Rick Brindle

  In the post apocalyptic world I created in Berkshire, England, it goes something like this. Healer, because there’s no NHS anymore (you’ll miss it when it’s gone) 2. Farmer, because you need food, and hunter gatherers, well, they’ll never bring enough bacon in to feed everyone. 3. Builder, to keep any surviving structures in good enough nick to keep you warm and dry. 4. Leader. Well, not everyone can be in charge, but a small group of survivors need to kick in together, and that won’t happen without someone credible in charge. Meet Silver, the leader in my created world. Or at least, someone just like her. 5. Fighters, soldiers, defenders. Whatever you want to call them, you might be a peace loving society, but not everyone will be, and they just might want a bit of what you’ve got. 6. Explorers, because in a world where nothing’s made anymore, it’s essential that you find and secure any stockpiles of…whatever. 7. Researchers. Stuff needs to be learned, maybe re-learned. So peopl...

Cold Steel and the Underground Boneyard , the third novel in the Cold Steel trilogy is free to download from Amazon for a limited time. Get your free copy now! Cold Steel are back! Their new album has just been released. Their previously cancelled Spanish tour dates have been rearranged, with the female trio and Spain’s biggest metal band, Damas Infernales, supporting. Cold Steel’s biggest asset though, is Johnny Faslane, their brutally talented manager. But even Johnny can’t fully eliminate Cold Steel’s innate ability to spectacularly destroy their prospects, and even before their second concert ends, the tour is scrapped after an ill-advised trip back to the eighties, and the band are put into creative deep freeze by their record company. Only an unprecedented event and a lot of money can possibly turn their fortunes around. Like a five hundred year old treasure hoard that a long dead pirate once offered in return for his life, treasure that has never been found. Cold Steel find a vi...

  The 1 tonne land rover When I was first posted to the squadron, each rapier kit had two of these and one regular three quarter tonner. The one tonnies though, were the absolute dog’s bollocks (that’s Britspeak for really good). They looked sexy as hell, they had four wheel drive capability and a cool winch at the front, which I never used. If the eight man crew was ever at full strength, each one tonnie had to have room for three men. The driver and front passenger were the lucky ones, as they had proper seats. The third guy? Well, if you were in the fire unit truck, you at least got to sit on the tracker’s seat, provided it wasn’t buried beneath everyone’s webbing and Bergen, and if you were in the radar tracker truck, it was a case of pick a spot and hold on tight. This was also before the days of power steering, so driving for a long time could get tiring. English Electric Lightning The last all-British supersonic warplane, and the ultimate interceptor…maybe. Maybe because it ...

  Kiss of the Gypsy Early 90’s blues rockers who made a seismic debut album. They probably just came along at the wrong time, as grunge swept everything else aside, which was a shame, as they guys definitely didn’t get the recognition they deserved. Skin A hugely popular band, again, early 90’s but they just didn’t get the attention they deserved. I love their albums, loved their live shows, but not enough other people did. Baby Animals Australian rockers who absolutely deserved the big time. A hugely diverse sound, and a crime that they didn’t achieve bigger success. And of course, Cold Steel. Cold Steel on the Rocks We Are Cold Steel Cold Steel on the Rocks It's Not For Everyone Sister Alex

  Options include s olar panels, wind turbines and water wheels. Well, that’s probably quite a sweeping statement, and I guess it depends on the kind of apocalypse we’re dealing with. So, in the apocalypse I created, Alex, my main survivor, rifled deserted DIY shops and set up her repurposed military bunker with a steady supply of solar power Backed up with a small wind turbine Other surviving communities in Alex’s world have chanced upon an old water wheel, which makes them very lucky. Sister Alex Cold Steel on the Rocks We Are Cold Steel Cold Steel and the Underground Boneyard It's Not For Everyone

  My latest novel,  Sister Alex , has just had a shout out from  The Write Advice . Thanks to Anna for an excellent proof read. Berkshire, England, and it’s no longer the promised land. Ever since a species-wide illness wiped out nearly every human being, the home counties have become a gender-based battlefield. The women stick together as a single, cohesive community, but only as long as you’re a woman. And it’s the same for the men, although they haven’t quite got the same group thing going, choosing instead to range as lone threats, taking what they want. Sometimes they team up and run in pairs, but only as long as you’re a man. They’re separate tribes, and they hate each other on sight. Pick your gender, pick your side. And then there’s Alex, born as a man, identifies as a woman, and thanks to a stash of scavenged hormones, she’s stuck somewhere between the two, lost in the middle and hated by them all. But she’s survived, and if what’s left of the world w...

  I'm really happy to announce that my newest novel,  Sister Alex , has just been published and is available to buy from Amazon. It's a post-apocalyptic story about trans woman Alex, and her fight for survival, and acceptance in a world that doesn't want her. Berkshire, England, and it’s no longer the promised land. Ever since a species-wide illness wiped out nearly every human being, the home counties have become a gender-based battlefield.   The women stick together as a single, cohesive community, but only as long as you’re a woman.   And it’s the same for the men, although they haven’t quite got the same group thing going, choosing instead to range as lone threats, taking what they want. Sometimes they team up and run in pairs, but only as long as you’re a man.   They’re separate tribes, and they hate each other on sight. Pick your gender, pick your side.   And then there’s Alex, born as a man, identifies as a woman, and thanks to a stash of sca...