He has read the text file every year since and still loves it. I have always been busy, or away overseas and in spite of the nagging never got round to publishing it. I am retired now and began to look into self-publishing on the web. While researching for my book I thought there must be lots of people like me who have the material, but not the wherewithal to do it. in many cases, it is simply down to the cost. So, I decided that as I had a website with one novel on it – what to do with the other 40Gb?<\/p>\n
So, if you just want to try it out at minimal cost, this is where you can do it
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\n“The Colour Stone” – The Colour Stone\u2019 is a fantasy adventure novel featuring a teenage boy in Northern Ireland during the 1960\u2019s. Patrick has been orphaned by a car bomb in Belfast which killed both his parents and his younger sister. He has been sent to an Orphanage in Antrim which specialises in trauma cases.<\/p>\n
Graham Hitch was born in Yorkshire, UK at the end of world war 2. He lost his mother at the age of 14 and buried his father on his 16th birthday. After several years of anger and violence, he joined the British Army and served three tours in Northern Ireland, often finding solace at the Giants Causeway. Following his service, Graham became a consultant working on every continent, meeting and marrying his wife in Africa.<\/p>\n
After several weeks he is still quiet and reserved, keeping away from the others and refusing to participate in any of the functions arranged by the staff. It has rained relentlessly for almost a week which hasn\u2019t helped the mood of staff and inmates alike. Tension and irritability was rife and the manager was praying for an end to the foul weather to get outside and allow the children to cool down and run off the building tension.<\/p>\n
The forecast for the next two days is much improved, so she decides to make up a picnic lunch and book a coach for a day trip to the Giants Causeway just along the coast.<\/p>\n
When the coach arrives,a thin screen of mist covers the car park, but quickly clears as they approach the sea. By the time the coach pulled into the Visitor Centre Car Park it was clear and dry. The kids swarmed out of the coach and disappeared in every direction, in spite of the instructions to remain together. Patrick quietly wanders off towards the sea where the basalt hexagons disappear under the water. He hears one of the staff calling his name and waving him back to the group. He acknowledges the call and turns back, as he does so one of the hexagons catches his eye. One among the tens of thousands of grey columns is pulsing red. He hears his name being called again, but it is already too late. The adventure has begun\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n","url":"https:\/\/luceoelucido.net\/","url_text":"luceoelucido.net","main_services":" ","image_1":"https:\/\/diib.com\/featuredmembers\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Logo-Luceo-MacK.jpg","client_review":"","why_we":"","history":"","image_2":false,"image_3":false},"yoast_head":"\n