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#4
From his 'Children in her shadow' book review:

"Enough said, read it and weep is my recommendation. Yes weep you will, tissues are a must and you will feel sad, happy and thankful you did. Can’t wait for the second book Keith….."

Dont you just love it when someone recommends a book you can have a wank to?
 
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Aleegee1698

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#5
"Inspired by a true Story".................




Synopsis for my new book
Posted on May 1, 2011 by markknightauthor

Here it is, the next in line to write. The synopsis I hope will wet your taste buds and you will love the end product. Plains of Justice will complete early 2012.

This gritty adventure of will power, passion, loyalty and betrayal will take you to the edge of your seat and beyond – right up to its heart-stopping final moment.

Mitch Dawson comes from a long line of tough Australian Bushman. The rugged un-forgiving plains that lay between the rocky peaks and steep gullies of the Snowy Mountains around Yaouk, has been his home for the past 22 years. Raised in the saddle by his father Pete, a hardcore mountain man, and on campfire stories passed down from his grandfather of mythical Black Stallions that carry the spirit of dead First World War soldiers killed at Gallipoli, Mitch is a true mountain man. His family have bred cattle and strived to protect the mobs of wild Brumbies for the past 95 years, ever since his grandfather returned from the war. Driven by the need for money, life dramatically changes when Mitch is sent off by his father to find work in the low lands. After weeks of searching for work and on the brink of quitting, Jim Carroll, the son of a Dawson family rival offers Mitch a job as a National Park Ranger. All is well until Mitch discovers that the Park Rangers are not who they seem and he is forced to poison, trap, round up and slaughter hundreds of wild horses. Jim Carroll’s father is behind a corrupt government group who aim to cull the wild horses but keep and sell off the prize Brumby stallions. When Pete Dawson finds out his son has crossed a forbidden line and is trapping horses it sparks a bitter feud, a feud that drives a savage wedge between Mitch, his father and the mountain men of Yaouk. Determined to clear his name, Mitch hatches a solo plan to sabotage the cull and regain his father’s trust. When betrayed by Jim Carroll, Mitch finds himself being attacked and savagely beaten up. Alone, badly injured and outcast by his family and other mountain people, Mitch heads back to the one place he feels safe, the mountains of Yaouk. After weeks wondering the high plains and on the brink of death, he stumbles across an old mountain hut. In his near death state he sees the image of a man known as Brownie Swain. Mitch recalls the stories handed down from his grandfather to his father about Brownie a mythical hardcore bushman who rides the plains on a black stallion. Days later Mitch is found by his own father when leading a group of horse trekkers on a vacation ride. Having recovered from his injuries and reunited with his family, and with the help of his new friends, some of whom are high-powered Corporate Executives and influential business men, the family plots to fight back and expose the Rangers and the few corrupted government officials and save the wild horses from extinction. As Mitch and his father, along with the bushman of Yaouk wage their covert war their reputation spreads, the media soon arrive on scene. The savage war between the Rangers and Bushman on the high plains, is now front page news. As the deadly game of cat and mouse reaches fever pitch, matters take a deadly turn for the worst. Carroll kills one of the horse trekkers and Pete Dawson is seriously injured. Despite the media attention, Mitch vows his revenge, to hunt down and kill Carroll and end the bitter feud. Brownie Swain the mythical Bushman has other ideas?

Em, "Black Bag the faithful Corporate Executive" saves the day.......................

Twitter
Smashwords - About Mark Powell
 
#6
"A Lawyer, a journalist, and a syndicate of Chinese, British and US Intelligence Agents ". Sounds like the opener to a very old Bernard Manning joke.
 
#8
Oh fuck.

Here we go again.
 
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Aleegee1698

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#10
Oh dear, from (I ll leave all the military experience aside) International Front-end Banker, COIN and Piracy Advisor, and Author of "Faction" to:


Mark Knight: Scriptwriter & Novelist

40 Quid an hour Mark? I hope you were nt charging the Shipping companies much more than that. Is that enough for your Los Angeles/Singapore/France Jet-setting?

Everyone deserves another chance, use it. It helps immensely by sticking to the truth, and that takes no great effort.
 
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Aleegee1698

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#11
From its latest twitters:

http://twitter.com/#!/markknightauth/statuses/102616869629997056

Mr "Knight", my heart pumps purple piss.

