I grew up in a small town on the east coast of England, a town dominated by the rise of the oil industry and the decline of shipbuilding and fishing. I messed around in boats and read everything written by Alistair MacLean, Ian Fleming and many more like them – but the sea was a non-negotiable part of everyone’s life in that little town, and a future as some sort of marine engineer seemed inevitable.
And then I found a copy of Robert Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance in a hill cabin in England’s Lake District. A mix of a hang-over and too much snow restricted any other activity – well, it was New Year – and so I read it over a couple of days.
The cover said it would change the way I thought and felt about the world, and the funny thing was... it did. Pirsig’s exploration of quality and values inspired me to drop my plans for engineering, and take philosophy along with physics at college. I also learned that books work - they’re important and they can change your life. I wanted to write one. I wanted to write lots.
Those were the days before 19-year olds got seven figure advances for Young Adult novels, and I (rather sweetly in retrospect) believed that I needed to know about the world before I could write about it - at least that was my excuse for buying a one-way ticket and, with US$400 in my pocket, climbing on the plane to Los Angeles.
By the time I got home three years later, I’d had a couple of travel stories published in the New Zealand Herald and the South China Morning Post. And I’d hitch-hiked to Mt Everest base-camp in Tibet. In Adidas trainers. It was either my greatest achievement, or the stupidest. A year later a fully-equipped British summit attempt was airlifted out from the same spot - cue icy chills down the spine when I read that news story.
I’d also got involved in the 1987 America’s Cup, a professional sailboat race. Before I knew it, I was being asked to fly around the world to glamorous places - Honolulu, San Francisco, Sardinia and the Caribbean - and being paid to race sailboats. It was an impossibly long way from the life I’d grown up to in that fishing and oil town – and far too good to turn down. The writing would have to wait.
It didn’t have to wait long. I quickly started to write about the sport I was so immersed in, publishing hundreds of thousands of words in books and articles on sailing, and winning a couple of awards along the way. And I started to think about a novel - I had an idea from all those philosophy lectures I had endured, a game of the Prisoner's Dilemma played for life and death. The Defector and then the rest of the Janac’s Games series grew out of that idea.
My goal for that first book and all my novels since was to keep the reader turning the pages, but to leave them with something to think about afterwards.
What will you do...?
The Defector was first published in the UK by Random House (as The Delivery), and got rave reviews in the trade literature. It was followed up by The Wrecking Crew, the second in what would become the Janac’s Games series. Initially, this second book was rejected by London publishers and it seemed that my fiction career was over – but I kept working at it, and a few years later HarperCollins in Australia and New Zealand published them both to coincide with what would be the last big contest in my sailing career, the 2003 America’s Cup in Auckland.
I realised that I had been given a second chance at my life’s dream of writing novels, but that this time I must fully focus on it. It was time to close the door on my sports career – I didn’t have the time or energy for both. What followed was a transitional decade, but I was still lucky enough to get involved in some very cool projects. I went to the Falkland Islands and South Georgia on a beautiful sailing boat. I got to write for some of the world’s leading magazines and newspapers, including Esquire and the Guardian, and I worked in television for a while, commentating and script-writing.
There was also a revolution in publishing going on. The Kindle and other eBook readers transformed the business opportunities for writers, and I was quick to take advantage of them to get control of the way my novels were published. The Janac’s Games books found success in the eBook formats, and were followed up by The Fulcrum Files – historical fiction of which I’m very proud - and then the first of the Burn series, Powder Burn featuring Sam Blackett, my favourite character to date. There will be more, lots more. Just like I hoped all those years ago.
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The Fulcrum Files
by Mark Chisnell
Price: $4.49 USD. 128850 words.
Published on May 2, 2012. Fiction.
It's 1936, and like all his friends Ben Clayton desperately wants to believe that the Great War of 1914-18 really was the war to end all wars - but Hitler has other ideas and orders the German Army back into the Rhineland. History balances on a knife-edge, as Ben is thrown into a swirl of murder, spies and treachery; at stake is peace in Europe and the survival of those he loves most.
Pressure Falling - Short Stories of Stormy Seas
by Mark Chisnell
Price: $0.99 USD. 14250 words.
Published on April 11, 2011. Nonfiction.
Are you warm, safe and dry?
Good - because the ocean can be a dangerous place and never more so than when the barometric pressure plummets and huge waves start to rise. These five short stories - chilling, funny and scary in turns - will show you just how ugly and dangerous the sea can become. Wrap up warm and safe when you read this book, because the raw power of storms comes roaring to life.
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- The Glassblower's Daughter
on Nov. 18, 2010
This is a wonderful book, I loved Greta's heartbreaking but ultimately redemptive journey, with some truly marvellous scenes - the ending was so poignant, so complete. This is a 'must-read' book.
- Unusual Salami and Other Stories
on Feb. 15, 2011
A great collection from Frances Clarke, I loved the Glassblower's Daughter (if you haven't read it yet, then you must), and these stories were every bit as good.