Trevor Forest's Blog, page 9

Signed book competition winners.

Here are the lucky winners of the Trevor Forest signed book competition.

Isobel Palk wins a copy of Magic Molly the Mirror Maze

Sophie Perrott wins a copy of Stanley Stickle Hates Homework

Kate & Ben Hansen wins a copy of Stanley Stickle Hates Homework

Special prizes awarded to Isobel Dutton and Oliver Quezne

Congratulations to all our winners. Your prizes will be on their way shortly.

Trevor Forest

A Message from James Emin

Thank you James. I think you should look for a career in TV.

WIN! Signed Trevor Forest book competition.

Hello boys and girls. Here's a chance to get your hands on a signed copy of a Trevor Forest book. There are 3 up for grabs.

Stanley Stickle Hates Homework (2 prizes)

Magic Molly; The Mirror Maze

All you have to do to stand a chance of winning is get mum or dad to send in your name and age by email to trevor@trevorforest.com

The draw will take place on St Georges Day 23rd April 2012.

 

 

 

Fabulous 5 Star review for Abigail Pink’s Angel

Wonderful review for Abigail Pink by Rachel Dove. You can read it here

Many thanks Rachel, that’s brilliant.

Fabulous 5 Star review for Abigail Pink's Angel

Wonderful review for Abigail Pink by Rachel Dove. You can read it here

Many thanks Rachel, that's brilliant.

Lovely review for Magic Molly book 2: Gloop

Here are two wonderful new reviews from Mary Bell. She's a Magic Molly fan from Scotland. Mary isn't in the 7-11 age bracket but she loves the books so much she's written reviews for both of them. Thanks Mary

Mary's Magic Molly Reviews

Fab review of Stanley Stickle Hates Homework by Simon aged 8

Simon's Spider blog can be found here http://www.thetomorrowclub.com/s/wordpress/?p=206

Stanley Stickle Hates Homework (Kindle)

Ok, I haven't been posting for a while. That's just because. Anyway, lets get to the review.

And no, I haven't got a kindle. I just have kindle software on the computer.

Overall, this was a very good book. (I say "book" I mean "kindle book." This is not boasting I've got a kindle on the computer.) It was funny, clever, and INCREDIBLY… Short.

It wasn't very long (in fact, I read it in less than an hour) but it's still very good. But when how far into the book you are increases by 3% every page, it's kind of annoying.

On the other hand, their will be a sequal (Sorry  if I spelt that wrong, I meant SEE-CWUL), so my hopes are high that I'll be seeing more of Stanley soon.

I'll give it an… 8/10.

 

Thank you Simon. That was a brilliant review.

Stanley Stickle Does NOT Have A Girlfriend will be along soon.

Trevor Forest.

Coming Soon; Magic Molly Illustrated Paperbacks

In the next few weeks Trevor Forest will be releasing illustrated versions of Magic Molly and the Mirror Maze and Magic Molly; Gloop.

Book one, Magic Molly and the Mirror Maze will be the first to be released.

Details will be announced here.

Sneaky peek at Stanley Stickle does NOT have a Girlfriend

'You were so lucky being off sick Stanley, you missed the Big Test.'

Stanley smiled to himself. It hadn't been easy but he had managed to catch Scarlet Fever and get a fortnight off school. He turned to his best friend. 'Was it really bad?'

'Dreadful,' said George, 'the worst test ever.'

Stanley craned his neck to look over George's shoulder. Then he turned and looked up the street the other way. 'Hurry up bus,' he muttered.

'Looking for someone?' asked George with a sly grin.

Stanley shuffled his feet and looked at the floor. 'Me? No, just watching for the bus, that's all.'

'You seem very eager to get to school,' said George. 'Are you sure you're not still poorly. Or are you just keen to see someone?'

Stanley wanted to say he was hoping NOT to see someone; someone like Soppy Sonia. Instead he just shook his head.  'Ah here's the bus now.'

As the bus pulled up at the stop the orderly queue suddenly exploded as everyone leapt forward at once to try to get their favourite seat. George and Stanley normally sat near the back.

George managed to get on first. He hurtled down the aisle and threw himself into the window seat four rows from the back. Stanley got stuck behind Limping Liam who had to come to school with his foot in a plaster cast after breaking it when he accidentally kicked a goal post in football training. Stanley couldn't work out how anyone could accidentally kick a goalpost. It's not like you don't know it's there; it's eight feet high and painted white.

Stanley shuffled down the bus behind Limping Liam wondering why everyone seemed to be grinning at him. When he was half way down the aisle he found out as a soft voice called to him.

'Sit here with me Stanley.'

Stanley groaned. Soppy Sonia must have got on the bus at an earlier stop.

'I've saved you a seat Stanley.' Sonia removed her bag from the seat next to her and patted it.

Stanley's mind raced like a formula one on car on a test track. He'd rather eat a massive plate of soggy cabbage than sit with Soppy Sonia on the school bus.

'Er, sorry Sonia' he muttered. 'I've got something to sort out with George.' Stanley almost knocked Limping Liam into Sonia's arms as he pushed past and hurled himself into his regular seat. He hoped George hadn't seen the incident.

George had. 'What did Soppy Sonia want?'

'Um, she er, wants to know if I collect stamps,' replied Stanley. 'She's brought her album to school or something. I'm not sure why she thought I'd be interested.'

