SAS Major Tom Mason was blown up while on tour in Afghanistan, rebuilt and upgraded by a rogue Ai from a different timezone he now heads up a top secret squad called Unit.
I am really excited as I read my progress so far. I’m about 30% in at the moment and loving the way the story is developing.
I have decided to publish two versions of the book, a clean one with no swearing or ‘X’ rated materials and an extended more explicit version. Is that not a novel idea?
A science fiction adventure set in Afghanistan in 2005. Major Tom Mason is seriously injured by an explosion in Badakhshan, close to the Afghan/Pakistan border. He is put back together in a top secret wing of the Plymouth Special Naval Hospital, Derriford . He is upgraded and enhanced ready for some very special assignments back in Afghanistan after all UK troops were supposed to have left.
This is a tense thriller as well as science fiction with some gripping, nail-biting moments and a climatic ending.
Available (hopefully) autumn/fall 2023. I’ll keep you all posted.
Write a poem where the first letters in each line are in alphabetical order. 1) A … … … 2) B … … … 3) C … … … n) … … … and so on. Write as many lines as you wish, but at least 4 lines. Good luck! 🔠 👍
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Let’s see how many we get.
Alphabetti Spaghetti is not my favourite food
Because of all the letters, they might spell something rude
Condensed milk, now I do love, and eat it from the tin
Dipping in a doughnut, I know that it’s a sin
Egg and chips with baked beans, and tomato sauce
Forever a favourite dinner, not everyday, of course
Grilled fish, especially on the bone, is something to avoid
Hate the thought of choking, it makes me quite annoyed
Ice cream of course, with chocolate sauce, is something to enjoy
Jelly too, with more ice cream, the dream of every boy
Kale, the stuff of smoothies, it makes me feel quite sick
Lattes, on the other hand, all frothy, creamy and thick
Munch, munch, munch, I love my food, that’s why I’m rather fat
No, please don’t say I need a diet, I really won’t like that
On the other hand, a heart attack, can really be quite fatal
Perhaps it’s time to trim my waist, it’s really rather ample
Quesadilla of course, the Mexican food is really rather spicy
Ridiculous as this may sound, it goes with chocolate brownie
Salmon, fried and juicy, simmering in the pan, with
Tarragon, the ideal herb, I’m really quite a fan
Unless you’re vegetarian, or you really don’t like meat,
Veal will not be on your plate, just dragged from mother’s teat
Watermelon, what a treat, especially in the summer
Xigua fruit is the African name, great if you’re a Boer
You know, I’m running out, of silly things to rhyme
Zander is last on my list, and now I’m out of time.
My poem, It’s Not Sustainable – A Poem, was also published on lineofpoetry.com where it received a gold medal first place. If you are a poet, why not visit www.lineofpoetry.com and subscribe. Dedicated to poetry, (obviously), the site members, all fellow poets, vote for their favourite poems of the week and give helpful critical feedback on ones writing.
Joseph R. Mason 
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