I appreciate it’s a weird thing to do, having spent most of my adult life seeking out conventional publishers (and occasionally finding them) but, having finally reached the age where bits of me are falling off/seizing up/dropping dead, I have decided to reclaim most of my titles and stick to self-publishing from now on. It isn’t that I expect to break through suddenly into sunny uplands and become a best-seller. It’s just that I like having control of my own work, as other things slip away. And, just possibly, I don’t care any longer about success or failure, fame, fortune, or the fickle finger of fate.
So here are my self-published offerings, all dirt-cheap on Kindle.
There’s my science fiction trilogy, SALVAGE, to start with: INSIDE OUT, MAKING WAVES, and BY THE BOOK, which were always self-published, thanks to me trying to fill the void of the Great Covid Shutdown. Picture a future world of environmental catastrophe, where democracy has given up the ghost and all human affairs are in the safe hands of mega-corporations, revelling in the unregulated colonisation and exploitation of the Solar System. Can you even imagine such a situation?
Then there are SHADOWS and LONG SHADOWS, two novels set in the same decaying mansion of Llysygarn, one, with a touch of the paranormal, set in the present, and the other carrying the story of the house from the Middle Ages to the 20th Century, through the fate of three women.
BEST SERVED COLD and COLD IN THE EARTH are the first two psychological crime novels featuring my detective Rosanna Quillan. Best Served Cold was originally published as BETHULIA, before I thought of writing a series. A third volume, THIS COLD NIGHT, is to follow.
FATAL COLLISION is a stand-alone crime novel, mostly set on a fictional village on the very real Pembrokshire coast around me.
MOMENTS OF CONSEQUENCE is my revised collection of short stories; a mixture of comedies, tragedies and histories.
Since they all cost far less than the cheapest Costa coffee, I can see no reason why people shouldn’t buy the lot. Merry Christmas.
Thorne Moore 