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Disquiet By A P Bullard: Book Review

“Disquiet”, an anthology by A P Bullard and other writers was well worth the £0.99 I paid for the book in the Amazon Kindle store. While not all of the stories produced in me a feeling of disquiet, the majority of the tales had me on the edge of my seat (or bed as I finished the book in my bedroom), wondering about the fate of the characters.

The story which especially horrified me concerned a man who chooses to gouge out his eyes. The author describes with clinical precision, down to the instruments employed, how the unnamed man goes about accomplishing this gruesome task. As someone who lost the majority of my sight as a very small child due to a blood clot I find it hard to grasp why anyone would, voluntarily gouge out their own eyes. However there are psychologically disturbed people out there and the story held me spellbound (that probably is a bad choice of words but I can not, at this juncture think of a better one) with a sense of horrified fascination.

The other tale which particularly intrigued me concerns a group of 3 disreputable characters in an inn. It is the well established story of those perpetually doomed by a demonic presence to repeat an action (in this case the opening of a box) with no possibility of redemption.

For anyone who enjoys uncomfortable reads I recommend “Disquiet” which can be downloaded here (http://www.amazon.com/Disquiet-anthology-A-P-Bullard-ebook/dp/B00OQJGU0K) or here (http://www.amazon.co.uk/Disquiet-anthology-P-Bullard-ebook/dp/B00OQJGU0K/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1423812600&sr=1-2&keywords=Disquiet%3A+an+anthology).

Stop Thief!

Today, as on every working day, I went into my office in central London with my trusty guide dog, Trigger. On opening my emails I was pleased to see, in among the various pieces of work requiring my attention that a colleague had emailed around saying that, in honour of his birthday he had made a lemon drizzle cake and we (lucky people) should help ourselves.

The cake was, I am pleased to report most delicious. Having partaken of the delights of cake I emailed my colleague thanking him for it and saying that, fortunately Trigger haden’t managed to get anywhere near my tasty snack, (Trigger has been known, on occasions to relieve unwary colleagues of their lunches. He is, obviously working for Wait Watchers and performing an invaluable function by preventing my office from over eating, noble beast that he is)!

Scarcely had I pressed send on my e-mail when I heard a commotion – Trigger had helped himself to the remains of a colleague’s slice of cake and, irony of ironies the person in question was none other than the birthday boy. Oops and double oops! Fortunately my colleague was more concerned whether the cake would upset Trigger’s stomach and not at all about the loss of his tasty snack. Oh the joys of taking one’s guide dog into the office. Anyone for cake? I’m sure I had a chocolate one somewhere. Now where could it have gone …

He Who Puts His Head Into The Lion’s Mouth …

(Warning – The Review linked to below contains strong language which some may find offensive.).

 

 

I came across Glenn Hates Books, (https://ghbooks.wordpress.com/) as a consequence of him having clicked the “like” button on several of my posts. Glenn’s site is not for the faint hearted. As the tagline makes clear it contains “brutally honest book reviews”. Anyone who visits Glenn Hates Books will find a book reviewer who pulls no punches. If Glenn believes that “a book sucks donkey balls” he will make that crystal clear in his review. It would be a brave or foolhardy author who would risk entrusting their pride and joy to the tender mercies of such a reviewer. Well I will leave it up to you to decide whether I am brave or downright foolish but, dear reader know that I screwed my courage to the sticking point and emailed a copy of my story, Samantha to Glenn with a request that he consider writing a review. Having clicked on “send” I felt rather like a man playing Russian Roulette. Would the gun go off blowing me to kingdom come or would I escape unscathed?

Why, you may well ask did I put myself through the ringer by approaching a reviewer known for his colourful language and, on occasions excoriating book reviews? The fact of the matter is that I was intrigued by Glenn’s approach to book reviewing. Like a moth to the flame I was drawn in.

I submitted my request for a review on Friday 6 February and on the evening of Monday 9 February received a helpful email from Glenn informing me that he had reviewed Samantha and providing links to the review, (https://ghbooks.wordpress.com/2015/02/09/samantha-is-a-dirty-whore/).

I am grateful to Glenn for taking the time to read and review Samantha. He is, as his site makes clear, brutally honest in his reviews, however, on a personal level I find Glenn charming and engaging. His reviews focus on books not on the author, which is as it should be.

Will I put my head into the lion’s mouth again by requesting that Glenn reviews another of my books? The jury is still out on that one!

 

(For a fellow author’s view on Glenn Hates Books please see http://petedeakon.com/2015/01/07/glenn-hates-my-book-and-i-love-him-for-it/. For my book, Samantha please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Samantha-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI

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Update to my About page

I have updated my About page to include my most recent guest post on Chris the Story Reading Apes blog which deals with my collection of poetry and prose, Dalliance.

