Category Archives: books

A strange experience have I had

On Friday evening, I popped into my favourite local, the Railway Bell for a pint or two. While there I fell into conversation with an acquaintance who mentioned my book, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”, (http://moyhill.com/lost/). I enquired whether he would like to see the book (I had a copy in my rucksack) and was told one was on order from his local bookshop. While I was delighted to learn that I had another customer for my work, I had to suppress a smile as the publisher holds no stock. Consequently my acquaintence’s order will find it’s way to Moyhill who will, in turn pass it on to me for fulfilment. I will then send a copy of “Lost” to the bookstore. How much simpler things would have been had my drinking companion gone direct to the horse himself!
The above does demonstrate that my book is showing up on all the correct systems, hence the bookstore being able to order it. I am, however still left feeling that I’ve been through rather a surreal experience!

Kevin

Morning Rain

Rain falling
Calling
To me as it fell
Casting it’s spell.
Drops on my window tapping.
The sound
Around
Me wrapping.

Eve
May deceive
While Adam and his mate
Learn to late
They did create
The serpent that
Under the Tree of Knowledge sat.

The constant rain
Drumming on my window pane.
The sane
Man
Can
Forgo
The forbidden fruit.
Yet his failure to withstand
The fickle hand
Of pleasure
Is at the root
Of much woe.
He doth Taste
In haste
And repent at leisure.

In the end
Only the Sane
Rain
Will remain,
As we descend
To the place where dreams that shatter
No longer matter
And lover’s inconstant chatter
Is replaced
By death’s blank face.

Selling Print Books

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What is the point of having your book (or books) available in print? Surely the future is digital. Print books moulder unread on dusty shelves while we all browse our Ereaders, tablets and smart phones? Below is my experience of selling the print edition of “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”, my latest collection of poetry, (http://moyhill.com/lost/).
I have given away copies of “Lost” in return for honest reviews in both print and electronic formats. Friends and several libraries have also been recipients of my book. Apart from free copies, I have sold a number of print books (8 at the last count). I usually carry several copies of “Lost” in my rucksack and if the conversation turns to books or what I do with my time, “Lost” is mentioned. At this point in the conversation I hand over a copy of my book, people flick through and (as mentioned above) have, on a number of occasions purchased a copy.
While it is true that I could bring up “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” on a Kindle or other device, in my experience most people still prefer the physicality of a book and are more likely to buy when faced by a hard copy work. I may have lost out on opportunities to market “Lost”. For example I recently gave a poetry reading at the Poetry Cafae in London’s Covent Garden. Being unsure as regards the rules of selling books at such events, I refrained from doing so. However several other poets did mention (and sell) their work and I shall not neglect a future opportunity to market mine.
What about sales via the internet or through brick and mortar bookstores? As mentioned earlier, “Lost” is available on the Moyhill site. In addition it can be found in my local independent bookstore, Bookseller Crow, (http://booksellercrow.co.uk/). While I am extremely grateful to the publisher for creating a dedicated webpage and to Bookseller Crow for stocking “Lost”, as of today (14 April) no sales have been forthcoming via the publisher or the bookshop.
Why should the above be the case? In my local bookshop “Lost” has to compete with thousands of titles and while it has an eyecatching cover (for which I’m grateful to David Cronin of Moyhill), my book has to compete with many other works possessing well produced covers. Another reason explaining the lack of sales in my local bookstore stems, I believe from the fact that poetry is very much a niche market and works of poetry do not sell in the same quantities as fiction. While I publicise my writing via this site (newauthoronline.com) my presence is not that of a Carol Ann Duffy and if most people haven’t heard of you it becomes largely a matter of chance as regards whether they will browse (let alone buy) your book. In short “Lost” is a small tree in a big forest and it is a matter of chance as to whether a wanderer stops to rest under it’s branches and enjoy the scent of my tree.
Turning to Moyhill, they are an excellent company and I cannot recommend them highly enough. However my book is one of many on the publisher’s website and it is, again largely a matter of chance whether a browser will alight on “Lost”.
The advantage of selling face-to-face is that readers can engage the poet and/or author in conversation. They can browse your book, ask questions and even request you to read a short passage. Likewise, with poetry readings, if a person attending likes what they hear, they are more likely to purchase the poet’s work than if they passed by his (or her) work in a bookshop.
The obvious disadvantage to selling face-to-face is that you, as the poet/author can only ever reach a tiny percentage of your potential readership, none the less a sale remains a sale!
In conclusion, in my experience, selling print books as a little known poet is perfectly possible, however sales largely flow from face-to-face interactions with potential readers/buyers. Having a website and/or blog is a great way to get your name out there and generate interest in your work, it will not, however necessarily lead to significant book sales. Despite not having sold books via my local bookstore, I remain grateful to them for stocking “Lost” and I’d certainly recommend getting your work stocked (if you can) by a bookstore.

