Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids hits the ebook shelves – which promptly collapse under the weight. (or with laughter.) Selling like rocks in a stone circle, now we know why King William stayed away from Wales for years…

Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids hits the ebook shelves – which promptly collapse under the weight. (or with laughter.) Selling like rocks in a stone circle, now we know why King William stayed away from Wales for years…
Any minute now; the tale of Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids will be unleashed. It has Brother Hermitage, Wat the weaver and some druids… and lots more besides…
As the tale of Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids approaches the light of day, I am strangely drawn to a small village on a hill top in France. There are stories of a mysterious monk, a man and a girl who sometimes appear when the place is in great peril – and don’t help much. I visit the place but there are all sorts of contradictory and strange ideas swirling about the place. People look at me strangely when I say I have never heard of Rennes Le Chateau – apparently it’s quite well known.
It seems the first draft of Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids has drawn to a conclusion.To be honest I can’t tell if it’s a murder mystery, a thriller or just something gone horribly wrong. There is a lot of running about, threats of improbable death and daring-do – and more characters than seems strictly necessary. Still, I can only interpret the primary sources. I think in this modern day I would have to classify the tale as mild peril. Very silly, mild peril.
An alarming sight for Friday the 13th
As you are reading this on my web site, I imagine it is superfluous to announce my new web site. It is full of useful information – well, information, and the background is me hard at work in the scriptorium.
There are forms to fill in, pictures to look at, words to read, it’s all terribly exciting. Or so my agent tells me.
Meanwhile the real work has to continue. The volume entitled Hermitage, Wat and Some Druids is becoming quite alarming. Poor Brother Hermitage is up to his neck in trouble, quite literally. I must press on if I’m going to get anything finished by Christmas.
Howard
Warwick
November