The Hundredth Door

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An extract will be here on June 4th 2025

 

There’s one door into life; many hundreds by which to leave it.

Some of which are in this book, where storms rage, seas tower into wave-whipped maelstroms, mountains are tempest-battered and blizzard-driven. Just when you think you’re safe, the Running Wolf comes racing in from sea to land to blind you in its maw.

Enter the Pfiffmaklers, a travelling theatre troupe, who encounter a maker of phantoms; a disgraced archaeologist branded a saboteur; a man so fixated on nationalistic pride in his history he will go to any lengths to protect it.

And so the stage is set. There’s a Wind Museum, there’s a ruined chapel in the hills; there’s chalk cliffs and lighthouses.

What follows is an intricate plot fuelled by sudden dramatic scenes and eruptive violence, with a wide cast of places and people nailed down with economic precision.

It’s 1852, and the storm is about to begin…

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