The trumpet shall sound and the dead shall be raised.
A number of trumpets have been sounding in my mind recently. They are acting as wake-up calls; reveries. Too long have I been sleeping and too long have my characters, from the pages I have written, been allowed to assume the postures of unwanted corpses.
Now, this serialisation of The Piper is allowing me to walk amongst the prematurely laid to rest and give them a little shake. One by one the characters who I had breathed life into are now coming back to the pages, albeit digital ones. And I have a sense of duty towards them. I feel that I must complete the process and let them walk again.
If you are reading my posts, I am happy that you are getting the chance to meet some of my favourite creations. Liam Flowers has always stood out as the epitome of evil, yet I have a soft side for him. He is what many of us can become if we are given the wrong start in life. At the start of the book, Michael is an intentionally nebulous character who floats between the real world and his own. Of all of them, Mr Hunter is my favourite. A world-weary teacher of History, he senses what is coming and is able to rationalise the simply unacceptable. Mr Hunter is based on my favourite teacher at school and this is a way of paying tribute to him. The real Mr Hunter taught Geography not History.
In the past, I have been accused of overcomplicating the plot. Indeed, when asked to summarise it I would struggle. Now with years between me and the original, I am letting it breath again.