How kind of you to help these unfortunate children, do you want a fucking medal? (that d be a first for you).

No, you re right, maybe that is one way for you to win back some sympathy from the many people you disappointed with your deceit.

Toodles.

PS. cant wait until you open www.markknightauthor.com which you purchased on the 19.04.2011.
 
#13
looks like I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.

Aleegee I get the impression you are not really fond of this chap? We have to move on we cant live in the past

The Singapore thread, (Steely 1000 Yard stare)I cant talk about the Singapore thread, the horror man the Horror!

Off on Holiday now. look forward to catching up with the train wreck this will become and the Tierny cliff hanger on the Jerome Sausage thread.
 
#14
"Inspired by a true Story".................




Synopsis for my new book
Posted on May 1, 2011 by markknightauthor

Here it is, the next in line to write. The synopsis I hope will wet your taste buds and you will love the end product. Plains of Justice will complete early 2012.

This gritty adventure of will power, passion, loyalty and betrayal will take you to the edge of your seat and beyond – right up to its heart-stopping final moment.

Mitch Dawson comes from a long line of tough Australian Bushman. The rugged un-forgiving plains that lay between the rocky peaks and steep gullies of the Snowy Mountains around Yaouk, has been his home for the past 22 years. Raised in the saddle by his father Pete, a hardcore mountain man, and on campfire stories passed down from his grandfather of mythical Black Stallions that carry the spirit of dead First World War soldiers killed at Gallipoli, Mitch is a true mountain man. His family have bred cattle and strived to protect the mobs of wild Brumbies for the past 95 years, ever since his grandfather returned from the war. Driven by the need for money, life dramatically changes when Mitch is sent off by his father to find work in the low lands. After weeks of searching for work and on the brink of quitting, Jim Carroll, the son of a Dawson family rival offers Mitch a job as a National Park Ranger. All is well until Mitch discovers that the Park Rangers are not who they seem and he is forced to poison, trap, round up and slaughter hundreds of wild horses. Jim Carroll’s father is behind a corrupt government group who aim to cull the wild horses but keep and sell off the prize Brumby stallions. When Pete Dawson finds out his son has crossed a forbidden line and is trapping horses it sparks a bitter feud, a feud that drives a savage wedge between Mitch, his father and the mountain men of Yaouk. Determined to clear his name, Mitch hatches a solo plan to sabotage the cull and regain his father’s trust. When betrayed by Jim Carroll, Mitch finds himself being attacked and savagely beaten up. Alone, badly injured and outcast by his family and other mountain people, Mitch heads back to the one place he feels safe, the mountains of Yaouk. After weeks wondering the high plains and on the brink of death, he stumbles across an old mountain hut. In his near death state he sees the image of a man known as Brownie Swain. Mitch recalls the stories handed down from his grandfather to his father about Brownie a mythical hardcore bushman who rides the plains on a black stallion. Days later Mitch is found by his own father when leading a group of horse trekkers on a vacation ride. Having recovered from his injuries and reunited with his family, and with the help of his new friends, some of whom are high-powered Corporate Executives and influential business men, the family plots to fight back and expose the Rangers and the few corrupted government officials and save the wild horses from extinction. As Mitch and his father, along with the bushman of Yaouk wage their covert war their reputation spreads, the media soon arrive on scene. The savage war between the Rangers and Bushman on the high plains, is now front page news. As the deadly game of cat and mouse reaches fever pitch, matters take a deadly turn for the worst. Carroll kills one of the horse trekkers and Pete Dawson is seriously injured. Despite the media attention, Mitch vows his revenge, to hunt down and kill Carroll and end the bitter feud. Brownie Swain the mythical Bushman has other ideas?

Em, "Black Bag the faithful Corporate Executive" saves the day.......................

Twitter
Smashwords - About Mark Powell





Not exactly the next Louis L'Amour is he?:?
 
#15
From its latest twitters:

http://twitter.com/#!/markknightauth/statuses/102616869629997056

Mr "Knight", my heart pumps purple piss.

How kind of you to help these unfortunate children, do you want a fucking medal? (that d be a first for you).

No, you re right, maybe that is one way for you to win back some sympathy from the many people you disappointed with your deceit.

Toodles.

PS. cant wait until you open www.markknightauthor.com which you purchased on the 19.04.2011.
Do you actually know any girls?
 
