Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Our first batch of Hal Spacejock books have arrived all the way from Oz. As far as I know we are the first, and only, UK shop to stock these sensational novels by Simon Haynes!
Simon has kindly signed all the books and the nice publishers have thrown in some fridge magnets and bookmarks! So treat yourself to a nice Spacejock bundle!
See our website for more details
The signing went really well - Sam brought along loads of Scottish tablet (when you read the book you'll understand!) and answered loads of questions!
We are pleased to be welcoming him back on the 26th and 27th September - watch this space for more info!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Saturday, June 7, 2008
The Bookworm here at The Creaking Shelves highly recommends sci-fi writer Simon Hayne's "Hal Spacejock" series.
Not only is Simon a hugely talented writer hitting the best-seller lists in Australia - Hal 3 was a #1 bestseller at Fantastic Planet, and Hal 1 reached #3 on the Dymocks national bestseller list - he is also a thoroughly nice guy!
The Hal Spacejock books are a cracking good read - fast-paced, witty and embarrassingly laugh-out-loud funny (be prepared for peculiar looks if you read them on public transport) - fans of Red Dwarf and Douglas Adams will love them, kids will adore them (suitable from age 14+), and if you think you don't like sci-fi ... give them a try and then think again!
Who is this Hal Spacejock? you ask ... I'll let Simon tell you in his own words:
"Everyone knows someone like Hal - he's the guy who plugs a 12-volt lantern into a mains socket and burns his house down. He's the guy who does his own plumbing and floods the neighbour's house. He's the guy who visits three stores to save a few bucks on a hammer, then blows a hundred and twenty on a laser-guided tape measure with built-in bottle opener.
In my novels, Hal Spacejock is a freighter pilot trying to make a living hauling cargo all over the galaxy. His ship, the Black Gull, is a high-maintenance old wreck controlled by a confident, unflappable computer called the Navcom.
Unfortunately, Hal can only afford to land on backwater planets, where the only cargo jobs on offer are the kind which will land him on a prison planet for life."
Simon has made the first in the series available as a free e-book on his website:
along with loads of other goodies for fans and advice for aspiring writers. Also, check out Simon's blog here.
Where can you get them?
Currently, the Hal Spacejock series (four and counting ...) are not available to buy here in the UK, but you can order them directly from his publisher or from a couple of online retailers. We at The Creaking Shelves felt that this was too criminal to continue so we are busy trying to get the books to sell in our shop.
Watch this space for news on when Hal & co. land!
Friday, June 6, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
The other night I decided to make the most of my new lifestyle and go for a nice relaxing walk.
Halfway along a local public footpath I came across some young cattle ( I think they may have been bullocks ... but I wasn’t intending to get close enough to find out!) escaping over a low fence onto the path. At the sight of me they ran ahead. About three were left in the field and they pelted in the same direction. Being a stubborn girl and used to hiking I decided to carry on - albeit carefully! They kept moving ahead of me, with two more eventually joining them. One was now left unable to get out to the others and mooing pitifully.
I knew we would soon be reaching the road and as I didn’t think it would be the best idea to drive a herd of cattle onto it at dusk I had an idea … there is a picnic area slightly off the path that would conceal me from view. I thought this would give the animals a chance to rejoin the one they left behind. I sat there for some time … no sign of them … despite the melancholy calls from the stranded cow.
I couldn’t stay there all night so I decided to try and move on. This time the cattle seemed to have decided that enough was enough. They faced me, and then started to walk slowly towards me. I back-tracked a bit and they continued to follow me but still slowly and at a reasonable distance. I thought this would be good – I could lead them back to where they had broken free. I started whistling to encourage them. Dutifully they followed.
With them heading back in this direction, and feeling like some bovine pied-piper … I thought that if I went back into the picnic area they would continue past - back where they were meant to be.
Very Bad Idea!
They came running in to find me, obviously believing I was going to feed them … one way or another! Somewhat intimidated by these stampeding creatures I climbed on top of the picnic table. Shouting and waving my arms only encouraged wild eyes and snorts.
‘Do the police come out for women encircled by cows?’ I wondered.
Fortunately, rummaging in my bag for my phone seemed to spook them. And they all ran off one by one – back towards where they had broken out from.
Relieved, and slightly wobbly-kneed, I walked the short distance along the path, avoiding the steaming splatter that the cows had left behind, out to the road and up the hill to home - occasionally checking over my shoulder that I had no more stalkers.
By the time I got in the door I was in fits of laughter – trying to imagine what I must have looked like perched on a rickety old wooden table surrounded by loads of cows.
Who says country life is dull?!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The running around all paid off and we were open in time for the 10th ... mainly by working until 10pm the previous day putting the fiction into alphabetical order ... but it was worth it!
Everybody in the village has been incredibly welcoming and we've had cards and flowers and visits from well-wishers ... Galloway Signs did a cracking job as did J&B Print getting us some bookmarks ready for opening.
We're loving being here - the shelves aren't quite creaking yet (well Health & Safety probably wouldn't approve anyway) but we're getting there!