BLURB for ‘A Hole
In The Ice’ by McCallum J Morgan
Parsifal is a young man with an
incredible secret – only, he isn’t quite sure what that secret is. All he does
know is that it is something to do with a mysterious object that looks like a
compass, but behaves like something from a different Realm.
As he sets off on a rich and
decadent adventure across Europe with his eccentric, explorer uncle, Parsifal
comes to learn one more thing about the mysterious object – there are people
prepared to kill him to get their hands on it.
Accompanying on their epic quest
for a mythical city inhabited by mermaids, is the bewitching Lady Vasille,
unlike any woman, Parsifal has ever come across. Eloquent, beautiful and pistol
toting, the Lady Vasille casts a spell over Parsifal that is both enchanting
and destructive.
The question is, who can you really
trust when the real world starts to slide into a fairytale?
A high epic Edwardian fantasy adventure,
including Mermaids and other supernatural and fantasy creatures.
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY
As a child, McCallum always wanted to
write a book. He scribbled in notebooks, drew pictures, and lived largely in a
world of make-believe. Into this fertile field a seed was planted. Notebooks
began to fill and they didn’t stop. It was a soaring waltz with words among the
silvery clouds and he loved it. He was thirteen.
McCallum discovered the Institute of Children’s Literature and enrolled
in their writing course, Writing for Children and Teenagers. For their second,
advanced, course, he rewrote those bursting notebooks. Now McCallum is eighteen
and working on the sequel, and enjoying every minute of it knowing that
finally, it’s real. It’s not just a pile of notebooks anymore, it’s ‘A Hole in
the Ice.’
McCallum still draws and occasionally attacks an unfortunate piece of
fabric with a sewing machine. He may be spotted around his home town of Bonners
Ferry, Idaho, sporting his collection of bizarre clothing items, singing ‘The
Phantom of the Opera’ in French, or at the bakery near his home, drinking a
caramel macchiato. His day job is log home finishing. He lives with his parents
in a house perched on the hillside twenty miles south of the Canadian border
and takes his tea with milk and sugar in a cup and saucer.
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