The All-clear – an anti-romance novella…

(The Rowlings Years Book 3; novella 1 )

© Chris Rose

‘I may have come full circle. And in order to continue, on my route… I need out…’

Out of what? You may ask.

Well, it wasn’t too many months ago Phillip Rowlings was living in France, in Nancy – was indeed a Nancy Boy, for one year only – by the end of which he obtained une carte blanche, or a permanent gig: the chance to tour the country on a professional footing, forming part of an acting troupe. For theatre has become his one true raison d’être; and not since the days of Northern Soul has he been imbued with such a passion. Deems he, at least…

Save he, Phillip, the actor, didn’t take it, the permanent gig, given the many holes to be refilled back in England. Responsibilities, most people call them; like, i.e., looking out for his son, whom, as it so transpires, Phillip’s unable to visit until the ex-wife sees fit; or, say, the rekindling of a love-affair with his psychiatrist, who’d been waiting patiently at home; and let’s not forget that returning to England entails completing his undergraduate studies, they being the very basis of his year in Nancy in the first place.

The list, in effect, is somewhat longer. Though Phillip may soon beg to differ. That is, once having been given The All-clear…

 1996.

If theatre, if music, if learning to grasp the very essence of life, is your thing, then this is your kind of book. For Phillip Rowlings is back once again, with all the trimmings, if in shorter form this time around; as part of the series The Rowlings Years, and in the first of three novellas…

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Before committing yourself to this treat, why not thrust yourself right into the thick of it! Here’s a SNIPPET > > > > ENJOY!

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