George looked surprised. 'Oh, I thought she was asking you to sit with her.'

Stanley forced a laugh. 'Me, sit with Soppy Sonia, why would I want to do that?'

George smiled and looked out of the window.

At School Stanley was first off the bus. He raced for the boys toilets and locked himself in a cubicle. After about five minutes there was a knock on the door. It was George.

'Stanley?'

'Yes?'

'Why are you hiding?'

'I'm not actually hiding, I er, I just don't want someone to see me.'

'That's the same thing isn't it?'

'Similar,' agreed Stanley.

'Soppy Sonia's telling everyone you're her new boyfriend,' whispered George.

'She's what!'

'SOPPY SONIA IS TELLING… '

'Okay, I heard,' hissed Stanley. 'No need to tell the world.'

'I think the world knows about it already,' said George. 'She's got a crowd of people around her in the playground. She was whispering to her friends about it while you were off sick but no one believed her then.'

Stanley clicked the bolt back and came slowly out of the cubicle.

'I'm finished,' he said. 'My life is over.'

'What's been going on?' asked George. 'Why is she saying that?'

Stanley's shoulders slumped. 'It's a long story. She just got hold of the wrong end of the stick, that's all. I'll try to sort it out.'

'You'd better hurry,' said George. 'Some of the girls are planning a wedding.'

 

 

Excerpt from Magic Molly book 2: Gloop

Chapter Three

At the Megastore Aunt Matilda parked the car a hundred yards away from the nearest vehicle.

'I have a bit of trouble with parking,' she admitted. 'It's best if I leave it over here.'

Molly bit her lip and politely said nothing, she was just glad to have arrived at the Megastore in one piece.

Once in the store they headed straight for the music department. There was a set of cubicles where customers could listen to tracks before they bought the album. Aunt Matilda asked for the assistant to put the Crypt Kickers CD on in cubicle four.

Molly and Aunt Matilda shared the set of headphones; a thin white cable ran from Molly's left ear to Aunt Matilda's right.

'Which track is best, Molly? I'll get him to play it.'

'Track two,' said Molly. 'Down, down.'

'Down, down,' shouted Aunt Matilda to the assistant.

The sound in the headphones was lowered.

'Turn it up,' yelled Aunt Matilda.

The sound level returned to normal. Aunt Matilda stuck her thumb up to the assistant. He smiled thinly.

'Down Down.' shouted Aunt Matilda.

'Make your mind up lady,' muttered the assistant as he lowered the volume again.

Aunt Matilda burst from the cubicle leaving her half of the headphones swinging in the air.

'Young man,' she said firmly, 'I'm not sure what you are playing at, but kindly leave the volume alone. In fact turn it up a little.'

She returned to the cubicle.

'And please play track two,' she added.

Molly passed half of the headphone set back to Aunt Matilda.

'Ooh, it is good, Molly, you were right,' said Aunt Matilda as she wiggled her hips.

'Please don't dance,' muttered Molly under her breath.

Aunt Matilda began to dance.

'Down, down, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN,' she sang, as she waved her arms in the air.

People began to gather around the music department. Molly pulled Aunt Matilda's sleeve.

'Err, Auntie,' she said pointing at the crowd.

'Dance, Molly,' called Aunt Matilda, 'shake a leg.'

Molly didn't want to shake anything. She wished Aunt Matilda would stop shaking her bits too.

The track finished and Aunt Matilda marched up to the counter to a smattering of applause.

'I'll take that CD young man,' she gasped, 'what an exhilarating tune.'

Molly stared at the floor and prayed for a big hole to appear.

At the checkout counter Aunt Matilda opened her bag to find her purse.

'Where's Wilberforce?' she asked.

Molly didn't know.

'He was here when we came in,' said Aunt Matilda. 'Come on, Molly, we have to find him.'

Aunt Matilda looked around worriedly.

'We had better split up,' she said. 'I'll take frozen and cooked meats; see you at the Deli counter.'

Molly thought it was going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack. She looked through tinned goods then wandered down past the fish counter. There was no sign of Wilberforce in the bakery either. Suddenly she heard a scream.

'Help, there's a rat in the corn flakes.'

Molly ran for the cereal aisle and pushed her way through the crowd of women running the other way.

'Watch it, dear,' said one elderly lady, 'there's a rat in there, as big as your hat.'

Molly dodged the screaming customers and fought her way through to the corn flakes section. Wilberforce wasn't hard to find. Molly soon spotted his skinny tail sticking out of a jumbo box on the second shelf.  Aunt Matilda arrived a few seconds later. She picked up the box and made her way back to the checkout.

'He's a clever boy is my Wilberforce,' she said to Molly as they walked through the shop. 'He picked a box with 50% extra free.'

*****

The journey home was mainly uneventful. Aunt Matilda sang along to the Crypt Kickers and only stalled the car twice. A policeman did stop the traffic to allow her to get off a roundabout after they had driven round it a dozen times, but all in all is wasn't as scary a ride as Molly had feared.

Mr Miggins made tea while Molly recounted the story of Wilberforce's escape.

'I can't believe the manager banned Wilberforce from the store for life,' said Aunt Matilda. 'He loves going shopping with me. He only escaped because I forgot to top up my bag with corn flakes. He must have got peckish.'