William D Batts

William D Batts

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~~As a child, I lived on the outskirts of Hastings, East Sussex., England.  I spent a great deal of my time paddling around in streams, fishing for monsters in the local pond, or climbing to the top of the highest tree in the forest.  Basically I loved to roam and explore the countryside.  The one constant I still enjoy to this day, only now it’s my companions, Jet and Ozzy, my two black Labradors who are doing the splashing.  It’s also been a good long while since I climbed any trees.

I moved to the town after I married in 1987.  By the time I was 33 our family was compete following the arrival of our third child. 


My story writing began back in the nineties, just as a bit of fun, for my three, then young, daughters.

Inspiration to write my first story came after watching my girls playing with their pet rabbits, Genie and Fluffy.  I re-named the bunnies Milly and Molly, the plot was about them being "rabbit knapped" from their cage one night.  After a succession of fur quivering incidents they finally escaped to the forest where they were taken in by their, wild, cousins.

I continued writing, on and off, from there on, when I had the time, which was not that often.

After many years and many drafts I finally had a number of stories as I considered finished.  But I hid my light under a bushel as apart from having read the odd bed time tale to my girls, way back then, no one else had ever read any of my work.

It’s just a dream, I thought, for someone like myself to be able to get a book publishing deal.  But eventually and after sending off my stories for proofreading I gave it a go.  To my surprise, NOT, I was rejected, and after several attempts I threw in the towel.

It wasn't until my eldest, Abbigail, Jade, whom by this time was grown up, married, had a four year old son and another on the way, that the desire reignited to give it another try.  Abbigail had been poking around in the cupboard and had come across my forgotten stories.  After taking one and reading it to her son, Riley, she suggested I looked at self-publishing and e-publishing.  And that, to coin a phrase, is history.

Godwine Kingmaker: Part One of The Last Great Saxon Earls

Godwine Kingmaker: Part One of The Last Great Saxon Earls

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<p><span><span>Harold Godwineson, the Last Anglo-Saxon King, owed everything to his father. Who was this Godwine, first Earl of Wessex and known as the Kingmaker? Was he an unscrupulous schemer, using King and Witan to gain power? Or was he the greatest of all Saxon Earls, protector of the English against the hated Normans? The answer depends on who you ask. He was befriended by the Danes, raised up by Canute the Great, given an Earldom and a wife from the highest Danish ranks. He sired nine children, among them four Earls, a Queen and a future King. Along with his power came a struggle to keep his enemies at bay, and Godwine's best efforts were brought down by the misdeeds of his eldest son Swegn. Although he became father-in-law to a reluctant Edward the Confessor, his fortunes dwindled as the Normans gained prominence at court. Driven into exile, Godwine regathered his forces and came back even stronger, only to discover that his second son Harold was destined to surpass him in renown and glory.</span></span></p>

Story Behind The Book

As a child, I lived on the outskirts of Hastings, East Sussex., England. I spent a great deal of my time paddling around in streams, fishing for monsters in the local pond, or climbing to the top of the highest tree in the forest. Basically I loved to roam and explore the countryside. The one constant I still enjoy to this day, only now it’s my companions, Jet and Ozzy, my two black Labradors who are doing the splashing. It’s also been a good long while since I climbed any trees. I moved to the town after I married in 1987. By the time I was 33 our family was compete following the arrival of our third child. My story writing began back in the nineties, just as a bit of fun, for my three, then young, daughters. Inspiration to write my first story came after watching my girls playing with their pet rabbits, Genie and Fluffy. I re-named the bunnies Milly and Molly, the plot was about them being "rabbit knapped" from their cage one night. After a succession of fur quivering incidents they finally escaped to the forest where they were taken in by their, wild, cousins. I continued writing, on and off, from there on, when I had the time, which was not that often. After many years and many drafts I finally had a number of stories as I considered finished. But I hid my light under a bushel as apart from having read the odd bed time tale to my girls, way back then, no one else had ever read any of my work. It’s just a dream, I thought, for someone like myself to be able to get a book publishing deal. But eventually and after sending off my stories for proofreading I gave it a go. To my surprise, NOT, I was rejected, and after several attempts I threw in the towel. It wasn't until my eldest, Abbigail, Jade, whom by this time was grown up, married, had a four year old son and another on the way, that the desire reignited to give it another try. Abbigail had been poking around in the cupboard and had come across my forgotten stories. After taking one and reading it to her son, Riley, she suggested I looked at self-publishing and e-publishing. And that, to coin a phrase, is history. So, my advice is, don't supress your talent, or deny your dreams. If you have a story to tell, then write it and then publish it. Unless you try you will never know.

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