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James Duncan

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Paulo Coelho, Roald Dahl, Iain Banks, George Orwell

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August 2010


I wrote my first book at the tender age of 17. There were some good ideas in there, but my naivety and total lack of knowledge about my subject, shone through.

My second book, at 18, was better. It was a silly set of stories about a large sweet shop owner, called Mr Jolly. The joke was, that he was anything but jolly. He was nasty, selfish, and pompous. A big publisher showed interest, but didn't take it up. I learnt my first important lesson about writing. If you enjoy it, carry on, even if you are drowning under a mountain of rejection slips.

I wrote a couple of sit-coms in my 20's and was generally consumed by partying and life, before returning to my first love, which is writing books. And I do love writing books.

I have written several
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James Duncan The only way to overcome mild writer's block is to just keep writing. I find that very effectively deals with this problem. Sometimes, I have to aband…moreThe only way to overcome mild writer's block is to just keep writing. I find that very effectively deals with this problem. Sometimes, I have to abandon a project, because the theme, plot, characters just aren't gelling. I have had a time when I found it extremely hard to write, I was in a bad space. I had to wait for this period to pass before I could write again.(less)
James Duncan Creating a work that I am proud of. Creating a story and characters that I feel will be an entertaining read, is a great feeling.
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Edward Noble stared through the bay window at his enormous, perfectly manicured lawn, and nodded approvingly. There wasn’t an identifiable weed in the rose border and the privet hedge was trimmed to perfection.
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Edward stared at his creation – and the perfection that surged from it was comparable to the magic mirror that oozed back pure flattery to Snow White’s stepmother. Ed Read more of this blog post »
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James Duncan The worlds of the New York Mafia and the top London crime syndicate are about to collide! The much feared Pope Crew, a bunch of psychopathic criminals, try to pull off a multi-million weapon trafficking deal with the murderous Mafia Don, Giovanni Commarata. Then Archie Pope, a kitten and flower loving softie blows it by falling for Giovanni's daughter, Isabella - a "crime" punishable by death. War is declared between the two factions. The Popes team up with the Zaffutos - a family under Giovanni's control, and vicious and explosive urban warfare breaks out. All Archie wants to do is woo his beloved Isabella. Everyone else wants him to kill her father. Not ideal conditions for an otherwise beautiful courtship! This is a rom-com with a difference. It's probably the most terse, thrilling, edge-of-your-seat rom-com ever written. Touching but deadly.

This is the gangster rom-com that I penned with Goodreads author J Kahele. Fans of this fantastic writer, will already be aware of her talents at writing romance - all aspects - from the seductive sensual to the ups and downs of love. She also writes brilliant thrillers and can do unsettling monsters with ease and panache. I write comedy and action thrillers, I also reflect on spiritual aspects of life, so I often strive for an uplifting feel-good factor. I am English, J Kahele is American. Read how we merge our styles, with J Kahele writing for American character, Isabella Commarata, and myself writing for East End Crim, Archie Pope.

She moved in for the kiss and our lips met with an urgent force as we necked wildly. A long time passed before we were finished. Isabella opened her eyes and smiled at me. Then her eyes flashed over to somewhere behind me and a look of horror filled her face.

'Oh my God! Archie! It's Papa!'

The main reason why I am still alive is that I have hypersonic reflexes. I dived to the ground, pulling Isabella with me. Bullets whizzed overhead. The bodies of nightclub ravers standing at the bar fell. Several bullets' destination was the optics and it shattered from the almighty impact, hurtling cascades of glass and liquor across and over the bar, glass shards penetrating the backs of bartenders and the faces and bodies of customers. I spun myself around, hauling out my gun as I spun on my stomach. I held it aloft, pushing the safety level down to fire position, my finger straining against the trigger; I would shoot the micro-second I observed my target. The spin completed, my brain registered 6 armed, black ski-masked figures. Giovanni was eminently identifiable, from his stocky body shape and his cold eyes that wouldn't have looked out of place in a cobra's head. I discharged my semi-auto frantically...


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