Book launch for 'A Switch in Time'

On the first of March 2014 between 10am and 6pm I am staging a book launch for my latest novella
'A Switch in Time' it is at Armley Mills industrial museum in Leeds, Yorkshire. It is quite befitting that I hold it at this venue as the old buildings are in the actual story. It is to be held during The Leeds Steampunk Market. Apart from me there will be other authors taking part as well as lots of steampunk clothing, gadgets, stalls etc, All my other books will be available on the day including 'Atkinson's Administration', 'Atkinson's Armageddon', 'Rhymes' and 'More Rhymes'. Come on down and say Hi. Here is the link to the book launch

https://www.facebook.com/events/231882226984026/234980996674149/?notif_t=like

It's been a while since I have posted on here so here we go. This Saturday sees me at Leeds Central Library doing a talk on my writing and a book signing. I am looking forward to this as my Bevie will be by my side doing a reading from an as yet unpublished book (Due to be published in November) called 'A Switch in Time'.
During the past few weeks Atkinson's Armageddon has been published on Kindle and Paperback, The paperbacks are due at the end of the month. Already I am receiving great feedback from it; which is always nice when you put out a new novel. Atkinson's Armageddon is part two of my Reaper series with Atkinson's Administration being the first.
The book bevie will be reading at the event on Saturday is a stand alone novel About a very wealthy girl in this century finding herself being switched with a very poor girl in the 19th century. When this is finished (Mid October) I will be returning to my Reaper Series with 'Smith's Administration' and then continuing until that series has run it's course (Possible six parts). Last but by no means least my second poetry book 'More Rhymes' will be published in mid September. Be happy everyone and smile at someone, you just might make their day

As within the boundary of my philosophy of There is no wrong just write I don't see anything wrong in letting my book be purchased for £0.00 for the next 5 days. That's right you could own the beginning novel in my series about the life, loves and deaths of the Grim Reaper. For the next 5 days starting the 24th of May 2013 you can own my book Atkinson's Administration on Kindle free. I am doing this for two reasons, number one is publicity. More people will take a chance on a new author if they don't have to risk their hard earned cash. Number two is Atkinson's Armageddon is about to be released and if more people have read the first book and liked it more people will get the next in the series and then I might be able to put butter on my bread instead of eating it dry. Be happy my friends :)

Where did Mr Atkinson come from? Both Atkinson and his son originate from recurring nightmares I have had ever since childhood. Nightmares where I am Atkinson in the realm of death severing the invisible umbilical cord / mortal coil that links every human being to their own mortality. In my first Novel Atkinson's Administration, the way the realm of death is depicted is exactly like I see it at least once a week in dreams. I simply took the nightmare added my zest for story telling and ran with it. I didn't even know I was writing a novel when I wrote the words.
'He woke from yet another night of broken sleep, his pillow wet with perspiration, the quilt at the foot of the bed.  His nocturnal journey from bedtime until waking used to be simple: he slept, he woke. This had been the way of things for the past twenty-two years, but not anymore.'
I stared at these words for quite some time and then walked away from my computer. That night I had the dream again only this time I decided to take notes of what had happened. I turned my computer on and the above words displayed on my screen and I thought to myself what if the reaper did actually walk amongst us, which at first made me think could I be the reaper and the dreams are actually me at work. A coffee soon put paid to that thought but it did plant a seed. If the reaper did walk the earth how would he disguise himself (not meaning to be sexist in any way I was still in the zone of me being the reaper) So what would he be that was so opposite his nocturnal duties in a word an accountant. The words Atkinson's Accountancy came into my head and I typed that above the words in the form of a title. After some time Two chapters in I decided to change the title to Atkinson's Administration so the Title and the main player in the story born.

I now have my team and 40 years worth of original stories and I can remember them all. The first was Atkinson's Administration, Mr Atkinson is a recurring dream I have had for as long as I can remember. He is the Grim reaper and he cuts your mortal cord (coil) on another plane of existence and when he does you die in yours.
This is going to be a four part story spread over three books. Part one and two are in the first of the three books so the second book in the series that I am writing now has a working title of Atkinson's Armageddon. The third also has a working title of Atkinson's Legacy. Meanwhile while all this is going on I am 34,000 words into a story called 'A Switch in Time'. This is totally different to the Atkinson books and I am enjoying writing it, like all my story telling the words just pop into my head and I scribble them down and then elaborate on them as I dictate them to Bev. As I say I have many to come such as 'The Under dwellers', There is a children's book called 'The Hamsters of Hamtopia' my wife will co write this one; plus many, many more. It would be nice to find a publisher for the Atkinson saga but it is not a priority for me at the moment as for now I am happy writing and judging by the reviews on Amazon people are very happy with how the saga has started. Here is the link to the page
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Atkinsons-Administration-John-Paul-Bernett/dp/1471074846/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1367881688&sr=8-2&keywords=john+paul+bernett    

Well here we go I am starting a blog. An explanation of the title may be a good start. Educated people will probably disagree with it and probably with good reason because I'm sure there are 100s of things that can be wrong when you write. I see myself as a teller of stories not an English Literature Graduate. I have the utmost respect for the story tellers who write with a full knowledge of the English language (Authors) but I didnt receive a proper education due to what is now known as Dyslexia. This left me with the stigma of not been able to read or write properly. Quite a drawback for a wannabe writer you might think; and for 45 years it was. Then an American gal from the deep south entered my lonely existence  and turned my world upside down. Her name was Beverly White Tate and she was a Radiology Transcriptionist. I of course did not know what that was at the time and how it was set to alter my life. In reality it meant she could type at 150 words a minute error free. As my writing was still a thing I shared with nobody for fear of being laughed at like back in school, this didn't mean a lot to me. I just knew she was very clever at what she did.

The next few years saw her move to England, Marry me and settle in Leeds. To her dismay she found that her line of work didn't exist in this country and found herself at a bit of a loose end. One night I was tapping out the first couple of pages of what I thought was a short story when she walked into the room.
"What's that" she enquired, I immediately turned off the computer so she would not see what I had written down.
"Why did you do that" was her next enquiry. I explained to her about my phobia about people seeing my work. She understood but still insisted on seeing it using the husband and wife should not have secrets ploy that always gets women what they want. To cut a long story short she liked what she read and asked if she could keep reading as I was writing. She kept encouraging me to carry on and before I knew what had happened I had wrote Atkinson's Administration. So by now Bev = Mews. Thing was I was typing using two fingers and that and prolific writing don't sit easily together. I purchased a "you talk it types sort of thing" for my computer but having a rather pronounced Yorkshire accent It could not understand me and too often the microphone thingy bounced off the wall in frustration. Then came the breakthrough Bevie said why don't you write it in longhand and let me type it up for you. It doesn't matter about the spelling or grammar mistakes I will take care of that. "There is no wrong just write" and that is the mantra I now work to. I write the stories and she makes sure you can read them. A good team I think.