(“Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” is also available as an ebook and can be found HERE) 

Interview with visually impaired writer Susie Steiner

My thanks to my friend John for drawing my attention to this interesting interview with visually impaired writer and Guardian columnist Susie Steiner, (http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0766g1s). The interview, which starts approximately 10 minutes into the programme, covers matters such as the impact of blindness on Susie’s writing.

Kevin

Joy In Melancholy

Excess of sadness
Leads on to madness.
Yet
Is it better to forget
Regret
In Hades river
Whither
We are all bound?
The place where the sound
Of weeping
Is never heard amongst the sleeping
Dead.

We are led
To seek happiness here
Yet, I fear
We hear
Not the joyess melancholy of the birds
Who’s song surpasses man’s paltry words.

Sadness and joy are our lot.
We have got
But a short space
To look upon nature’s beauteous face.
Let us live life to the full
For in Hades only the dull
River doth wait
To take
All we are away
From the sun’s bright day.

Reaper

Sitting in a field
I watch the grain yield
To the fickle
Sickle
That momentarily spares a stalk
As onward the reaper doth walk.

When he does approach
Will I reproach
Him and say,
“‘Tis not my day
To die
For the birds fly
In a cloudless sky.
I would gather wild flowers to my breast.
Surely ‘tis not time to rest?
Reaper go your way
For I feign would play
Another hour under the sun”.

Will he reply,
“All things must die.
You have had your fun.
Did you not see time, as the river run
Away?
Cease your play.
Face it like a man, for you have debts to pay”.

Werner

Her name was Werner
He just couldn’t spurn her
Advance,
For she did dance
Ever closer.

He said, “I’m a grocer”.
She replied with a sigh, “Oh how I love bananas.
You must see my pyjamas
All covered in llamas.
To tell you the truth
My real name is Ruth,
But it is better to be a girl called Werner
For no one can turn her
Away.
Let us play
With the llamas.
I may lose the pyjamas
For the Bahamas
Are hot
And I have got
A thirst to slake.
Come, let us swim in yonder lake!” …

A Hug

A hug spontaneously given.
Emotion
As an ocean
Wells up.
My cup is full
Yet the dull
Feel
Of an unreal
Embrace …
A girl’s pretty face.
Another time
Another place.

I have striven
To stand aloof
From the truth
And feeling
Yet my emotions are reeling
From a simple hug.
The fug
For a moment clears
And the truth rears it’s head.
Better an empty bed
Than meaningless words said
In pretence
And sense
Lost in arms
That hold no lasting charms.

Podcast of my interview on Croydon Radio

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On Saturday 9 April, I was privileged to appear on Croydon Radio to talk about my latest collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind”, (http://moyhill.com/lost/).

I would like to thank Tom Cannon of Croydon Radio for giving me the opportunity to talk about (and read) some of my poetry.

You can find a podcast of the show HERE

My interview begins at approximately 17:15 (about 1 hour and 15 minutes into the podcast).

Kevin

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I Am?

I am overly introspective.
Can you turn
Detective
And discern
The thoughts that churn
Around my mind?

You may find
A butterfly dancing in the sun light
Or a bat that flies at night.
Perchance a heart you will find,
Sometimes cruel
At others kind.

Whatever you should discover
I shall take cover
In verse,
At times verbose
More often terse.
A poet I am, I could do worse.