Monthly Archives: September 2015

…Author friend, m’Lady, Jessica Norrie… a fresh new voice for yeez to enjoy…

…there’s seldom anything more invigorating than the enthusiasm of a ‘newbie author’… especially when she has recently experienced the buzz of ‘breaking through’ to climb the Great God Amazon’s rankings… meet my pal , m’Lady, Jessica Norrie, whose debut offering, THE INFINITY POOL, has caused a splash or three in its own right:

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                                                                                                                                                                                         JESSICA NORRIE


I wrote THE INFINITY POOL between 2008- 2012, inspired by the setting of a holiday I took, but the characters are entirely fictional. There’s an element of whodunit and howdunit to keep the reader interested, but it’s more of an exploration of psychology, of the decisions people make and what happens as a result, of older men and younger women, and of the clash of a traditional culture with an apparently much freer one. Are the second group of people really any freer than the first, though?

The setting is really important, because I felt as though I was there when I was writing it – and that meant I had a really long, sunny, basking holiday, even though I was actually in my study all the time.

I hadn’t intended a sequel, but several readers have asked for one, with varying ideas about which character (s) to propel forwards. I’m not sure yet, but I do know it will take place in the UK, in a nice place because otherwise I wouldn’t want to spend time there, but even so a place with tensions and conflicts just as in the Infinity Pool, because it’s those tensions and conflicts that I’m most interested to explore.

I’ve been amazed and humbled by the generosity of people I’ve never met, and those I know only slightly, as well as friends and family, in welcoming this book and making it such a success – even number 1 in Australian Literary Fiction for several days! It was sitting between Rachel Joyce and Steig Larsson in UK Literary fiction, last time I looked; and it overtook Harper Lee and even shunted the Girl on the Train off the Australian tracks, albeit briefly until normal service resumed.

So thank you to everyone for your interest,  I’ve loved the discussion so far.



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A wee bit about Jessica

Jessica’s a French Literature graduate of Sussex University, postgrad in Dijon and Sheffield,who lives in London, and has two adult “children”; she has been a teacher/translator most of her working life… she wrote a novel on and off over years 2008-13 and to her surprise, momentum took over and she finished it. An agent  was acquired pretty soon afterward, but the standard reaction most authors experience resulted in mainstream publishers rejecting  it as ‘well written’ but variously either ‘too lowbrow’ or ‘too highbrow’ for their target markets, but it’s doing well on Amazon. Her next novel may be something to do with construction as she’s had the builders in her house for a year, so having not beaten them, she’ll join them. It may also feature a familiar character or two from the Pool…

Twitter: @jessica_norrie


…so, there yeez have it, Lads and Lassies of Blog Land… go dip yer toes in the water yerselves… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!…





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..To Weep Is Not A Shame…

…s’funny how little flashbacks come at yeez when yeez least expect it… that simple wee message that regularly does the rounds, triggered sum’thing for me again today … the one that says, ‘Everybody you meet, and I mean EVERYBODY, is fighting some sort of battle you know nothing about… be kind… it caused me this morning to go dig back into my files … the obscure ones where I ‘hide’ some of my private, personal, poetry efforts from over the years… the correlation is this … back in 2002, I was at lunch in a seafood restaurant in Manila in the Philippines, a country assailed with living hardships… the waitress who served me was prob’ly around her mid-30s… a very pretty lady, but whose brave face showed she was obviously carrying some almost unbearable inner burden… I went back to my office and wrote the following lines:




The smile upon your face

I thought extremely brave,

For the shadows in your eyes

Are trying tears to save.


Whatever sadness lurks therein

From whatever source it came,

Set it free and cry my dear

To weep is not a shame.


The world is full of trials

That each of us must face.

I’ve seldom seen it carried

Like you—with so much grace.


The darkness round your heart

I trust will move away.

Although you do not know me

For you—today I pray.


For you are just the same as I

And everyone around.

Your face deserves to smile

And not be creased or frowned.


I hope these thoughts of mine

Can clear your darkened frame.

Set it free and cry my dear,

To weep is not a shame.



November 15, 2002


…so be a little extra kind to sumb’dy today… yeez may save a life.. and it may be yer own… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!



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…where did yeez get yer LUV of books from?.. regular visitor, Author Tony McManus tells his source…

…my regular blog post visitor and pal, Author Tony McManus paints a picture for us :




As a schoolboy, I was fortunate to have a teacher who enjoyed reading stories to his pupils. Every Friday afternoon around 3.30 Mr. Cassidy would sit on a desk and gather us boys in a close circle around him and for the final thirty minutes of the school day he would read to us.

