“Naval adventure fiction, for me, is the craft within which I escape. Foremost, fiction is meant to entertain, to challenge our senses, to call upon the depths of our imagination. What better world, than the one we are at liberty to wholly create? Herein lies the theatre where the sharpness of our intellect dwells and thrives...”
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Bradley John has been privately writing novels since 2003. "Ships of War — Murky Waters", his first publication, births a series of naval adventure fiction intended to span the length of the French Revolutionary Wars. This of course is the much loved genre which includes the thundering Hornblower series by C.S. Forester, the Aubrey-Maturin series by Patrick O'Brian and the popular "Master and Commander" blockbuster by Peter Weir. Owing to Bradley John's English heritage, no guesses are needed to determine which side the book's heroes will sail upon…
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1791 - England's cannon remain ever silent as her shipping is ruthlessly preyed upon, a detestable state of affairs soon to be remedied...
England is ill prepared, Europe is in turmoil and the French Revolution is readying to sweep across the continent. A tedious uneasy peace poises on a knife's edge. Britannia rules the waves, yet as more and more ships are mysteriously lost, it is rightly thought an act of war. However, England needs more time, or all could be lost.
With war looming, Lieutenant Hayden Reginald Cooper, Royal Navy, awaits in Portsmouth braving a bitter cold winter with half pay, beached in a constant state of penury. With little prospects, little "interest" and no chance of promotion or advancement, he is the perfect choice for the Admiralty: unknown, unimportant and wholly dispensable.
And so it begins, a turbulent action-packed naval adventure within the murky waters preceding war, the French piracy soon to discover the grit of a lowly Lieutenant, one who has very little to lose...
"Heavily spiced with action... an unbridled and no-holds-barred adventure story that is very much in the illustrious rip-roaring style of the "Hornblower" books of the great C.S. Forester..." - THE HISTORICAL FICTION COMPANY
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Book Excerpt
Agamemnon had at first approached in apparent haste, but now with both ships almost upon her flanks, she sought to slyly creep towards her prey, wind spilling cleverly from her sails. As each of the enemy ships came abeam, the sheets let go and wind abruptly filled her canvas, speedily bringing her back to life, much like a stalled stallion suddenly heeled in the side. She surged forth, her pace very much a surprise. The cannon upon Agamemnon commenced, a rolling broadside as each barrel lined upon the other. Solitaire was almost caught unaware, the suddenness of Agamemnon’s ability to make way causing havoc with their aim. Hastily the French struggled, desperate to properly time their linstocks to the touch holes, for they had not flintlocks. Finally the French unleashed their iron, all in one cruel moment, a total broadside.
Holt beheld the incoming broadside standing tall upon the quarterdeck. In the first moments he regarded the undeniable sight of smoke instantly puffing from the ships yonder, silently though, for the sound had not yet fully travelled. He was thereafter borne of a singular mind, assuredly a mind to which all familiarity with the outside world now fell lost. It certified within him a suffering never before deemed imaginable. It was a hostility he would soon not forget, such was his boyhood innocence. Noted instantly were a great many astonishing sounds, all racing to rupture the virtue of his lobes, an overall resonance seemingly strange and without a doubt wholly outlandish. Having never been on the receiving end of such a broadside, it openly gave him pause. The whistling tunes aloft seared the sky and oh how they chanced to inflict the gravest of thoughts, the wind of the enemy’s shots whizzing as they trespassed upon the ship. The scene descended upon him most abruptly, the horrendous tearing of sails overhead, the ripping of canvas crying aloud as the weight of spars sought to claw them down. Splinters upon bulwark and gunwale haphazardly flew, mimicking a violent winter’s storm, more furious than even a hundred wood choppers madly serving their axes. All about the planking, indeed immersed within the depths of the structure, Agamemnon shuddered and trembled, the penance of each shot hurried from the ship. The roaring of cannon reverberated within his chest, almost as if he were in fact somehow the barrel itself, the hum of each shot grabbing wickedly at his heart. The deafening turmoil within sought to impose a hideous most disturbed feeling and immediately he felt inclined to be uncontrollably ill, the vile gurgling about his abdomen finally seeping the sanctity of his throat.
Commonly could Holt discern explosions from all parts of the ship, the ensuing chaos distinctly mingled in the distance with the thumping bang of yonder French cannon. Here and there could he hear shots striking the sides, the ricochet of the balls within as they forced their way through the oak, ever refusing to resist. Within the smoke, beneath the hail of iron, it was as if the ship had been levied by a thunderous tempest lighting its fury upon her, randomly strewing the fallen into weeping pools of its bloodied wrath. It was a scene which very much sought to arrest his entire being, the chaste adolescence beholden within him now very much befallen, the eyes of a young soul ever youthful no more. He attended his duty nonetheless, an indescribable confusion surging about the decks as he found himself giving orders as if he was the only body still standing. A jack not thirty feet before him stood attending his gun, only a moment later to instantly disappear with nothing apparent striking him. Another jack stumbling had lost his leg, hopelessly fumbling to tie off the stump with a handkerchief. The hand of god breached the ship and oh how every man prayed as the carnage fell haplessly upon them. Yet in the next moment, within the despair, unexpectedly and seemingly all at once, almost without warning, indeed without the slightest prejudice as it is with all great storms, was Agamemnon engulfed in compelling silence. Shots on both sides had been spent and the race to reload began. Only the cries of the wounded and the sporadic squawking of some ragged gulls served to remind Holt that he was still the first officer aboard a ship of war and not some spirit haplessly wandering the afterlife.
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Book Reviews
5.0 out of 5 stars Awesome! Thank you!
Reviewed in Australia on October 3, 2024
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I have read some Hornblower books and really love this period. It is definitely different to Hornblower though, in a good way. The storyline is actually very clever - starting well before war has even erupted. The author utilises the language of the time and I really felt like a willing passenger travelling along with the heroes. The battles are very descriptive, sometimes a bit technical, but that doesn’t detract from the overall enjoyment. There is also a useful glossary for the more ancient words - there is quite a bit of slang used. I found the story to be a reasonable pace at first, as it is clear the battles come later. But the action comes thick and fast after that all the way to the end. Personally I got a warm feeling of the endearing loyalty shared by the main characters, which made me want to share in the adventure and read more (and hopefully not see them die!). There is a lot of artwork, mostly authentic period pieces according to the credits.
I see that this is book one, so I cannot wait for book two! If you like short books, forget this, as it’s a long voyage! There are 24 chapters! Having said that, I almost get the feeling this could be two books (as you will see midway there is a passage of time). Refreshing and better value. Whilst it is a serous style of story, there are many spots of levity sprinkled about - made me grin. These types of books aren’t for everyone - but this is definitely for me - loved it!
I attached a page from the glossary and also one of the artworks (don’t worry, no spoilers).
*****
5.0 out of 5 stars Most enjoyable.
Reviewed in Australia on October 3, 2024
Loved this. Made me want to read more . The language reflects the time period but is easy to understand. The glossary for slang lends understanding of the period. Once it gets going the action ramps up . The authors dry sense of humour shines through. The attention to naval detail and general tradition and protocol allows the reader to be part of the story and to understand a time past. The naval battles are exciting and portrays a time we will not see again Totally enjoyed this and cannot wait for book 2