You talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?

Ever noticed how 99% of those who like to use the appelation ‘Author’ on sites like Facebook and Twitter, haven’t published anything? They all Talk the Talk. In fact thats all they ever do. None of them ever Walk the Walk, or to put it another way, none of them know what it means to be a writer.

The writer’s lot is not for the faint hearted. How many other vocations do you know that place what seem to be impossible demands on those involved like the months of research, followed by more months of 12 – 18 hour days (and nights) writing that first draft. Then comes even more months of editing, polishing and agonising over your latest literary creation.

As a published author, unlike the hundreds of wannabes on the internet, like my fellows I have no normal life. How can any of us? After all we’re writers, not social climbing BS artists. Before I finish, lets see how many of you know who Jan Morris was. Here’s a hint – she was a published writer, in other words an author. But what is she famous for?

 

The City and the Stars (4) – The Ring of Brodgar

Ring of Brodgar anyone?

The Silent Eye

You turn to take in the landscape… This magnificent place, where the natural features are as spectacular as the Neolithic discoveries, lies between two lochs surrounded by a natural amphitheatre. You are encircled by the hills and the monuments that make up the heart of Orkney’s Neolithic World Heritage Site. Welcome to the Ring of Brodgar, in the valley of the stars…

(1500 words, a twelve-minute read)

The Ring of Brodgar lies on the isthmus between the Lochs of Harray and Stenness. It is one of the best stone circles in the world and originally comprised 60 megaliths, of which 27 remain upright. It is a perfect circle, 104 metres in diameter.

It is breathtaking, and unlike many ancient circles, if you go at the right time, you can have it all to yourself… When we visited, in September 2020, there were less than twenty people there.

It used to…

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Its Time To Pay The Piper!

Yet another example of a lost opportunity – yours, not mine….

Have We Had Help?

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Yesterday’s Chapter of Onet’s Tale was the last. Whether you appreciate the fact or not, thanks to my generosity of spirit I gave each and every one of you the privilege of reading a one of a kind novel, one chapter at a time, written in 2003 by myself then briefly published in 2010 before being pulled by the publisher when I left them after a dispute over their reluctance to pay royalties owed.

Now here’s the thing, according to WordPress’ stats, confirmed by Google Analytics, the number of you who actually took advantage of my offer, to say the least is pathetically small. Out of the five hundred and twenty people who currently follow this blog, only three actually read and commented as well as ‘Liking’. One of you from the prologue to the end. One is approximately nine tenths the way through as she catches up. The third…

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Publishing Confusion – Part One

Confused about publishing? Read on…

Plaisted Publishing House

YOUR TIME ISN’T FREE – EVERY MINUTE IS WORTH…?

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There are lots of new writers out there each and every day. There is also a heck of a lot of confusion in writing groups. The same questions get asked constantly, people give inaccurate information to each other, few do their own research to find the information they need to publish a book. The main issue is paying for publishing.

Paying for Publishing – Confusion

What is the new writer really asking? What should your reply be if you’re trying to help them. We really need to look deeper than saying things like ‘don’t pay for publishing it’s Vanity Publishing and Publishing is FREE’  If you say publishing is FREE then you obviously don’t value the time it took you to write, to learn the processes of how to publish. Not everyone is good with computers, websites, marketing, graphic design, etc…

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FIFTY+ YEARS LONELINESS V (P.2)

Something from Aladin…

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Turn on, Tune in, Drop out! This World is not enough!

It is sometimes strange, to see a black sheep in a crowded white sheep. Or another way around, what so ever; it is so, sometimes you are the other sheep, and you must fight for your rights. I just followed my instinct. I thought I have sacrificed so much grief for the lie of my mother in the case of my father’s death, then I let my feelings explode, let them go their way, I just needed it! Then I was also promised with my abilities to arts, I began with drums as I was lucky to get a birthday present from my cousin; a small compact drum with two small snare-drums on bass-drum and a little drums basin swinging above. I hammered it so perfect that all the people around were amused. Therefore, I decided to make…

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All writers need to use a thesaurus

Increase your vocabulary before you write…

Have We Had Help?

Chris-Lonsdale

For any writer, no matter whether or not you are new or seasoned, one thing we all have to take into account when writing a book is the use of appropriate words. There is always a danger of a writer opting for a limited vocabulary.

Instead of using certain words simply because your are familiar with them and likely use them whenever conversing in you’re daily life, believe me it’s far better to make use of a Thesaurus. Always be on the lookout for acceptable alternatives.

What do I mean by this? To illustrate my point the following part of a sentence in a book I am currently re-reading by one well-known author, quite literally puts words into the mouth of his chief character, which simply were not in use during the time period the story is set in. “They came swarming downstream, transports filled with palace servants and slaves…

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Meeting A Dream

Another delightful story from Peter…

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She was a prisoner like me, wrapped in invisible chains wrought out of bills, greed and indecision: both the writer and victim of her life history, for none of which she accepted any responsibility. She had a beauty which cuts through complacency, and a smile which unlocks the heart of almost any man. I was “almost any man” I found out later as she walked into my life bringing no answers with her.

I knew that when I first met her: I was much the same as her, trapped in a world of my own making marked by shrinking opportunity. She drank a bit and smoked with rare defiance so even though I did not smoke myself I took to carrying a lighter so our eyes could meet over its flame. I think she knew I liked her and I think she knew we were the same, but I had…

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Pay attention!

An appeal that fell on deaf ears!!!

Have We Had Help?

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Right, I’ve finished the rewrite of my fantasy anthology Goblin Tales. The next stage is to format it, first as an e-book, then later in paperback form. But only if there is a demand for it.

Now here’s where you come in.

If and I do mean if I publish it, depends entirely on you my blog followers, all 680 of you.

To that end I have prepared a .pdf version for a minimum of twelve people to read – 160 pages in all. Or if you prefer – 84,768 words. If you would like to be one of the lucky twelve (even if fantasy is not your thing) email me at:

jackeason5@gmail.com.

Remember, if twelve of you don’t come forward wanting to read and positively review it, Goblin Tales will not be published; it’s as simple as that!

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Life on the beach

Read all about Jim’s alter ego Tallis Steelyard…

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I have written previously about the Rattlestone Sisters of Philanthropy. But perhaps I ought to delve more deeply into the impact they inadvertently had on Rattlestone. This collection of perfectly sensible and modestly well-to-do ladies effectively recreated Rattlestone. But not necessarily as they would have hoped to.

One of the early impacts was on the local young women and girls of the village. They had a life path laid out for them. They would do what their mothers did, marry a fisherman, keep house, have children, be widowed young, marry again, be widowed in middle age, and then grow old alone. To be fair, it wasn’t a bad option compared to that of the sons of Rattlestone. The Rattlestone graveyard is interesting in that very few named males are interred there. The men of Rattlestone die at sea and their bodies, if found, are washed ashore in a condition where…

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I love women

… there I’ve said it.

Keeley Hawes

Is there anything more bewitching, more beautiful, more maddening than the female of our species? All I’ve ever wanted my entire life is to be loved by a beautiful women. For eighteen months back in the mid sixties I was loved by one such woman. Her name was Mia. She was a beautiful, gentle, Montagnard girl I met and fell in love with during my time in Vietnam. But our happiness was short lived, thanks to the war in that beautiful country. Since then I’ve never had the courage to find another, let alone get close to her.

But, despite that fact, I’ve never stopped loving beautiful women like the English Rose pictured above, even though at almost seventy three I’m now too old to attract such a beauty, to share what remains of my life. The trouble is the only women I seem to attract these days are the ones well past their sell by date…