Mr. Cassidy was from Ireland and had the God-given gift of a beautiful voice. The first story he read to us was R L. Stevenson’s novel, “Treasure Island.” And he didn’t simply read; he dramatized. He took us out of the cold Manchester grime and on down to the Cornwall coast and the Admiral Benbow Inn. And here we met Jim Hawkins, Dr. Livesey, Squire Trelawney, Long John Silver and the good ship “Hispaniola” and the heroes and villains who sailed in her. Spellbound, I would close my eyes and listen as he read. I’ve since read that book several times and always enjoyed it, but never quite as much as listening to Mr. Cassidy’s captivating narration.

Next up was “The Master of Ballantrae” followed by “Kidnapped” by the same author, Stevenson; adventure stories written for boys, enjoyed by men. And just before the Christmas break, we got Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol.” What could be a better way to end the school year?

From this experience, I developed a love of radio plays such as BBC’s Afternoon Theatre, A Book at Bedtime and Appointment with Fear. For me, a radio play beats a television drama hands down, simply because you can use your imagination. I also came to enjoy reading stories to others and have often done so.

It’s to Mr. Cassidy that I owe my love of books. And over the years I’ve often recalled him, sitting on his desk in his rumpled tweed jacket, hunched over his open book reading to us, acting out the character’s parts and transporting us boys as on a magic carpet to distant lands and fabulous places. Good memories.


Tony McManus was born in Manchester, England. He worked in many jobs to serve his passion for travel such as English teacher, bar tender, taxi driver, and in southern Africa, construction work in the Transvaal goldmines and the copper mines of Zambia. Tony pursues and advocates good health, via diet and exercise. An outdoorsman, sailor, kayaker and canoeist, he also loves hiking, cross country skiing and snowshoeing.

He is the author of an espionage novel: The Iran Deception based on his time in Israel. He recently published: Down And Out In The Big Mango, a collection of short stories set in Thailand. He resides alternately in Chiang Mai, Thailand and Ste. Adele, Quebec, Canada.

He can be found at:

Or via his email:

Tony is the author of a novel: The Iran Deception.

And a short story compilation: Down and Out in the Big Mango.

On Amazon.

Books Mango.


He has published several short stories:


A Bangkok Solution:

A Partner in Crime:

The Bangkok SAS:

He is presently working on two crime novels: Bangkok Retribution, the first book in a series featuring sleuth Mike Villiers.

And The Sum of Things in a series featuring ex SAS hero, James Fallon.

With luck and hard work, he expects both novels to see publication before the year’s end.

..thanks again for sharing, Tony… see yeez later …LUV YEEZ!…




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…one Ayres, tons of Grace, at the Emirates Airline Festival of Literature in Dubai… the incomparable Pam Ayres… #TBSU…

…a wee re-run of a memorable meeting with one of Britain’s prize icons… m’Lady, Pam Ayres

Source: …one Ayres, tons of Grace, at the Emirates Airline Festival of Literature in Dubai… the incomparable Pam Ayres… #TBSU…


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Some day I’ll be a writer

…my dear friend, and tireless leader of the Bahrain Writers Circle, m’Lady, Rohini Sunderam, reaps the joy of seeing her work find its deserved place in the public eye…


It started a long time ago. This aching need to write. To have my name attached to a work, such and such title, by Rohini Singha. That was my maiden name. I sometimes thought I’d be mysterious and have a penname. Everyone would wonder, “Who is that writer?” Critics and reviewers would declare, “Once again the mysterious author, Madame X, has captivated her readers with a scintillating tale of intrigue.” I was a great Agatha Christie fan in the days when my dream of being a writer was still limpid in its new-born vision. I was also unclear about what genre of story telling I would pursue. Madame X was the popular appellation for a woman of intrigue.

All this gradually became something of a private joke for me. By the time I’d read more complex, character and philosophy-driven work, the desire to write mysteries gave way to some day…

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Interview with Author Seumas Gallacher!

…m’Lady, Janice Spina on her terrific blog pages, has done this ol’ Jurassic proud today…

Source: Interview with Author Seumas Gallacher!

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Please welcome, author/blogger extraordinaire, Seumas Gallacher. Hi Seumas! So nice to have you here on my blog segment, Interview an Author! I am excited to learn more you about and yours books. I must say that I thoroughly enjoy reading your posts. They give me a good chuckle. Let’s begin your interview, shall we?

