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A Further Update On Anthology To Raise Money For Guide Dogs

This post is by way of an update on the position regarding the charity anthology to raise money for The Guide Dogs For The Blind Association.

I have now received all contributions together with an excellent book cover (for which many thanks) and I am working with the editor to pull together the final version prior to publishing it online, (the anthology will be free to download with a link on the website and within the book to a “Just Giving” page in favour of GDBA.

One suggestion was to see whether GDBA could endorse the book. I have (today) spoken with the Association who confirmed, over the telephone that endorsement is not a practical option. They have, however e-mailed me as follows:

 

“Nice to speak to you on the phone and thanks for supporting Guide Dogs. As I mentioned as an option, you may want to use the proceeds to name a puppy after

one of the characters, or someone who inspired the book. There are a variety of levels starting at £2500 up to £50,000 which come with a variety of resources

and perks, all of which come with a photo of the puppy that you could put on your websites and blogs. As I mentioned on the phone, if you continue to fundraise

past the target, we can simply increase the target no problem.

 

You would need to set up a Just giving page (which I can help you do), and I would assist with wording on this.

 

If the naming a puppy option isn’t appropriate, we can still set up a just giving page so that we can properly see how much you have managed to raise from

the book as it would be difficult to take this information if we used a link to the main site.

 

Thanks”.

 

I would welcome views on the ideas set out in the above e-mail from GDBA. The anthology is a collection of stories, poems and fact based articles so it appears to me that naming a puppy after one of the characters in the book is not an option, (do you agree?). However this does not preclude readers of this blog suggesting a name. With this in mind can I please ask for suggestions in respect of guide dog puppy names? Or would people prefer for monies to go to a “Just Giving” page (specifically dedicated to the anthology but not dedicated to raising money for a named puppy).

I would welcome suggestions please.

 

Many thanks for everyone’s continuing support and in particular that of my fellow authors, the book cover designer, (Mr Ape), the Editor and everyone who has reblogged posts pertaining to the anthology.

 

Kevin

Dialogue

A school playground

A hut

Rain drumming

“Are they coming?”

Debating

“Escaping?”

“From what?”

“From the crowd which stifles”

“But you want to be part of the herd, to play and run with the pack”

“Do I?”

“You long to be lost in the waves, to become part of the great tide”.

“But the tide is impersonal with neither heart nor soul. It sweeps all before it battering the weak and the vulnerable”.

“Oh, but to be part of the whole, to feel the power of the mass, the banners waving, torches blazing”.

“Thank you kindly but I would rather sit, alone in my hut”.

Danny Dever By Rudyard Kipling

On awaking this morning Kipling’s poem, Danny Dever kept for some unaccountable reason replaying itself in my head. Ever since coming across Danny Dever in the school library as a child in Liverpool I have always entertained a liking for it. However why the poem should pop into my waking mind this morning remains a mystery to me.

Danny Dever was first published in February 1890. The poem recounts the execution of a British soldier for murdering a sleeping comrade and is the first example of the poet’s work which relates matters from the common soldier’s perspective. According to the Kipling Society, (http://www.kiplingsociety.co.uk/rg_deever1.htm) Danny Dever almost certainly draws on the execution of a private Flaxman, in January 1887, in Lucknow, India for murdering a fellow soldier. The attention to detail of the poem indicates that the poet was familiar with the Lucknow incident. There is, however no evidence that Kipling himself witnessed a military execution.

 

Danny Deever

 

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“WHAT are the bugles blowin’ for? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“To turn you out, to turn you out,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

“What makes you look so white, so white? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“I’m dreadin’ what I’ve got to watch,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

For they’re hangin’ Danny Deever, you can hear the Dead March play

The regiment’s in ‘ollow square – they’re hangin’ him to-day;

They’ve taken of his buttons off an’ cut his stripes away,

An’ they’re hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’.

 

“What makes the rear-rank breathe so ‘ard? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“It’s bitter cold, it’s bitter cold,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

“What makes that front-rank man fall down? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“A touch o’ sun, a touch o’ sun,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

They are hangin’ Danny Deever, they are marchin’ of ‘im round,

They ‘ave ‘alted Danny Deever by ‘is coffin on the ground;

An’ e’ll swing in ‘arf a minute for a sneakin’ shootin’ hound

0 they’re hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’!

 

” ‘Is cot was right-‘and cot to mine,” said Files-on-Parade.

” ‘E’s sleepin’ out an’ far to-night,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

“I’ve drunk ‘is beer a score o’ times,” said Files-on-Parade.

” ‘E’s drinkin’ bitter beer alone,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

They are hangin’ Danny Deever, you must mark ‘im to ‘is place,

For ‘e shot a comrade sleepin’ – you must look ‘im in the face;

Nine ‘undred of ‘is county an’ the Regiment’s disgrace,

While they’re hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’.

 

“What’s that so black agin the sun? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“It’s Danny fightin’ ‘ard for life,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

“What’s that that whimpers over’ead? ” said Files-on-Parade.

