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About the Book
Lock On is the story of star-crossed lovers in a time of a Civil War that very nearly actually was.
IRA Army, spies, soldiers slogging it out on the UK's streets, entangled love. Is it alwasy doomed? Alternative - only just - history (you may be aware the British Cabinet wasn't actually killed in its entirity in Brighton).
The book was written between 1989 and 1998 as my apprenticeship so gathered dust until a number of courses, lots of reading and some kind words from some talented writers gave me the confidance to embark on a re-write with a new-found voice. The re-write will be published in the ethos of Leanpub - this version is in its entirity. If you buy this one and then the rewrite I will refund you the cost of this one - feel free to influence the course of history by influencing the author's story arc by reading and commenting on this one. Although I can't do anything about the version it was losely based on - that was written in the late 1590s.
All of my proceeds for this book go to the good cause Shepherding the Mind, which aims to make Depression a thing of the past.
(Note, if you happen to get here early, the whole book although written isn't published yet as I have to reformat it.)
About the Author
Courtney Hulbert served in the British Army's Intelligence Corps during the 1980s in the final stages of which he started this book. Poetry and writing had always been the underlying fabric of his life, but it took seven years at Heathrow Airport and 18 years pimping around the IT circuit - and a pretty poor attempt at giving the darker side of mental and emotional disintegration a go - before he ended up jump starting a new life in Cheltenham, England where he was disgorged from the guts of Wales into the Montpellier Writers' Group. With this talented group of writers having nice things to say about his words, the mesh became strong enough for him to find some confidence in his voice. This book has early echoes of that voice without the strong loving arms of confidence. Other stuff, including a ream of poetry and some short stories can be found - when his web fella pulls his finger out, but in its infancy it has a kind of form - at www.themovingfinger.co.uk
Blessings, and if there is one, God's speed; god's speed otherwise.
CH x