Friday 18 October 2013

Book launch

Announcing the imminent launch of the third book about Professor Kompressor, an inventor with lots of excellent and entertaining ideas vaguely based on real science!

In Professor Kompressor Under Cover, the Professor finds that seemingly good ideas can cause a lot of grief. 

Two mysterious men pay the Professor a visit and he finds himself drawn into a world of deceit and lies. Trying to invent his way out of trouble, the Professor finds that even the best-laid plans do not always work out as intended. 


As the plot thickens, the Professor strikes up an unexpected friendship...
There will be a virtual launch party on facebook on Saturday 19 October (3-7pm UK time).

https://www.facebook.com/events/1422213904672866/?ref_dashboard_filter=upcoming

During the launch party you will be able to DOWNLOAD your very own copy of the book, signed by the author, in your favourite ebook format. ABSOLUTELY FREE!

You can also take part in a COMPETITION to win signed copies of the paperback versions of ALL THREE PROFESSOR KOMPRESSOR BOOKS. Taking part is really easy, you just have to post a suggestion for an UNINVENTED INVENTION on the book launch site.

You are welcome to hang around for a while, mingle, have a virtual drink or two on the house, but... remember... there may be some dodgy characters loitering in the shadows... so watch what you are saying...


For the benefit of everyone that can't make this historical occasion, the book will be at a low introductory price on Amazon at least until the end of October.

In case this has made you curious, but you can't decide, this is how it all begins:

CHAPTER 1 

The Men in Black
It was all a bit mysterious.

Professor Kompressor could not shake off the feeling that he was being watched. It was an odd thought, ridiculous really, but he could not help it.

He felt as if someone was watching him.

All the time.

This obviously did not make any sense. Who could possibly be interested in the comings and goings of an ever so slightly eccentric inventor?

The night before he had convinced himself that people were skulking around in the garden. He thought he could see dark shadows moving, just beyond the visible. This made him feel unsettled and a bit nervous.

After a while he went to investigate but there was no one there. As he went upstairs to go to bed, the Professor told himself that he was just being silly.
Just before dawn, Spot the dog started barking frantically. This was most unusual. He was normally fast asleep well before the Professor retired for the night, dead to the world until the next morning, but now something had disturbed him.

When the Professor came downstairs to investigate what was going on, Spot was growling angrily at the front door. The Professor switched on the porch light and peered out the window. He could not see anything out of order.

He gave Spot a stern telling off, making it clear that the dog was just being silly, but immediately felt guilty about it. He tried to calm his conscience by giving the sulking animal a treat and his own nerves by making a soothing cup of tea. Three lumps of sugar and a splash of milk. That ought to help him get back to sleep.

In the morning he took Spot for a walk. It was a crisp clear day. Leaves were budding on the trees and you could smell in the air that the seasons were turning. This put a spring in the Professor’s step.

The Professor and the dog strolled down one of the country lanes, with no particular aim other than to enjoy their walk. The sun was shining. Birds were singing. Everything seemed right with the world.

Before long, the Professor was in a world of his own, thinking about an invention he should have been working on. He was well aware what was wrong with it and he was keen to fix the problem.

All of a sudden that odd feeling returned, sending a shiver down the Professor’s spine. He turned around to see if someone was following them.

Apparently not.

“I am definitely going a bit silly, little Spot,” he said to the dog. “I keep seeing shadows where there are none.”

The dog did not pay attention. Why should he? He was busy exploring the very interesting undergrowth. There were lots of exciting smells to keep him occupied.

They continued their walk, but there was no more joy in it for the Professor. He felt jittery and unable to relax.

The doorbell rang in the early afternoon. The Professor opened the door to find two burly men in dark suits standing on the porch.

“Yes?” he said in surprise as this was most unexpected.

“Can we come in?” said one of the men in a deep voice. He was slightly taller than his partner but just as mysterious.

“What is it about?” asked the Professor. He felt confused and perhaps just a little bit concerned.

The large man tapped his bulbous nose with his right index finger, as if to hint that the Professor ought to know what was going on already.

He did not.


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