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Rod Madocks

1 week 2 days ago

I have bought a lithograph by the well-known English abstract artist Basil Beattie. I've hung it on my study wall to inspire me while I write a memoir of my childhood in Africa. The art work is called 'Breathing Deep' . There is something about the frenetic energy and emotion within these hieroglyphic marks that helps me tap into the snaky tunnels of my past.

Rod Madocks

1 month 13 hours ago

The gates to St Senara Church, Zennor, Cornwall - a portal to the mysterious England that lives on in the mind. Zennor - abode of a legion of writers and artists and mermaids, among them: D.H..Lawrence, Patrick Heron, W.S. Graham, John Heath-Stubbs, Helen Dunsmore. The megalithic chambers of Zennor Quoit loom on the cliffs above and speak of a deep time as I, the visiting writer, pay my respects to the spirit of place and depart. taking something elemental away with me

Rod Madocks

2 months 2 weeks ago

Many thanks to all who turned out to the book launch of Our Tan in Leyburn last night despite horrendous blizzard conditions. Everyone there were truly celebrating World Book Day!

Rod Madocks

2 months 3 weeks ago

Heavy snow is forecast to coincide with my book launch for 'Our Tan' in North Yorkshire this week but I'm going ahead anyway. Nothing was ever easy in Tania Blair's life and the writing of the book was not easy either so a little snow seems but part of the turbulent karma of this story.

Rod Madocks

3 months 1 week ago

Hellebores budding in February snow. "I love the snow the crumpling snow that hangs on every thing." John Clare

Rod Madocks

4 months 1 week ago

I am delighted that my book on the WW2 war poet Sidney Keyes, 'The Rising Flame' has got another good review , this time from Merryn Williams writing in 'The War Poetry Review' journal for 2017. She says of my work ' a valuable new book' and 'an excellent introduction for those wanting to know more about Keyes'.

Rod Madocks

6 months 1 week ago

I've written a story in a 100 words: Sedgewick’s Luck: A True Story May 1864, the opening of the American Civil War battle of Spotsylvania. Union General Sedgewick was reassuring. At the first shots, he chided his men for ducking when the enemy were so far away. “What! Men dodging this way for single bullets?” He said. He stood on a biscuit box. A staff officer objected. “Nonsense,” the General said, “They couldn’t hit an elephant at this dist…” Shot under the left eye, he died quickly. Nowadays, I hear West Point cadets touch Sedgewick’s statue for luck. Maybe they believe the General’s Luck is strong but blind, giving both reward and punishment.

Rod Madocks

6 months 2 weeks ago

My garden seems ready to go to sleep but this is really the start of a new year. The roots working secretly below ground readying for next year's growth. Sequestered in my study, I'm doing the last edits for my 2018 book 'Our Tan: Memoir of a Destroyed Life' , all being well the book will make its way in the world just as my garden wakes again.

Rod Madocks

9 months 3 weeks ago

Most things slip away and memory erodes- here are my memories of a savage schooling I hear that someone is writing a history of Hawkhurst Court School, Wisborough Green. Good luck to them. The school has now vanished, I understand some of the buildings survive in the guise of luxury homes. There is little documentary evidence that the place ever existed but the fabric of the surviving buildings, the very dust must groan with the accumulated distress of thousands of miserable school boys who attended there over the years. The mere sound of its name still gives me a shudder whenever I hear it. I went there 1964 to 1966, one of many wild colonial boys sent to the hellish dump because the place was supposed to be a crammer for the educationally backward. At the time, my parents still lived in the last vestiges of the British Empire - Northern Rhodesia. I’d been toughened by attending a harsh Rhodesian boarding school from the age of seven and half but Hawkhurst was no picnic in comparison. Sequestered in deep Sussex woods, bitterly cold for lads from the tropics, I constantly suffered from chest infections. The air around Old House seemed…

No Way To Say Goodbye

My first novel, shortlisted by The Crime Writers Association John Creasey Dagger Award and featuring on ITV3’s Crime Thriller Awards.
We are all waiting for someone to come back from the past bringing a lost happiness.”

The story follows a search for a vanished lover within the secret world of the maximum security psychiatric institution.
If you go looking for the truth you’d better be ready to live with it afterwards.”

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Our Tan

MEMOIR OF A DESTROYED LIFE 

A lament for the loss of a young woman and a savage critique of the institutions that failed her.
 
 

The Rising Flame

Remembering Sidney Keyes

Remembering Sidney Keyes

A memoir about the short life of Sidney Keyes, a prodigiously talented young poet killed in battle in Tunisia in 1943 at the age of twenty. Keyes served with Madocks’ father during the war. This book remembers a great talent cut short and offers a tribute to all the reluctant heroes of Allied Forces in World War Two.

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Ship of Fools

“They had drawn low cards in the lottery of life to get mental illness in the first place and then they had us to deal with on top of that.”  Here are twenty stories told by an ex-professional that really lift the lid on psychiatry.

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Babbicam

A remarkable historical novel that explores the real life story of Victorian criminal, John ‘Babbacombe’ Lee, convicted for murder of his elderly employer in her seaside residence in Babbacombe, Devon in 1884. Lee faced the hangman in Exeter prison but famously the execution apparatus failed to work. Lee later served a long prison sentence, and became a national sensation after he published a book called “The Man They Could Not Hang”. He disappeared mysteriously in 1911.

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Dyadic Death

A non -fiction piece by Rod Madocks on the “love killers” , the true signature killers of our times. In Crime ed. Ross Bradshaw Five Leaves Press , September 2013.