Chapter 7 of my free serialized novel, The Choking Rain, is available now!
In Chapter 6 of The Choking Rain, “Reunion,” Ted and Kate are rescued from back-alley assassination, while Eric and the rest of the crew investigate the mysterious murder of a man right before his doctor’s eyes!
In Chapter 5 of The Choking Rain, danger stalks the stormy streets as Detective Ted Kane searches for clues to the Invisible Death, but Death of a much more visible kind is right on his heels… http://www.wattpad.com/72053727-the-choking-rain-chapter-5-an-upleasant-meeting
Chapter 3 of The Choking Rain, “An Invader Repelled,” and Chapter 4, “A Doctor Sees Death” are now available for free at http://www.wattpad.com/story/23272878-the-choking-rain.
Okay, sorry about that. The press of Life has prevented me from fulfilling my promise that I would conclude our London adventures, and I am reminded that my fans might be hanging by their fingertips (metaphorically speaking, I hope). So here I am. Where were we…?
Yes, the last time we saw our intrepid adventurers, they’d finished Loncon (did I mention we met the showrunners from “Game of Thrones”? Did I mention I got to hold their Hugo? Did I mention it was freakin’ heavy?), and were on their way back to central London. Our hotel was across from a tube station, so good on that. Very nice, very comfortable and good service.
We’d been to London before, but we hadn’t seen the city, just the parts we visited, if you know what I mean, so this time we got bus/tube passes so we could travel aboveground and see things. This was great, double-decker buses and all. We did take the tube to our first play, because it was at night, a pleasant ten-minute ride. But we also believe in walking a city, so one day we decided to stroll down the boulevard a bit. And things were so interesting, we kept strolling. We walked from Earl’s Court to the West End theatres–where we had just been the night before. You know, the trip that took ten minutes on the tube. At one point I needed to re-tie my shoe, but something about the building we were passing made me think I shouldn’t stop. Good thing–it was the Libyan embassy.
So yeah, we saw some plays, my wife got to meet Nigel Havers, and that was all fun. One night we were early, and the only obvious places to eat were Five Guys Burgers and Chipotle. We asked the theatre box office man where we could eat food that “wasn’t American!” and he laughed and directed us to a lovely restaurant where they couldn’t take us because we didn’t have reservations. Except that then they did, and it was very good. As was the play. (It was “The Importance of Being Earnest,” by Oscar Wilde, since you ask. You should see it if you haven’t. It’s funny.)
But what about the tube, you ask? Where did the title of your blog come from? Oh, that. Turns out when they say, “The doors are closing,” they really mean it. And there’s a sign language for “Wait here! I’ll come right back!” You laugh, but I’m not the only person I saw employing it while I was there.
So finally we put London in the rear view mirror and returned home. Not much to say, except that the flight was 2 1/2 hours late (balancing out the trip), and we were delayed 45 minutes on the ground at LAX (because the trip hadn’t quite balanced yet) and on the plane we met the wife of the director of Downton Abbey, on her way to attend the Emmys with her husband (who, sadly, did not win). So all in all, pretty dull.
And that was our trip. Except for airport delays, crazy turbulence, making new friends, holding a Hugo, meeting famous people, nearly causing an international incident, and being kidnapped by the London Underground, not much happened. Oh, I almost forgot…but no, you don’t want to hear about that…
My homage to the 30s pulps of Doc Savage, The Shadow, and (if you’re truly an aficionado) The Avenger, entitled The Choking Rain, is being serialized free on Wattpad (http://www.wattpad.com/story/23272878-the-choking-rain). It’s the first of what I hope will be a series of fast-paced adventure tales laden with cliff-hangers (think Radar Men from the Moon or The Phantom Empire). I will be posting chapters twice per week, and talking with my fans via the comments.
The 1930s–when novels were a dime, women weren’t liberated, and the world hadn’t quite been explored…
1932. A wave of mysterious and seemingly random deaths has struck pre-Olympic Games Los Angeles. When the conspiracy seems to target his family, ex-fighter ace Eric Reinhold recruits a group of old friends with varied talents to track down those reponsible. But after tragedy strikes, the group must plunge into one of the last untamed wildernesses on Earth to seek the source of the Invisible Death–before it can reach out to strangle every city in America…