OWL-FACED ZAC AND THE OWLETS, by mik theGreek Have you ever felt alone? Zac the little ASPERGERS dog did! Come join Owl-faced Zac through this charming choreography of comedic cutesiness; a satirically sweet fantasy adventure, buzzing with poetic imagery, zoological zaniness and ornithological irony. IN OTHER WORDS, it’s got a flying-dog and English-speaking owlets in a parallel Cornwall. Prepare to be willingly whipped-away in a whirlwind of pooch-persecution, then wrapped in an owlet-down duvet of feathery-friendship. Dont get too comfy; it will be ripped-off with a heart-wrenching excavation into human nature. Don’t fly away either; you’ll be bird-bathed & placed in nice warm nest & shaking-talons with best bantering-bird-buddies that you ever made! Topics include: Bullying, ASPERGERS, FRIEINDSHIP, trauma, “mental health”, disability. (Non-occultic) “Enormously entertaining, and Zac is such a wonderful little character. He quite goes to one’s heart … charming book” Norah Perkins (Curtis Brown Literary Agents) “A lovely story” Louise Burns (Louise Burns Literary Agency):. “Loved it!... swept along… [with] more than an empathy [for Zac]… Patrick Penhaligan, a friend of mine (Wadebridge) “a really intriguing idea for a story. Using animals to explore attitudes to mental health is an astute decision, allowing you to explore social norms and ills with greater liberty – and your style has a lightness and humour... In Zac you achieve a very accomplished personification of a dog and I enjoyed his poetic tendencies” Ms... Myriad publishing, London “incredibly charming story and Zac is a wonderful character – engaging, amusing and thoughtful. I was impressed by the quality of your writing and the strength of your imagination” Mathew Marland on behalf of Clair Conville Lit Agency, London “Really enjoyed reading… inventive and Poignant Story” Caroline Sheldon Caroline Sheldon, Lit Agency London “Original” Mary Jones, Gregory and Company, authors agents London “A cracking read, I enjoyed it thoroughly. Entertaining, witty. I loved the use of alliteration making many sentences poetic. … the story flows naturally, even though the language is elaborated… Just as in Animal Farm, Wind in the Willows and Lord of the Rings, this writing pitches an exploration of social inequalities… in a fantasy world [to] distance the reader…. [Looking] forward to further adventures of Zac” Ginger Thomas, (a Wadebridge reader’s group member) Amazon for kindle and ipad: amazon/Owl-Faced-Zac-Owlets-persecution-friendship-ebook/dp/B00RW8J1SA/ref=sr_1_88?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1420755382&sr=1-88&keywords=owl PRICE £2.24 Paper-back available in Bookshops: Wadebridge, Launceston, Saltash (approx £7) “According to village-lore, his flappy ears glided him around at night, flying him into all kinds of village-mischief; whilst everyone was asleep of-course. To most folks mind, this conveniently explained-away every village mishap; from dilapidated wooden sheds to the most extreme barn-vandalism. Most of the villagers had deselected the understanding they were born with, namely that forceful prevailing South-Westerlies had often scoured the land, since time immemorial; a ravenous factor, ever-rendered upon such savage scenes, since Proto-Celtic farming settlements had perched opaquely and onerously upon Cornwalls barren and undulating plains. The crowd were too busy with gossip to account for the aeons of blustering breeze that belted-in from coast and sea; towering tempests that swept away the wild solitude of ostensible calm and kissed the rampant emptiness of dark, in rapturous haunts of balmy swirl, and hooted in the whistling midnight wind. Gone, was the stirring impetus of truth from canine-sentience, unto the purpose of ‘putting a little dog in his place’. Only latent were the memories of omnipresent tirades that tarred the ragged emptiness of moor, rifled creeping legions of cowering trees, bent the broom, proudly prod every inch of earth and burned the brush with scorching blasts of Atlantic doom. Disabled from dog-discourse was that shearing gusto, which had milled and tarred and shagged the land into bare nought, and impressed upon it, an archaic order: wild and forlorn as its ancient conception. Moreover, some teenaged humans tended to peck their names into wooden bus shelters; not so much a dog-on-the-wing.” (Extracted) Owl-faced Zac and the Owlets is somewhat a graduation from mik’s poetry; previously published in Decanto, Monkey Kettle, Inclement and short-listed for Kicking and Screaming Poet of the Year and a national United Press prize. Present Stockists • The Bookshelf, Saltash. • Wadebridge Bookshop, Wadebridge • Aquila Christian Bookshop, Launceston • The Foodbank Store, Wadebridge • Direct sale through e bibeeno@hotmail
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