AND THERE IT WAS. And it as an IT because he couldn't comprehend what it was he was looking at. His first thought was that it was a shadow cast by the chimney, but the sun was too high for that to be so. Next sooty residue from the chimney, but there'd been rain several times since the last time he'd lit the fire near on three months ago. Perhaps it was a stain that had etched into the corrugated iron, but if that was so why was it moving? And moving toward him. In an attempt to leave the aggravation of city life behind him, Clyde Filimore moves to the small country town of Welcome, taking up residence in the historical Macarthur House. A house that quickly becomes a home, until he begins to experience strange and otherwordly occurrences that lead to the discovery of a diary of the house's former residents, and what he reads is beyond his writers most vivid imaginations, and so it begins. Sucked into a dark past that will take him and his new best friend, Sandy Harold Meriwether (are you daft, Clyde?), on a journey to the darkest depths of hell and beyond the stars. Will they be able to free the tortured souls from the demon that is tormenting them? Will Clyde cede to the obsession part of the diary has invoked in him?
About the Author: I, John Hampton, live with my wife of 40 years in Coffs Harbour, New South Wales, Australia. I began writing in my mid-teens for the sole purpose of jotting down the myriad of thoughts that popped into my head with monotonous regularity, without any thought whatsoever of becoming a writer. And a writer I did not become for near on 45 years later. At that time I had a sudden impulse to resurrect the pile of jottings that had been gathering dust almost forgotten just to see what I had, and what I had was mostly gobbledegook. There were however some words, sentences, and paragraphs that made sense and demanded I extrapolate, and extrapolate I did, resulting in five years ago with my first novel Simple Things, followed with Just Another Day, Saturday's and Iced Vo Vo's, then Aggravation, my first self-published novel. With Aggravation done and dusted I wrote Henry Talbot's Book of Yesterdays, uploading to Amazon Kindle November of this year 2013, that was quickly followed with Saturday's and Iced Vo Vo's. One of these days I'll get around to rewriting Simple Things and tidying up Just Another Day, but before then my sixth novel Here Be Demons is demanding to be finished. 85,000 words and still a long way to go. Then there is my seventh The Bird Bath, 3,000 words it is only in its infancy, but the words are there to take it to the level of a major work sometime in the not to distant future, all things being equal, that is. When I'm not writing I tinker and toy with, creating metal sculptures, a little woodwork, and when the urge presents I sit before a camera putting my views out there or making another episode of Aggravation then and now - a monologue, all of which are uploaded to YouTube and my Facebook author page - http;/www.facebook.com/JHNOVELS. I also have a website - http;/www.johnsbooksasp.com.au - there you will find an e-mail prompt should you so desire to contact me. I am very much an outdoors person, isolating myself in the Australian bush once year for a couple of months, hunting a little but fishing mostly, but always enjoying the peace and quiet and solitude. Simple things, friend readers. But above all I love sitting before a campfire and losing myself to the flames. To me life doesn't get any better than that.