A space detective with his two companions Gail and Norman, who is able to ascend into the astral realms of the spirit using his mirror body and also into alternate dimensions of reality.  He visits the Ancient Ones of Light,spirit creatures of our galaxy and is given two wrist bracelets  that empower his travel through the many domains and realms of existence.  

        The stories encompass several big adventures. He disappears into a strange phenomenon  resembling a white hole that is moving through the galaxy so fast that it cannot be seen by normal physical eyes.  He then enters into a galaxy that has a vacuum of white light  filled with large blue-black ultraviolet suns.

            Visiting other planets he encounters a huge ancient underground complex that leads him to Soul-gate the temple of souls, battling with an awesome psychic power that threatens a living death in a limbo existence.

           Thraeot, a planet thrown into chaos and destruction by religious mayhem. A large group inspired by divine fanaticism A religion bent on blowing up a whole city, killing millions of people.

            Two strange dimensions of existence that defy belief and logic. Jim travels through the mountains of mosaic death and into the realms of the shadow people where physical existence is not what it seems. In another domain lived a race of people who float and move with their own body facilities in a realm of beauty and tranquility and nil gravity.  They are overpowered by a brutal thuggish race who dominate  all life. Will they be subjected to a life of horror or will the Justiciary of the Hoverers prevail.  All is not what it seems.  Visit Jim Long space agent short stories section.  See still pictures of Jim Long in three dimensional images. Please obtain your FREE INFO BOOKLET now.

            Amazing stories of apocalyptic alternate worlds of alien beings and the dystopian spirit world of the unlife. The speculative fiction and scifi site of author Robin G Howard featuring the Jim Long space agent series of books, paperback and electronic.

The psychic thinker is here - a psychological exploration of different aspects of life in a thought provoking way. A New look at life - Why am I here? Who am I? What am I? Will religion let me down? Has it let me down already? What do I really know about religion? Life after death – personal psychic premonitions in Life! A touch of homespun philosophy. Asking the questions of life and questions invoking the sixth sense and tarot cards.

Hello folks, I’m Robin G Howard author of the Jim Long space agent series of books.

I was born in Sheffield,Yorkshire at the beginning of the war, the second world war

that is, I’m not that ancient. It seems like a totally different world now to what it was.

My adventure playgrounds were bomb craters. It seemed remarkable that myself

and others were actually  pretending to be Errol Flynn (A big film star of the time)

and fencing with our three feet long, one penny canes, used as swords, bought from

the local hardware store. We were anything from Robin Hood and his merry men to

Cavaliers and Roundheads and the three Musketeers. Then we changed to

Roy Rogers and Gene Autrey  (stars of the cowboy films) with plastic guns and

holsters. A cowboy kit was a must for Christmas. We even had at one time potato

guns. I think we used to carry potato’s in our pocket which you would jam into the

barrel and out again, leaving a small portion of potato inside. This would then be fired

at your opponent. Shades of Health and safety, it would never be allowed today

without a protective suit and helmet with visor.

            Amazingly, at the side of the bomb craters were trees unaffected by the blast.

One such tree had several of its long downward roots showing where the blast had

removed the soil. A large branch projected outward over the crater, and we then

became Tarzan, swinging out over the crater on a large rope attached to the branch.

We would then travel on our bicycles out to black brook just past Rivelin valley where

a long stream of water ran down to the River.  Here we became engineers, making

a dam of the stream with packs of wet mud and clay. We would then sail our small

model boats in the water. At the end of the afternoon we would breach the dam

and watch it cascade down to the river.

           There was very little money in those days for presents of a luxurious kind.

Imagination played a big part in my life. There were thousands of comic books

on the shelves at the newsagents including Superman and Flash Gordon and of

course the advent of the Eagle with Dan Dare pilot of the future. At fourteen years

of age I started a paper round and in several of the paper deliveries were comics,

The Dandy and the Beano and the Eagle. After a month I was fired for taking too long

on my rounds. I was reading all the comics before I delivered. Another newsagent

took me on, I had learned my lesson and learned speed reading!  

         Around Walkley and Crookes, the area I lived in Sheffield, were two local

Cinemas (Walkley Palladium and Crookes Palace) where at every opportunity I was

watching films. I think it cost about sixpence to see a film and a shilling for the best

seats. In the city centre was the Gaumont, the Cinema Palace and the Hippodrome,

a Theatre converted into a cinema, and the Wicker cinema. Some of the shows were

continuous and if you were late you had to queue, waiting for the doorman to shout

‘Two singles’ that may get you in. At the Hippodrome, through lack of money I used to

sit in the ‘Gods’ which was a theatre term for the third tier balcony . The screen seemed

miles away yet in a 3D film ‘Phantom of the Rue Morgue’ the carnival scene was fantastic,

the balloons seemed to be floating all around the cinema. This was watched with red and

Cyan glasses.  

          I think one of my favourite cinemas was the News Theatre in Fitzallen Square.

