofino.
Artwork by Glyn Smyth for Subrosa
Listen to Subrosa via YouTube: https://youtu.be/3tsjP2F5jDQ
YD3e. Spent half of yesterday writing briefs for artwork for the new edition of Yellow Dawn. Magic time for me. Putting down words that will eventually come back as an image conveying what you write. Meanwhile I crunch through review crew feedback.
Snippet of daily thought: One of those lovely mornings that start all hazy but tinged with the gold that later burns through. I’m riding the cattle wagon into the city. Temperature rising quickly. Gonna be a good day to spend down the harbour.
YD 3rd edition. Getting into a new groove now that the heavy lifting is finished. About to start working through feedback / change requests from review crew. This could be fun. Probably not.
New Praise for an Old Book
I released The Black Lake in 2012 and it quickly picked up interest, including a critical and very positive review by The Guardian. It continues to sell at a steady pace as my role-playing game Yellow Dawn – The Age of Hastur gains further traction, generating crossover conversions from fans wanting to read novels set in this post-apocalyptic (and Cthulhu Mythos infected) world. Here’s some feedback that came through recently on Facebook from a publisher – she has a first edition with the old, original cover:
“like finding an undiscovered John Wyndham novel”
A remote island haunted by the consequences of a terrible act that has brought new monsters into our world
GREAT BOOKS ARE HARD TO FIND. SHOP TODAY!
“Atmospheric and Creepy” – The Guardian
“The menace made me too tense to sleep” – Dan Dixon
David J Rodger’s vision of a post-apocalyptic world was given a spooky twist last year in The Black Lake, after the action-packed hit Dog Eat Dog and alongside the tense, slow-burning thriller of recently released The Social Club.
In the wake of a cataclysmic event ten years ago (Yellow Dawn), survivors are still struggling to understand what has happened to the Earth – and make sense of the alien, sometimes surreal, consequences that now dominate so much of daily life across the planet.
Five men leave their survivor fortress in Malta on a sea-expedition to the sub-Arctic waters above Scotland. They intend to undertake scientific observations of violent and fascinating meteorological phenomenon that takes place there – considered the focus point of some kind of singularity. What they find is a cosmic horror that seethes amongst the shadows of this darkened world. It is a story of escape and wonder, of madness and terror.
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