“It’s Danny’s soul that’s passin’ now,” the Colour-Sergeant said.

For they’re done with Danny Deever, you can ‘ear the quickstep play

The regiment’s in column, an’ they’re marchin’ us away;

Ho! the young recruits are shakin’, an’ they’ll want their beer to-day,

After hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’.

 

(http://www.kiplingsociety.co.uk/poems_deever.htm).

Love Me Again By Teresa Green Free In The Kindle Store

I have been contacted by author Teresa Green with a request that I publicise the availability of her book, “Love Me Again” (Sutton and McDonald Families Book 1), as a free Kindle download which, of course I am very happy to do. The book description, extracted from Amazon reads as below.

“Life for Abby Henley had been uneventful until a handsome, wounded stranger showed up on her doorstep. Abby did what any Christian woman would do; she nursed

him back to health. As his strength returned Abby found herself drawn to Cord Sutton, a man who would reveal nothing about his past or the events of why

he had been shot.

For three weeks, Cord had fought his feeling for the gorgeous, auburn haired – farm girl. Abby was sweet and beautiful, but Cord had no intention of getting

married. He knew if he succumbed to his attraction for her, she would expect marriage. Abby’s desire for Cord impels her to seduce him.

When a stranger claims to know a secret about her, she must question her own past. Will the secrets from their past keep Cord and Abby from finding happiness

together?”

 

“Love Me Again” can be downloaded here (http://www.amazon.com/Love-Again-Sutton-McDonald-Families-ebook/dp/B00HGWT0E2) or here, (http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Again-Sutton-McDonald-Families-ebook/dp/B00HGWT0E2/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1425208860&sr=1-1&keywords=Love+Me+Again+%28Sutton+and+McDonald+Families+Book+1%29).

“Love Me Again” will be featured on Bookbub on Monday 2 March, (https://www.bookbub.com/home/).

Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose By K Morris – A Guest Post On Opinionated Man’s Blog

Many thanks to Jason (Opinionated Man) for his kindness in allowing me to publish a guest post on his blog about my collection of poetry and prose, “Dalliance”. For the article please visit Jason’s blog here (http://aopinionatedman.com/2015/02/28/guest-post-dalliance-a-collection-of-poetry-and-prose-by-k-morris/).

 

Kevin

The Abandoned Garden

The weeds, interspersed with flowers raise their heads enquiringly at unfamiliar footfall. So long have they remained undisturbed,, they scarcely know how to greet a guest.

Once visitors thronged to the garden. Comments on it’s layout and the many and varied plants rang out. A joyous chiriping as of many birds was heard.

The gardener became ill, died or perhaps lost interest in his plot, leaving it to dwindle, turn in upon itself. A few flowers still bloom, their scent appreciated by the occasional guest who, stumbling upon the place unawares pauses, savours the beauty of the flowers then wondering, sadly why this little paradise has been abandoned, passes on.

Is not a blog a little like a garden?

The Land Of Lost Content By A. E. Housman

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

The Thing

Like a living thing it lurked in the spare room quietly clicking away to itself. No one knew about it save for the boy and he told no one. What would have been the point of telling? Had he told they would have called him mad, a strange child with a tenuous grip on reality, the adults would have remarked. Sometimes even he doubted the existence of the thing. During the day the room stood silent and empty except for the presence of a chest of drawers, a single bed and a wardrobe. The homely presence of the furniture, solid and dependable reassured him during daylight that all was right with the world. When the sun shonne on the walls the horses imprinted on the wall paper filled the child with delight. He imagined them galloping across sunlit green fields their long mains blowing in the wind.

At night the thing came. Click, click it said, crouching in the corner coiled and ready to pounce. It never left it’s lair but the knowledge of the loathsome presence filled him with dread, Click, click, waiting patiently in the dark for it’s prey.

Looking back he never could recall having entered the room. Some how or other he was there in the presence of the unspeakable clicking entity. It never spoke, perhaps it was incapable of speech, the thing merely bided it’s time and when the time was right struck like a beast launching itself upon his prey. Click, click the machine whispered to itself it’s tentacles reaching for the boy’s neck. Choking he fought with the thing. It was strong but he always managed to wriggle away somehow. Perhaps it wanted him to escape. Like a cat which takes pleasure in catching a mouse, releasing it and giving chase once more the thing would let him go only to wait, patiently for the next tussle.

He called it the strangling machine on account of it’s propensity to choke him. Click, click, click, the sound echoed down the years.

Young Woman Older Man

Some time ago, while in a humorous or cynical frame of mind (take your pick as to which one applies), I penned the below poem entitled, “Young Woman Older Man” which runs thus:

 

“Young lady older man, is there love or a cunning plan? Middle aged man with younger girl, does love exist in this world? What thoughts pass through your heads, as you lie entwined in your bed? Girl are you there or far away? What holds you, makes you stay?

“Oh my darling man why worry? enjoy me while you can. Life is short, I am sweet. Give in to lust then let us sleep”.

