Aberystwyth Noir

They said it couldn’t be done. They said there was no way a mortal writer could imprison the pilgrim soul of the town in the gaol house of words. Yeh, well, at least I tried, didn’t I? Didn’t I? Nurse! Where’s my tea?

What is it about Aberystwyth?

After travelling all over the world—from South America to Asia and Polynesia—I can honestly say I have never been to any land where I didn’t meet at least one person who had heard of the town.

I first realised this when I was in Borneo. I was deep in the heart of the rainforest, on the mighty Rajang river, meeting with a tribal elder to discuss the possibility of dancing the Ngajat with his daughter.

He asked me where I was from and when I told him Aberystwyth his face lit up, he glanced up at the Heavens in disbelief.  ‘So it really exists, then? We thought it was a make-believe place, told of old in our legends, like Troy, Nineveh and Timbuktu. A fabulous town’.

‘Well, it is pretty fabulous,’ I said. ‘It’s got a Cliff Railway.’

 ‘Please,’ he said. ‘Please dance the Ngajat with my daughter.’

And so I did.There are six novels in the Aberystwyth Noir series, and one in the Jack Wenlock series, with a second currently in the hands of the midwife.

If you click on the link below it will take you to my page at Bloomsbury, where you can read extracts, or even stump up some moolah and buy a book. Put it on the mantelpiece to keep the vicar away.

Sheer delight…already one of my favourite books of the year—GUARDIAN
Marvelously imaginative…You’ll weep and laugh on the same page. Wonderful—GUARDIAN
Inventive, funny and dark, Pryce packs more style into a sentence than most authors could hope for in volumes—BIG ISSUE
Pryce really is in a league of his own—TIME OUT
A uniquely surreal spin on the hoary conventions of noir writing…impossibly weird and, in parts, beautifully lyrical—GUARDIAN
Surreal, absurd and very funny—THE TIMES

Pryce’s fictional Aberystwyth is a sustained masterpiece of dark imagination—DAILY TELEGRAPH

 

 

Last known photo of Marty (front row, far right) taken six months after his death on the games field.

 

 

Introducing  Jack Wenlock, GWR railway detective

An arresting mixture of Boy’s Own Adventure, Fifties gumshoe novel and oddly affecting love story, this is an absolute treat—Mail on Sunday
An utter delight – this cocktail of the surreal and the terrifyingly real is a rare entertainment for rail fans and crime fans alike—Michael Williams, author of On the Slow Train
Wildly funny, admirably eccentric and warm and humane…Sumptuously detailed—Morning Star

Anyone who loves steam trains, detective thrillers and P. G. Wodehouse will feel distinctly at home.

Jasper Fforde

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