I have the wonderful opportunity to share an interview with Mark Speed, author of Doctor How and the Illegal Aliens
1. What part of the writing process do you dread?
MS: I actually dread getting to the end of a novel. I’m sorry to see the characters out of my life, and wish I could do more with them.
2. What is your favorite Joke?
MS: My wife left me because of my gambling. I don’t know how I’m going to win her back.
3. Where do you get your best ideas?
MS: Often when I’m out running, my mind relaxes and flips over something I’ve been struggling with. Other times I just sit with a blank page and just push myself.
4. What do you do to relax?
MS: Run, meditate, gym, read tons of fiction.
5. Do you write about what turns you on?
MS: I certainly think you have to write about something that you find stimulating. People who don’t never come across as authentic in their writing. People are passionate, and our passions drive us on. Readers pick up on that passion – it’s infectious.
Doctor How and the Illegal Aliens: Doctor How, book one
by Mark Speed
Doctor How’s famous megalomaniac brother Doctor Who sold his fictional life story to the BBC half a century ago, painting himself as a lone hero. Disillusioned, their four cousins dropped out. For fifty years, Doctor How has held the line against the forces of darkness and stupidity. And he’s not that happy, since you ask.
Illegal aliens try to hack How’s Spectrel (TARDIS is a very rude word where he comes from), just as he suspects his estranged cousin Where has been compromised. When reports come in of mysterious attacks by alien creatures, Doctor How has to rely on his new companion Kevin, a petty criminal from south London, and Trinity, a morphing super-predator, as he counters this threat to humanity’s existence. Bungling agents from MI16, long desperate to capture the Time Keeper’s technology, hamper How’s efforts to combat the alien menace. Can Doctor How keep ahead of MI16, save Where and combat the alien threat?
Kevin lowered his window and said, “Come on, Doc. We haven’t got all night.”
Where honked lightly twice, and Kevin laughed.
Doctor How smiled and took a couple of steps towards the cab.
There was a crash from inside the house, and the sound of splintering wood. The Doctor whipped around to see the sofa burst through the front window and tumble into the garden. It came to a stop upside down against the wall. He took a couple of steps back, pulled out his Ultraknife and held it towards the house.
“Get in the bleedin’ cab and let’s go!” yelled Where.
“I want to know what it is. Kill the headlights.”
“Kill the headlights? You’ll kill us all. Get inside!” Nevertheless, Where turned off the headlights.
“Get in, Doctor!” shouted Kevin.
The wall beneath the living room window collapsed outward in a cloud of dust, and the radiator that sat underneath it fell with a resonating clang onto the rubble. Water gushed out of a piece of broken central heating pipe.
A pair of black antennae waved through the dust. They were followed by two interlocking pairs of black mandibles two feet wide that scythed back and forth in the night air.
“Oh, you absolute beauty,” said the Doctor, lowering his Ultraknife a fraction.
“Oi, nutter! Get in the bleedin’ cab, will ya?” Where turned the headlights back on, lighting up the rest of the creature. It was six feet wide and six feet tall, with a rounded shiny black body.
“I wish you hadn’t done that,” said Kevin. “Get in, Doc. Let’s go!”
“It’s after you, cousin,” said Doctor How. Or your Spectrel. Or your cab. Or all three.”
“Well, I don’t want to stick around and find out which, do I? Get in, you bleedin’ maniac!”
The Doctor opened the door and got in the front beside his cousin, who jammed the vehicle into reverse just as the creature edged forward a few feet, to where the cab had been two seconds before.
“Wait!” said the Doctor. He slammed the cab into neutral and jerked the handbrake.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Amongst other postgraduate and professional qualifications, he has a Master’s degree in Creative Writing from City University, London. In 1995 a chiropractor told him he’d never run again. Sensibly, he gave up chiropractors, runs every day and has completed several marathons and a couple of Olympic-length triathlons.
NLP founder Dr Richard Bandler called him a ‘polarity responder’.
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