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Aleegee1698

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#17
No, no Mark, em.............let me just hazard a stab in the dark...........rich couple go into dangerous waters sans yacht and get taken hostage??? Just a guess:


[h=2]A Peak Inside[/h] By markknightauthor
A sample from my next novel – The Somali Sanction, a fictional novel. ( Action, Adventure)
CHAPTER ONE August 4th, 2010 ~ fifteen nautical miles off the Seychelles coast
The noonday sun beat down relentlessly on the bleached teak decks of Jambeau; a 46-foot vision of two-tone white and blue that Terry Madden and his wife Sarah had yearned to charter for what seemed an age. To them, the French-designed yacht represented three weeks of much-needed freedom and tranquility. The soulful energy of the wind, the motion of the sea and the sheer beauty of their location embraced them seductively. Here they were at last; almost alone and for the first time at peace as a couple.Emerging from the hatchway and setting foot on deck, Sarah felt the subtle midsummer breeze gust in from the windward side and caress her face. She froze, captivated, and listened for a moment as the rigging tinkled and chimed above her, as if wishing to mesmerize her deeper into the harmonious serenity.
From his position at the helm, Terry Madden admired the smile of wonder on the face of his long-time wife. Her beauty still radiated bright and clear as the day he’d first set eyes on her. Whilst he certainly didn’t recall every stuffy dinner party attended, he distinctly remembered that particular one. Her petite frame, shoulder-length blonde hair, ice-blue eyes and warm, friendly smile had thoroughly enchanted him – a spell-bound for eternity. Best of all she telepathically understood him. Her gentle nature smoothed his often arrogant and bullish posture. He too felt relaxed as the Jambeau cut through the teal-blue water and the sound of the wind beating across the mainsail filled his ears. Madden was too tall to be considered short, and too short to be considered tall. His average frame, with rounded-shoulders, weighed a hundred and eighty-five pounds. His grey-tinged brown and usually short, groomed hair had a less pristine style today. In fact, Terry Madden hadn’t shaved or combed his hair in a while now. On closer examination, he bore the look of a man who had much on his mind, a hidden stress lurked behind his evergreen eyes – eyes less sharp than they used to be; more tired and baggy, though for the past few days his face entertained a slight smile. Madden looked somewhat younger, somehow.
‘You can’t get better than this, darling,’ Madden chirped.
He glanced down at the compass and verified his heading. ‘Tanzania here we come!’
Sarah sidled up behind him and wrapped her slender arms around his waist. She enjoyed seeing her husband, for once doing something he loved. His day job commanded such attention and enforced that he wore each day a suit of stress.
‘Would you like another cup of tea, dear?’
‘That would be perfect, thanks.’
Madden closed his eyes and breathed in a deep lung full of the salt-tinged air. Blinking for a second, he focused and narrowed his eyes. What appeared to be a small vessel, glinting on the horizon, caught his attention. Nothing to worry about, he supposed, as he corrected his course by a degree or two.
Having tacked twice, drained his second cup of earl grey tea – with lemon, not milk – and listened to Sarah recite a whimsical poem from Keats; he suddenly stiffened his posture. There was the same vessel he had spotted half an hour ago and it was now gaining, at speed, off to his starboard side and getting ever closer.
‘Darling, hand me those binoculars will you.’ He reached out a waving hand to emphasize the request.
‘What is it?’ Sarah asked as she handed them over.
‘Not sure…probably nothing, darling.’ Madden raised the binoculars to his eyes, and focused in. He began to study what he could now determine – a dark and rusting fishing vessel. He fine-tuned his field glasses and mentally recorded its characteristics.
Hope you liked it….."


Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
 
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Aleegee1698

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#19
He's a fucking awful writer, that's for sure. But are you sure it's the same guy?
100% sure.

Its pic is on here: Smashwords - About Mark Powell

And the only other cunt I know of that writes drivel like he does is "Marks mate" Jeffrey Archer.

I wonder if he s on Kindle, I d like to download one of his books as quote: "most of the royalties go to the Para Regt Assoc and I dont earn anything" unquote.

Fucking Fraudster.
 
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Aleegee1698

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#20
Lurve this:

"Madden was too tall to be considered short, and too short to be considered tall"

So you mean, like, er, "medium" or "average" size?

You are soooooooo well read.
 

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