Long Overdue Extract

Yes, after giving all my readers a break from my ‘serious’ books, for close to an eternity, here’s a brief extract from this wondrous tome…

Yes, I’m also Clive Thunderbolt.

Bullets made ragged holes in the grassy bank beside her car, and stones were kicked up, which spattered the vehicle’s paintwork.  Katherine ducked down inside the vehicle as a second volley of machine gun fire studded the tarmacadam road surface between Wozniak and the tiny vehicle.

Anger exploded inside Wozniak’s brain like star shell. He grabbed Len and threw him at the car. Then he strode into the centre of the road, turned to face the corner, and raised the huge revolver. Two uniformed men were running down the road toward him. Both were armed. One with a machine gun, whom Wozniak assumed was the primary culprit, the other held a rifle. The man with the machine gun loosed off two careless shots as he cantered towards Wozniak before his magazine either jammed, or became exhausted. Wozniak coolly shot down the man with the rifle with a single round that caught the slightly built man in the shoulder – spun him around – and dumped him, face down, in the road.

The machine gunner looked at his fallen comrade for a moment. He appeared startled. He appeared torn, and seemed to consider fleeing, or perhaps diving for cover behind an ancient mile stone that lay partially embedded in the bank. But when he realized that his colleague wasn’t breathing, anger got the better of him, and instead of using discretion, he wrenched the magazine from his weapon, grabbed a fresh one from his webbing, and slotted it into place beneath the barrel. Wozniak then shot him down too. Two bullets smashed into his upper chest. He was thrown backwards by the impacts – and the gun spun away from his outstretched hands. His body slammed on to the road surface beside the rifleman. He twitched twice before slumping inert.

It had been a cold and calculating act of ultimate violence, and for a brief moment Wozniak hated himself for it. But, he reasoned well enough, it had truthfully been either them or him, and it wasn’t like he’d shot an unarmed man. Their intent had been clear. So in Wozniak’s mind his act wasn’t murder – whichever way one looked at it – or so he tried to convince his conscience.

“I’m getting rather good at this.” He said grimly. Then noticing Katherine’s inquiring expression, he added, “Killing people. And all I ever wanted to do was write TV shows. Is that asking too much?”

Len didn’t say anything, but he laid a huge, gnarled hand upon Wozniak’s shoulder, and patted him gently.

© Paul Trevor Nolan

This is actually available in paperback and e-book form. Perhaps you should purchase one or two. See the Lulu logo (on the side bar) for paperback and e-books; or the book covers (also on the side bar) to access Amazon, B&N etc.


Screen Shots of a Literary Genius

You may have noticed the Lulu logo – over there ⇒⇒⇒ on the side bar, but felt slightly trepidatious about clicking on it. Well if you’d like to see what lies behind it, here’s a screen shot of the Paul Trevor Nolan / Tooty Nolan / Clive Thunderbolt Author Spotlight…

There (were you to click the logo) you would discover every book and e-book written by my triple personality that is currently published and available to buy. And very nice they are too. There are the serious family friendly adventures of my sensible persona: The science-fiction mysteries of Clive Thunderbolt – an author who hasn’t forgotten that humans have genitals: And the extremely rude, lewd, and ribald Hamster-Sapiens novels and short story collections of good old Tooty. Not forgetting, of course, the ridiculous Earplug Adventure photo-novels, which are (just about) suitable for children to accidentally discover on your e-reader.

And, you know, the e-books are wonderfully inexpensive. In fact, a couple of them…

…cost nothing at all. And what’s more there is an interactive facility whereby you can preserve your opinion of the books using a one-to-five star rating system. God, how exciting is that? So why not take a few seconds to peruse the pages. If nothing else they have some pretty book covers to look at! And, if you choose to comply with my suggestion, don’t forget to leave your mark. Hint: Obviously five stars are better than one, but three are perfectly acceptable.

P.S  As a ‘thank you’ for spending your time on this silly site, here’s a slightly out-of-focus picture of your favourite author in his underpants. How generous is that!