  1. Please tell us something about yourself.

Self-confessed nutter, flirting constantly with the thin line between insanity and whatever else is available… latecomer to the incredible world of writing, and LUVVIN every minute of it… after a career covering five decades and three continents, immersed in Finance and Banking, then corporate trouble-shooting, I still haven’t decided what I wanna be when I grow up… so meantime, being an Author it is…

 2. When did you know that you wanted to be an author?

In real terms about seven years ago, when I felt urged to write ‘that book’ we all supposedly have in us, and every seven minutes since…

3. What process do you need in order to write?

A laptop that lights up when I switch it on… a brain box that hopefully does the same… and from sum’where… anywhere… the gift of imagination… that’s all…

4. Please share the theme of your books with us…

The Jack Calder series is populated with former British Special Forces officers (the SAS) who set up their own specialist security firm, looking after high-value shipments and personnel, and who are able to deploy their black ops experience in combatting international crime lords, drug barons, people traffickers, cash launderers…

5. How do you come up with ideas for your stories?

The 24/7 cable news channels are full of material… merely change the names to protect the guilty… add in a lifetime of living abroad in different countries and their cultures… remembered mental snapshots of personalities and cameos of incidents… mix well with the aforementioned imagination… and presto… stories…

6. What projects are you currently working on?

Current work-in-progress on the fifth in the series, DEADLY IMPASSE…

7. What do you expect to accomplish in 2015?

Primarily, keep on breathing, enjoy being alive, and continue scribbling…

8. What hobbies do you have when you are not writing?

Television couch potato when English Premier League football matches are showing live… singing for my own pleasure, as it’s certainly unlikely to enchant anyone else… and involvement on the SOSYAL NETWURKS, where great pals abound…

jjspina: That is how we met, Seumas! I remember the day……

9. What is your target audience for your book?

Emb’dy who likes crime thrillers, and with no false modesty, those who appreciate when an Author’s put a ton of thought into his/her wee masterpieces…

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10. Please share your links and where to purchase your books.

Violin Man (Seumas)






Vengeance Wore Black (Seumas)






Savage Payback (Seumas)






Killer City (Seumas)






11. What advice would you give prospective authors?

Don’t be an aspiring author… if you write at all, you are an author

Don’t spam

Don’t ever, ever give up

Don’t write for emb’dy else except yerself

12. Is there anything else you would like to share?

 Yes… wanna say thanks to you, Janice for allowing this ol’ tramp to invade these pages… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ

Thank you, Seumas, for coming today and sharing your work with my readers and me. It was a sincere pleasure, me lad!

Thank you, readers, for stopping by to read about this fascinating and funny man. I read Seumas’ book, Savage Payback, recently and enjoyed it thoroughly.  Here is my review on Amazon and Goodreads. Please check out this creative author’s books on links above.

Action and Adventure Abound in this Thriller! 5 Stars!!

by Janice Spina

Savage Payback is the third book in his thriller and the first book I read of the series. Even though I did not know the background of the characters I thoroughly enjoyed this book.

Savage Payback is chock full of suspense, action and thrills. Jack Calder is the main protagonist who runs his own specialty security firm, ISP. From page one the reader is drawn into a collection of jewelry heists that cause horrendous casualties. Jack is now up against three foes, a black ops explosive expert, a dangerous drug baron from Eastern Europe, and a major cocaine trafficker from South America. When Jack’s wife, Mai-Ling, gets seriously injured he begins to take this affront on as a vendetta and pursues these men with rage in his heart.

Savage Payback is an exciting book that I couldn’t put down. I look forward to more from this talented author.

Remember: Reading Gives You Wings to Fly!

Please be kind and leave a review for authors. We will l0ve you for it!





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…what price a child’s delight?…

…after reading a great piece on Facebook about a stage actor’s wonderfully positive reaction to a child making some noise in the audience during performance time, it took me back down memory lane… I recall, many years ago, taking my daughter to see Phantom of the Opera in London when she was only 6 years old…


…being from Manila in the Philippines, it was her first ever occasion to be in London, and certainly the first time ever to see a live theatre show… her amazement at the ‘live movie’ on stage mesmerised her… she bagan to shriek with delight and point to various characters as they performed, with audible comments about them, half in English, half in her native Tagalog… I was loving watching her delight,… then some people in front of us turned and gave us ‘the stare’ and ‘the tut-tut’ with attendant mutterings… my reaction was to smile at them and then start to join in with my daughter’s pointing and remarks… within a minute, other, different, audience members around us started to do the same, with great smiles and applause at what was going on onstage… the ‘narkers‘ walked out soon after, with marginally louder mutterings and looks that would kill, if they had  mattered… their exit elicited applause from our new-found allies… the performance was enhanced for all of us who remained, I’m sure, and no problems from the stage… my daughter was in such glee to join in the audience applause at the end when the cast were taking their bows, and called out, ‘can we stay and watch it again, Papa’… it was one of the most wonderful memories I have of my daughter… and would I do that again?… you bet your sweet whatsit I would!… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!