 

Yesterday I was chatting with a female friend regarding my writing. I can’t remember how the matter arose but at some point during our conversation she mentioned that older men (in their 70’s) shouldn’t be allowed to date young women in their 20’s. Her argument was that the young women could take advantage of the lonleness and/or vulnerability of the older man. On me questioning my friend further she mentioned she found it distasteful for people with big age differences to date.

 

I hear all my friend says. However, as I said to my friend, such a relationship cuts both ways. Many older men (and women) are in possession of all their faculties and know exactly what they are letting themselves in for. Lets take the worst case scenario where a much younger woman (or man) enters into a relationship with someone considerably older than themselves in order to gain financial staibility (I.E. love does not enter into the equation). I am sure that in many such instances the older party in the relationship is well aware that their other half entertains no romantic feelings for them. However both are gaining something from the transaction. The older person is gaining companionship and (yes) other things, while the younger participant is obtaining financial security. No one’s rights are being violated. Of course if the older person is suffering from dementia and the younger party takes advantage of this fact, this is wholly immoral and downright illegal. However many older people in such relationships are in full possession of their faculties and would, quite understandably feel patronised were anyone to suggest they didn’t know what they where doing.

What about the younger participant in the relationship, can not she (or he) be exploited? Yes they can. However if the law says (as it does in the UK) that people may marry, without parental consent at 18-years-old (and at 16 with their parents consent), then on what basis can a law stopping younger people from marrying those considerably older than themselves be based? Also how old is too old? Is it OK for a lady of 21 to enter into a relationship with a man of 41? If yes is it OK for the same lady to date a man of 51? If not, why not? And were, exactly does one draw the line and on what basis?

There is, of course the possibility of genuine love. People with vast age differences can (and do) fall in love, not all such relationships are based on crude calculations of financial gain and, ultimately provided both parties are adults and compus mentus it is, no concern of anyone other than themselves how they live their lives.

To say the above is not to argue that one should never offer advice in such situations. A parent who’s 18-year-old daughter announces her intention to move in with a man in his 60’s might well feel grave apprehension and (rightly) counsel her to think extremely carefully before taking such a step. It would, however, in the final analysis be the choice of the adult woman. One can argue that 18 is to young and that the law should (as was previously the case) stipulate 21 as the age of adulthood in the UK, however unless that happens (which is extremely unlikely) we must respect the decisions of others to do as they wish in matters of relationships.

So there is no doubt in the matter I believe that relationships should, in the ideal world be based on love and friendship. However it is not my role to tell other

Free book promotion

Several of my books will be free to download in the Amazon Kindle Store as set out below. If you download any of my books it would be great if you would please consider leaving a review on Amazon and/or your own website. Alternatively, please feel free to contact me with your comments at newauthoronline (at) gmail.com. For reviews of my books please visit the below web pages or go to http://newauthoronline.com/reviews-of-my-books/ For my Amazon author page please go to http://www.amazon.co.uk/K.-Morris/e/B00CEECWHY for the UK or http://www.amazon.com/K.-Morris/e/B00CEECWHY for the US.

Sting in the tail – February 28th – March 4th

A collection of short stories, many of which have an unexpected twist in the tale. The stories range from ghostly happenings through to tales of crime and moral conflict.

For the UK please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sting-tail-other-stories-Morris-ebook/dp/B00DFK6R54/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 or http://www.amazon.com/Sting-tail-other-stories-Morris-ebook/dp/B00DFK6R54/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 for the US

The Suspect – March 4th – March 8th

Tales of the unexpected, ranging from stories of crime and vengeance through to ghostly happenings in an ancient mansion.

For the UK please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Suspect-other-tales-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00PKPTQ0U/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 or http://www.amazon.com/Suspect-other-tales-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00PKPTQ0U/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 for the US

Samantha – March 8th – March 12th

Samantha tells a story of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam’s love for Peter, a man she meets in a nightclub, save her? Or will Sam end her life in the murky waters of Liverpool’s Albert Dock?

For the UK please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Samantha-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI or http://www.amazon.com/Samantha-K-Morris-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI for the US

An Act of Mercy – March 12th – March 16th

A collection of dark and intriguing tales encompassing blackmail, murder and sex.

For the UK please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/act-mercy-other-stories-ebook/dp/B00EHS74CS/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 or http://www.amazon.com/act-mercy-other-stories-ebook/dp/B00EHS74CS/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 for the US

Streetwalker – March 16th – March 20th

In this collection of flash fiction we meet a variety of characters, many of whom have been deeply damaged by life. The stories range from a young prostitute who walks the dangerous streets of London to tales of vengeance and comeuppance. Serious issues of abuse of power are touched upon. Anyone who is looking for a comfortable read should avoid this book.

For the UK please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Street-Walker-other-stories-Morris-ebook/dp/B00HLRNDP4/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 or http://www.amazon.com/Street-Walker-other-stories-Morris-ebook/dp/B00HLRNDP4/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 for the US