Matthew Battles
 Scunthorpe, United Kingdom Email: manb91uk@googlemail.com Im a young author, I am eighteen years of age (10th March) I am a first time writer, I have been tweaking my current book idea; Bloodfest - The Legend Begins, for four years now. At last the book is ready to go to print, I just need to find the Agent and Publisher for me.
I am a second year student at my local College and am currently moving into my own flat, so as to focus more upon my literary career
To View my works, send me an email and I will provide you with a link to samples of my work. Thank you
Excerpt From Bloodfest:
"David was running. He did not know how much further he could run. It felt as though his every nerve and cell was screaming in protest. None of that mattered, he had to keep running. Though sweat poured down his face and he could taste the salty water in his mouth, he urged himself onwards. He rounded a corner and hid behind some dustbins. His pursuer raced past. In the small blast of light from a nearby street lamp, David could see his enemy clearly for the first time since it had given chase. It was as he had originally feared, there was no mistaking those features. Nothing else in the world could look as hideous as that; His eyes were deadened, sunken into their eye sockets, the skin translucent, like paper. The skin seemed to be rotting, great mounds hung away from the face making David's stomach lurch.
He was being chased by the same creature that ha been attempting to murder him for weeks on end. He didn't know who or what it was, all he knew was that this foe he had somehow managed to acquire was hell-bent upon his destruction. Thinking that he was finally free for the night, he attempted to free himself from his hiding place. His careful planning had been in vain, as he had begin to run out of the alleyway, he had slipped on what seemed to be a discarded food box and flew through the air, knocking over two metal dustbins with his flailing arms. The dustbins fell to the ground with an almighty crash. David hit the ground but leapt up immediately. Though ear rooted him to the spot, an overwhelming instinct told him one thing; Run. Rung as hard, as far and as fast as you can, do not stop until you reach safety. Wherever safety was."
Interests: Reading+ Writing, Film+Gaming, Golf, Music, Drama
Published writer: No
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