It is terrifying when you know someone, who’s good opinion matters to you, is reading that book. The book in which you left so much blood between the pages…
I’m aware I am overly fond of that analogy, but as Ian Astbury once sang, ‘You have to bleed a little while you sing, lest the words don’t mean nothing!”Then, of course, they’ll have read the book and if they are nice enough to do so they will write some form of review…. Now it’s always nice to get a review. Nicer still when it is a review of what you know to be the best thing you are ever likely to write. Even nicer when the reviewer is a writer who’s work you greatly admire.
Of course, then you have to read the review, which is a whole new form of terrifying…
So anyway Nimue Brown, amazingly talented writer, bard, and High-Priestess of Blogging steampunk druids has read Passing Place… I am perfectly calm about this…
(Nimue)
Passing Place, by Mark Hayes is a beautiful, bonkers sort of a book. This is speculative fiction, with a story that isn’t easily explained at all without spoilers. What I can say with some confidence is that if you like the kind of bonkers and speculative fiction I write then the odds are you’re going to also enjoy what Mark does. I feel that we may have been cut from the same cloth. (I think it was a pair of intergalactic trousers, with a print design it might be safest not to examine too closely.)
I’m not claiming objectivity here. Mark is a friend, I know him through steampunk events. To all intents and purposes, Mark is on of the Gloucestershire steampunks, despite the small technical detail of his currently living a rather long way from Gloucestershire. He’s a fine chap, has piled in to help me with book…
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The Passing Place 