I spent hours in there before television closed it down. The full programme was

about an hour and a half and continuous throughout the day. It had all the main news

(Gaumont British: Pathe news) plus Loads of shorts (Joe MacDokes a Mr Bean of his time)

The Three Stooges ( A must for crazy slapstick) all the latest cartoons in between and

even 3D shorts and specials including the Rocky Marciano heavyweight title,

(including the training) in an edited version. There was also a fabulous 3D cartoon

‘The Owl and the Pussycat’ with great effect in the land of the Bong Bong trees. Then came

fifteen episodes of Superman, Flash Gordon and many others following on each week.

It can only be described as a feast of entertainment. I used to stay in there all afternoon

Especially for the 3D films.

           In  1957 I became a sign writer, a job I really loved. Creating lettering and logo’s

for vans and shops and fascias. The smallest job was lettering a pub license plate in

Attercliffe and I travelled there and back on the bus on the upper deck. In my portable

paint box I had left a tin of paint open that partially spilled over onto the floor of the bus.

I spent a hasty ten minutes with grinning people watching me mop it up with turps.

The bus conductor never knew.

                      I joined the Royal Air Force in 1959. The recruitment officer informing me

of a date three months hence when I would proceed to Cardington, the base of recruitment.

He became alarmed when I suggested I would like to go next week. I then received a gentle

rebuke that his itinerary was at capacity until that date. I was young and assertive and

finally pleading said, “Couldn’t you please squeeze me in next week?”

            I left the next week on the train for a new adventure.

I became a driver on crash rescue of various fire tenders - Wotty- (with a super crash

Gearbox that you had to double de-clutch), the Mark 5 - Mark 5A and the Mark 6 which had

a salamander armoured chassis (three wheels on each side and centre steering and a

Pre-select gearbox) It was in Scotland that I met my first wife Catherine and within several years

we had four children. As I was about to leave the forces I had a strange trip in a dream  which took

me into the future to show me an event. This is another story related in my booklet ‘The Psychic Thinker’.

          Leaving the Air Force I had another two adventures, joining Sheffield Fire Brigade -

quite a few stories there - and worked all my spare time at the Sheffield Lyceum Theatre.

I worked as a stage electrician through operas, pantomime, ballet noting all the scene

changes and how it all worked.

           In 1969 the Lyceum closed down, much to my regret. The next adventure loomed.

I had sung a few  times in the Air force and got to the finals of a talent competition doing

a mime act with a colleague at the Inverness Empire. We failed at the Grampian TV studio

because we changed the act and it was not as slick or funny as the original. I did my round

of the clubs and formed a double act with my partner then Roy Caval. We did clubs,

theatres, summer seasons and pantomimes, travelling all over the country. The act was

called Howard and Caval and the only recording ever made can be heard on You Tube.

           When we parted the next adventure arrived. I became part of a Theatrical

Company producing shows of all kinds. I wrote six Pantomimes and a black light

Theatre production of Pinocchio. In some of those pantomimes appeared Charlie Drake,

Tammy Jones and Harry Worth. Pinocchio was performed at many theatres in the UK

including Birmingham Hippodrome. That period came to a close with me going back to the

clubs with my then wife, Susan. The next adventure had me taking on entertainment

manager for Butlins. For the most of the next 16 years, I did all the in-house entertainment

shows and pre-cabarets with a staff of 10, running a £300,000 budget  and booking acts

like Bob Monkhouse and Jimmy James.(Soul)

             In semi-retirement I still sing rat pack style songs of the great American song book.                        Writing is the final adventure with the Jim long space agent series. Unfortunately,

I have been so busy writing I haven’t been selling so there are four books for you to

choose from  in the series.

The speculative future environment as seen through my eyes as an author as a boy and then man, is written and published in books of fiction. Some administrators would call it pulp fiction others science fiction. I recently unearthed an old box that had been in the loft of my parents house in Sheffield from 1960. In it my mother had saved some of items I endeavoured to accomplish as a 12/13 year old boy. Although I am a very poor artist I had conjured up a character called Jim Long space agent and drew matchstick figures and storylines. I had wondered when he had been created and now I suddenly knew. She had saved some of my comics that I had done for school friends approximately 1952/53. It came as a slight shock as I did not start writing Jim Long until 1980. It just goes to show how remarkable the human brain is. It just goes to show what is stored in the subconscious. I was immersed in science fiction and speculative fiction at that time and remember another boy who scoffed that no one could get to the moon. I bet him a pound that someone would reach the moon in our lifetime. I won the bet, but I cannot remember who it was with. The 1950’s was an age of science fiction and new cinema techniques - cinerama - 3d films - vistavision. New technology came in so fast including television.

           In the 1980’s I bought Alan Sugar’s first Amstrad computer and started writing again. So if you have a desire, a dream, never let it go!

That’s all for now folks - more next month

My kindest regards

Robin

Many futures exist in the akashic records of  the astral realms, many endings and probabilities are recorded there in mental or thought pictures. The fifth speculative novel due out within the next three years explores the astral world bringing a great alarm both to humankind and the spirit realm. Will the Creator finally have to destroy all of creation and start again?