Falling Greenhouses and Digestive Biscuits

This is FREE from 20/07/2017 until 24/07/2017…. It is a 15 minutes read comprising of eleven pages.

If you understand the principle behind the proverb of ‘see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil’ then this short, three-part tale is not for you. My story is an irreverent take on something that many cultures value.

Sometimes there is a fourth depiction of a monkey who symbolises the principle of ‘do no evil’. I’m sorry; I have paid no heed to that advice and although I have not packed these pages with evil doings there is nothing to worship if you read on.

However, at the risk of alienating a prospective reader by further revelations of my shortcomings, I would add as a final comment that between the few pages that await you, lie many moments that a monkey would find hard to understand.

Danny Kemp

https://www.amazon.com/Falling-Greenhouses-Digestive-Biscuits-Danny-ebook/dp/B073Z6BPMT/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Falling-Greenhouses-Digestive-Biscuits-Danny-ebook/dp/B073Z6BPMT/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1500496600&sr=1-1&keywords=Falling+Greenhouses+and+Digestive+Biscuits

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About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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3 Responses to Falling Greenhouses and Digestive Biscuits

  1. Reblogged this on The Writers Desk and commented:
    Don’t miss this chance to read one of Danny Kemps books at no charge.
    He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication, been described as —the new Graham Green — by a managerial employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of signing events, and he has appeared on ‘live’ nationwide television.
    The paragraph was copied from Danny’s Amazon Author page. Visit to see all of his work.

  2. Micki Peluso says:

    I enjoyed your post, Danny, hope to see more. Tweeted it too.

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