Monthly Archives: May 2017

Announcing the release of Autumn 1066

Jack Eason's avatarHave We Had Help?

Autumn2

Down the centuries the British Isles has always been seen by invaders as a legitimate target for exploitation. This novella concerns the last few weeks of  Anglo-Saxon occupation, ending on the 14th of October, 1066.

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At long last my historical novella Autumn 1066 (paperback only) is now available for purchase.

Please take note of the following number:- ISBN-13: 978-1546685302.

First of all, may I suggest that you order your copy directly from CreateSpace by inserting the above ISBN number when looking for it. Ordering directly from the printer is by far the cheapest purchasing option.

I ordered six copies to give to my friends at US$2.15 each as opposed to US$5.38 each on Amazon US, and UK£4.17 on Amazon UK. The CreateSpace price for my latest book works out at roughly what you pay for the average ebook these days. Which makes it value for money, I’m sure…

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Problems in listening to the podcast of my interview on the World Poetry Reading Series

I would like to apologise for the difficulties encountered by some readers when attempting to listen to the podcast of my recent interview on Vancouver Co-op Radio. Several people, (including my own dear mum)! Have contacted me saying that they could not access the broadcast (a link to which can be found here, http://worldpoetry.ca/?p=11765).

Having (initially) been able to listen to the programme, I was unaware of the problems experienced by others in accessing the broadcast. However, having encountered the same problem while attempting to listen earlier today, I contacted Vancouver Co-op Radio and received the following response which does, essentially boil down to the need to use Google Chrome:

“Our archives are flash based and Google does not support Flash any longer. As an under-resourced organization, we are not in the position to upgrade to
HTML5 for our players until the earliest at the end of 2017.
You can, however, enable flash in your browser. Ensure you have the latest updated version of Google Chrome and you can read the following to help you
understand what is happening:
http://www.pcadvisor.co.uk/how-to/internet/how-stop-flash-crashing-in-chrome-3332967/
I hope to get this upgraded or have a temporary solution in place soon”.

Once again, please accept my apologies.

Kevin

Heredity

rhymepoetry's avatarRhyme

I am the family face;
Flesh perishes, I live on,
Projecting trait and trace
Through time to times anon,
And leaping from place to place
Over oblivion.

The years-heired feature that can
In curve and voice and eye
Despise the human span
Of durance – that is I;
The eternal thing in man,
That heeds no call to die.

Thomas Hardy

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Shouting Into The BlackForest

A young child, at the edge of a vast forest, calls out
“is there anybody there?”
The silence echos back at him, as it has always done. But, sooner or later something may answer his call. Will it be a large, friendly Labrador, with it’s tail wagging furiously that comes rushing out of the forest’s black interior to greet him, or a pack of ravenous wolves. He knows not, yet he continues to call.

Is not the above, rather like our obsession with finding “aliens”? I don’t know whether they exist, but our obsession with shouting into the dark forest may, sooner or later result in us finding out. Perhaps the confirmation of the existence of aliens will be the last knowledge we, as humans gain …

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neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS's avatarneelwritesblog

A JUNGLE STORY

Thursday photo prompt – Green #writephoto

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Thursday photo prompt – Green #writephoto

By Neel Anil Panicker

Inspector Iqbal Khan was in a bad mood. He had never been inside a jungle.

The closest he had come to a wooded experience was when as a kid he and his cousins had scaled the seven-foot-high walls of the sprawling farmhouse adjacent to their ancestral village house and scurried back again, the pockets of their cotton half pants bulging with ripened Alphonsos, the King of Indian mangoes.

‘Sir, be careful. There are a lot of snakes around here,’ said his prisoner, adding, ‘every year quite a few people die here of snake bites.’

Inspector Khan felt froth forming in his mouth.

A stab of pain shot up his chest.

Though only mid afternoon, darkness had descended.

The two were in the heart of a dark jungle. All he could see was…

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Book Launch for “My Old Clock I Wind” by Kevin Morris

During my interview with Ariadne Sawyer, of Vancouver Co-op Radio’s the World Poetry Reading Series, on 4 May, (http://worldpoetry.ca/?p=11765), I was asked about my plans as regards my forthcoming collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind And Other Poems”. Ariadne’s question prompted me to get my skates on, as it brought home the fact that I had given little thought to the idea of a physical (real world) launch of “My Old Clock”.

I am planning a book launch in late June. The launch will take place in the function room of my favourite local pub, The Railway bell, (http://www.rampubcompany.co.uk/visit-pubs/railway-bell).

The pub is within easy reach of rail and bus connections, it being approximately 25 minutes from London Victoria to Gipsy Hill or Crystal Palace stations.

I will, of course post further details once the arrangements are confirmed. If you have any queries in the meantime, please contact me at newauthoronline (at) gmail dot com. (The address is rendered in this manner to defeat spam).

Mermaid and Merman

“Our love is deep as the sea,
And There is such depth to you and me.
We go so far down,
We will in passion drown”,
(the mermaid said,
As she wriggled her toes,
On the ocean’s bed).

“Poseidon knows,
How the tide comes and goes,
My pretty rose”,
(I said,
With a shake of my head,
As I departed our briny bed).