Abela Publishing
By Authors, For Authors
Abela Business Consulting Ltd trading as Abela Publishing
Sandhurst, Berkshire, UK
Registered in England and Wales Co. No. 3866324
www.AbelaPublishing.com
A book by Christiana Alberichi.
ISBN 978-1-907256-47-9
Henry Talks to God is a children’s story by UK based author Christiana Alberichi.
The outline of the story is Henry falls down some stairs at home and enters an unseen world.
While in this surreal world Henry encounters a gigantic orangey-purple sun mysterious dark and light
blue rings spinning around and a sky of pink and vanilla, turquoise and violet mountains, red and green
rocks and golden grass. A world without adults and only one King. A world in which Henry also learns
how to fly.
Abela Publishing and Christiana Alberichi would like to give an unknown artist the opportunity of
illustrating this book. The successful artist will also be given first refusal on all of Christiana’s
planned books and other children’s books that Abela Publishing has in development.
If you are interested, an excerpt from the story is listed below which we would like illustrated.
Images must have a minimum resolution of 300ppi.
Artists must preferably be students and not previously published or commissioned.
Entries must include:
Full Name
Email
Address
Contact Phone Number
Date of Birth
and if a student, institution and student number.
Payment will be via percentage of the royalty. The percentage will be negotiated by the selected
artist with the author and publisher.
Entries close on 31 March at midnight. All entries received after this date will not be considered.
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The light gradually softened and Henry felt a strong, gusty wind come up behind him. The wind blew him right through
the swirly door and up, up into the air just like he was a balloon. After a few minutes of drifting around, being blown
here and there, Henry, feeling rather dizzy, quietly floated down like a feather into a warm golden light.
To his amazement, he found himself standing in a gigantic blue-green forest among the tallest trees he’d ever seen.
He began walking along a nearby path, which was made of tiny, sparkling stones, which looked like diamonds, rubies,
pearls, emeralds, and sapphires!
Henry was so busy looking at his feet that he didn’t notice when a lion with a huge golden mane strode past, sniffed
the air, and settled down in the shade of the nearby trees. Henry also didn’t notice the two giraffes that glided by in
the distance, their necks poking out through the trees.
Suddenly, Henry heard a loud trumpeting noise as a herd of elephants began to stampede. A loud ‘ROAAAARRRR!’
echoed through the woods.
‘Ahhhhh!’ Henry screamed as he saw all the wild animals that surrounded him. He spun around desperately,
looking for a way out of the forest.
When Henry looked behind him, he couldn’t see the door anymore—he could only see hundreds of trees that looked
like Christmas trees and the odd, glittering pathway that swirled through them, branching out in paths that stretched
like long, thin fingers among the rows and rows of giant trees.