You are invited to Readings Kids at 2pm on Saturday 12 May 2018 to help the wondrous Leanne Hall launch my debut novel, The Orchard Underground.
chapter 1: think of the town
The day I meet Attica Stone, I don’t realise what a big deal it is because I’m worried about a tree.
I should say straight away, I don’t normally worry about trees. Trees are fine and generally don’t bother people, unless they start dropping their pine cones on the bike path or teaming up with those birds that fly down and poo on your schoolbag.
This story is probably true.
It looked as though this time it would be squirrel people.
It’s Manless Friday, I have no ideas and I might be an imaginary racist. Brilliant.
I can’t make an ellipsis, and it’s killing me.
It’s usually fatal, yes. Kraaa.
You think, insists the pteranodon, that you’ve made a mistake.
‘I beg your hand-delivered gilt-edged unconditional royal pardon?’
Sometime in 1981 a man named Edward Packard sat down in front of a pinboard covered with meticulously linked system cards, had a sudden idea, and wrote a time-bomb into my life.
‘How are you even sitting on that horse?’