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Trackers, my ebook series premieres 31.1.14 with its exciting opening episode launching on Amazon and Kobo (And any other self-publishing-allowing ebook sellers). Preview to come. @TrackersUK

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Trackers - Series 1 - Press Release

"Thus far, Jack Cooper could say, without doubt, that his life had been pretty average. He had an average job, an average flat, an average education and an above average girlfriend - who was stuck in an equally average life with him.

He'd had dreams and aspirations above that of average, sure - but life, he discovered, was a swift and fickle creature. One moment he'd been in college, preparing to ace his exams and become - well, a something, a something good - and the next he'd been setting up the bed for his flat, the paperwork for his new job on the floor nearby.

And he still wasn't sure what had happened in between. "

And so begins Trackers, the new series of eBook episodes bringing modern televised storytelling to literature with force. Episodic storytelling, blockbuster premieres and finales and dynamic pacing gives the stories their edge - as well as the central premise:

"In some circles, there are rumors. Rumors and stories of a man you can hire. Hire to do basically anything you want. Solve a crime, find out information, make a business deal, change a vote - anything.

Because supposedly, and this is whispered through cupped hands in dark corners of powerful rooms, this man is a thought tracker - a man who can project themselves into other people's trains of thought and play with them. But they're not talking about mind control, or subliminal messaging - this man plays with what you see around you - what you believe to be happening around you. That keyboard in front of you? Not real. The words on this screen? Scrambled together from bits of your memory floating about. The people around you? Projections. A waking dream, orchestrated by the mysterious man in the black suit."

Starting 31.1.14 Trackers will release its first 6 episodes, once a month, at the end of every month. From young authors Flinn McManus, John Dawson and Anne Mulleners and co-created by Kane Aspey, we bring you a world where every waking moment could be orchestrated, every sense someone else's puppet and everyone you meet a suspect.

In a world where everything is possible and nothing can be guaranteed, how do you possibly know what's real?

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Experimental Monologue.

New Follower - New Post - an unedited monologue, written as an experiment a few years back. Enjoy!

First question he asked was ‘What day is it?’ So, I says ‘Tuesday’ Cos, like, well it was a Tuesday. I don’t understand that though, like, I mean, how can you tell if someone’s losing it by that? How many times have you caught yourself, like thinking that it was a Wednesday, I mean, you know, when its a Tuesday? Eh? I’ve been there, packing my sport stuff, cos I play squash, like, y’know, an, I mean Pause I’m there, right, with my squash stuff and I realise, like, its a Thursday, and, y’know, I play squash on a Friday. You’re there all ready for, like, your Thursday things and you realise that yesterday you did all your Tuesday things, so, like, it can’t be thrusday, can it? Its Wednesday. Isn’t that a weird word, wed-nes-day? I always say it like that in my head when I’m writing it down, cos thats how my teacher taught it to me to spell, y’know.

So anyway he’s there, like, this, ‘doctor’ with his grey hair and glasses and looking all sorta doctorey – y’know? I mean ya don’t wanna go and see ya doc and hes got like tattoos and stuff do ya? Course not!,I mean Pause So hes there and he asks me, err, what the date is! And I stumble on it a bit and, y;know, you get, like, nervous in front of a quack don’t ya? I mean, I did know what the date, was, if I like, thought about it, but I didn’t have, like anything planned for that day, I mean there was no, like, reason for me to remember that date, so, so, y’know I dunno. But anyway this doctor just, sorta, looks at me, like, and then jots it down in that fucking little pad of his. Sorry, sorry guv. I’m just a bit, y’know?

I don’t know why they were asking m these things – I think I’d seen it on the teley before – its one of those test to see if you’re, like, nuts. I dunno why they were doing it to me. I mean we’re all a little bit mad sometimes aren’t we? Like, when you catch yourself, with, like, this really horrible thought, this sorta, monstrous act in your head. And you’ve no idea where its come from but its just there, like its on repeat, in your head, this sick, sick thought and all you wanna do is, is... but we all get them don’t we? At some point or another? I mean, otherwise some of us are just born evil. Some people are monsters and others are angles, so how are you supposed to know which is which? Is that how the world works? Or are the good people those who can ahve those thoughts and ignore them push them away. We do all have those right?

I mean, I know I’d been a bit weird, but aren’t we all entitled to that? Like, have you ever looked at people, y’know, like on the street? The weird things they do? People who’ll be listening to an iPod or whatever and they’re mouthing along to the song as they walk – in their head they’re at Wembley but in reality they’re on the bus not in front of thousands but in front of about 20 randomers who are each doing their own little thing – talking to themselves or, or, like, repeating the same action, I mean, like a scratch, again and again and again and again, like for me its everything has to be in a four pattern. One on the one side or finger or whatever, tow on the other, back to one on the first and then repeat the process but swapping sides. Y’know? Just one those, like, habits. And its bonkers, and a waste of time, but I just can’t help it.

Next question is who is the Prime Minister? Instead of, like where are you or whatever, but no, apparently knowledge of where you are is superficial in relation to whos the prime minister. Unless he declares war or something why is it important? But anyway I say David Cameron. I was tempted to be all, like, megalomaniac and go ‘I am. Or I should be. I’ve got far better ideas.’ I think I have though, don’t all of us, like, just look at the government and think I could do a far better job, y’know? But this is when the doctor goes all funny. He sorta stops and stares at me. And he says that Nick Clegg is the Prime Minister, so I start laughing. But he doesn’t he just keeps staring, like, right at me and its starting to freak me out and he says why are you laughing and I’m like cos Clegg is so unpopular and he says no, hes one of the most popular primeministers for years and he starts writing in that little fucking pad again, shit, sorry, oh... and I’m thinking maybe I am mad, I’m proper panicing but he starts talking to – who was it? I think it was Kel, yeah, Kel about how he needs to do some more tests on me and whatnot and I’m really scared now, cos I’m sure they know, what I’ve been looking at and reading about – I mean its not like I wanna do it, oh God I’ve said too much, although I suppose you’ve already been through my whole house haven’t you officer? No point in not talking, xcan we make like a deal though if I just tell you everything? No, no point, you’ll know what you need to, no, no deals, ohh fuck... But I thought they knew and then the ‘doctor’ he starts laughing and he takes off his wig and I’m staring at him, its Pete, with a fucking wig on and like make up and hes there and hes laughing t me and I just, I just hit him BANG! Bet he didn’t see that one coming, hell of a right hook, knocked him to the ground, wait no, sorry, did he go to the ground? He was standing? Yeah? Yeah he was cos the second punch was when... It was like I couldn’t stop, like, I just, I had to, cos I was so scared, i thought they knew I thought I was actually mad, but he just wouldn’t stop laughing so I had to keep hitting him, thats all I wanted, I just wanted him to stop laughing at me and I don’t care what anyone else says he was still laughing, they’re all lying, or he would have been laughing if I hadn’t have... well. You know what I did.

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Just so y'all know...

I have a secondary blog over at http://frcmcmanus.tumblr.com/ where I post extracts from my writing. With more followers, I'd love to turn it into something I wrote for specifically. If you could give it a follow or just skim read some of my stuff, it'd mean the world. Thank you.

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