For my About page please go to http://newauthoronline.com/about/

For Dalliance; a collection of poetry and prose please visit: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dalliance-collection-poetry-prose-Morris-ebook/dp/B00QQVJC7E for the UK and http://www.amazon.com/Dalliance-collection-poetry-prose-Morris-ebook/dp/B00QQVJC7E for the US

Update to my review page

I have updated my review page where you can find links to reviews of my books. If you are interested in writing an honest review of any of my books in return for a free copy please contact me at newauthoronline (at) gmail.com
Please put ‘book review’ in the subject line of your email.
For my review page please go to: http://newauthoronline.com/reviews-of-my-books/
Thank you

Is It Really A Guide Dog Or The Local Mut?

As a guide dog owner for some 20 years or more I was surprised to come across this post about service dogs in the USA, (http://aopinionatedman.com/2015/02/07/service-dogs/). In it Opinionated Man questions whether all the dogs described as “service dogs” are, in fact the genuine article. He states his dislike of having an animal sitting in close proximity while eating in a restaurant. In the comments following on from the post a number of people contend that they have seen dogs in shops which, they say where not service animals. In short, according to the post the law as to which constitutes a “service dog” in the USA is lax and/or not properly enforced.

One respondent does, however confirm my understanding of the situation in the USA, namely that federal legislation (The Americans With Disabilities Act) mandates that “service dogs” (known in the UK as “Assistance Dogs”) must be permitted access to food and other premises when accompanied by their owner.

I have no way of knowing whether there exists a big “service dog” scam in the USA with people passing off their pet fido as a well trained “service dog”. If there does indeed exist such a scam then it should be jumped on from a great height by the authorities as those offering fake “service animals” are bringing properly trained guide and other assistance animals into disrepute. However my experience as a guide dog owner in the UK is very different from that portrayed in the above mentioned post. Here the Equalities Act states that guide and other assistance dogs must be permitted entry, when accompanied by their owner to food premises such as restaurants. A guide dog is essential to the blind person’s mobility/independence and the Act recognises this by construing refusal to admit assistance dogs as discrimination. Other than one particularly poor joke I have never come across evidence of non assistance dogs being passed off as properly trained working animals. If this where to happen it would be a clear breech of the law and those perpetrating the scam would be liable to prosecution.

The problem in the UK revolves around service providers such as taxi firms and restaurants breaking the law by refusing entry to owners accompanied by their assistance dogs. It does not concern people trying to pass off their pet pooch as a genuine assistance dog. I know because I have been on the receiving end of such refusals on numerous occasions, (for the most recent example which entails a taxi firm refusing to convey me with my guide dog Trigger please see http://newauthoronline.com/2014/12/09/discrimination-by-taxi-driver-who-refused-to-convey-me-with-my-guide-dog-trigger/). Sadly I am far from being unique. Speaking to the Guide Dogs For The Blind Association (the UK charity which trains guide dogs) and to fellow guide dog owners, I hear stories of refusals of entry by restaurants and other premises together with instances of taxi firms refusing to convey owners accompanied by their very highly trained guide dogs).

Refusal to admit assistance dogs has the effect of preventing their owner from accessing services which others take for granted. It is treating people who rely on their assistance animals as second class citizens and it is wholly unacceptable.

In conclusion I understand the concern regarding any old mut being passed off as a service dog and/or assistance dog. However the problem of scams pails into insignificance when compared to the discrimination faced by disabled assistance dog owners. We must not allow genuine concerns about service dog scams to blind us to the real problem, that of discrimination.

A Reading Of “Irish Poets Learn Your Trade” By W B Yeats Himself

An animated reading of “Irish Poets Learn Your Trade” by William Butler Yeats, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1iBoltKhJU&feature=em-subs_digest). It is the first time I have heard the voice of Yeats. The reading is surprisingly good given the recording technology available at the time.

 

Kevin

Counting My Blessings

Fumbling for my keys, my fingers so numb I can hardly feel anything. The icey blast encourages me in my efforts. Found them thank god! I open the communal door to the block of flats, mount the stairs and let myself into my cosey flat.

Turning on Smooth FM, the sound of Phil Collins “Another Day In Paradise” (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Another_Day_in_Paradise) greets me. Collin’s sings about a woman calling out to a man on the street. She is homeless and in a bad way. He walks on pretending not to have seen her.

Thinking back to a few minutes past it hits me just how fortunate I am. I own a warm, comfortable apartment to come home to when the cold wind causes even the most hardy among us to shiver. Others are not so fortunate. They shiver in doorways, wrapped in blankets or, sometimes with only the warmth of a fellow street dweller to help them retain some animal heat.

If I had, by some mischance forgotten my keys it would have been an uncomfortable experience. However I could have buzzed a neighbour who holds a spare set to let me in or, failing that contacted a friend. I would not have spent the night on the streets of London. It makes me count my blessings.

 

Kevin