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…abnormal normality or normal abnormality?… whaddya expect?… I’m a Writer…

…the next person ever I meet who is ‘normal’ will prob’ly be the first one… it’s bit like the trite definition of a ‘normal nuclear family’ having 2.7 children and 1.6 dogs… what’s ‘normal’ about 0.7 of a child, or 0.6 of a dog?… I’ve a friend from ‘way back who, like myself as a young trainee idiot, regularly indulged more than a drop of the electric soup… unlike me, however, the liquid intake transformed him into a wannabe F1 race driver… I’d hazard a guess that such a mixture— one part loony, one part booze, and one part automobile, is still frowned upon as not conducive to ‘extended life expectancy’… he told me once, that the resultant high-speed prangs he frequently encountered had him mentally prepared for such accidents… and that when they happened, he would ‘normally’ throw himself to the floor of the car, curled into a foetal ball… thus hopefully alleviating some of the worst effects of the crashes…


…note his use of the WURD, ‘normally’… I informed him I’d ‘normally’ not ever get into a car with him again… y’see, Mabel, what constitutes median, standard, regular, accepted so-called ‘norms’ in life differ greatly from person to person, and circumstance to circumstance… I’m a Writer… and every Writer has her/his own ‘normal’ idiosyncratic thingy-s… for this ol’ Jurassic, it’s ‘normal’ to live for a week with approximately 4 1/4  hours aggregate total of sleep… it’s ‘normal’ to treat a conveyor belt supply of potato crisps and chocolate biscuits as sensible dietary fodder… it’s ’normal’ to have endless internal, cerebral discussions with imaginary characters as to what part they have to play in yer masterpieces… and, of course, it’s ‘normal’ to yield to the demands of these non-existent ‘persons’


…in any other walk of life, the observance of sumb’dy having multi-way conversations with fresh air would result in institutional incarceration and examination by a battery of medical experts with white coats and stethoscopes… if yeez’ll just excuse me now… I have to go fetch my fifteenth ‘normal’ Diet Coke of the day… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!



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…my great web pal, m’Lady, Barbara Laffin nails it!…

… my scant proficiency on Internet thing-ys does not stretch to an ability automatically to click sum’thing to reblog from Blogspot posts to this ‘ere WordPress page… ergo (fancy WURD for ‘therefore’, Mabel)… ergo, I have m’Lady, Barbara Laffin’s permission to cut and paste her piece from today on , which just knocks the socks off yeez… have a wee read and delight in the insight that  comes from having ’been there, done that, got the T-shirt, ate the sandwich’LUVZYA, Barbara!…


Our purpose OF life v Our purpose IN life

So…. today I have nothing better to do that sit in front of my laptop screen, churning out my thoughts.

The reason being, that I went to my doctor…. following my diagnoses of IBS with the drop in centre GP. After describing my symptoms, and noting that this has been going on for quite a few weeks….. this apparently ‘red flagged’ my condition. A very fast referral was made to the hospital, I had a further consultation, and this afternoon I go in for a colonoscopy. Oh the fecking joy of it all!! Some medication of atomic power, and no food for 24 hours….. liquids only. So for 4 hours (plus) last evening, I had to skip to the loo quite often. Did I say skip I could have beaten Usain Bolt on a couple of occasions!! And this morning I have to repeat the process of taking the overly sweet, syrupy shite again…. a whole bloody litre of it. To say it will be a challenge is an understatement! But one glass down…. another 3 to follow. Along with any other clear liquid to wash it all down….. and out.

Now the surprising thing, as that whilst I am concerned, I am not overly worried, or panicking. There is little point in that, until I know the facts. And to be brutally honest, I don’t think panic will set it then, even if the news ain’t great. I have coped with so much in my life, come through the other side, and I am no worse for it. In fact I think I am a much better person for it. I have had suicidal thoughts twice,(decades ago), and survived bacterial meningitis, with very little damage. ( though sure a few would disagree…. but I don’t blame the illness!) I have had a dreadful few years, with a broken heart and spirit, uncertainty and financial difficulties, due to my marriage breakup. But I am currently in a good place. If I can get through that…. then I will give everything else that gets thrown at me, a bloody good shot!!!

( ….. second glass of the evil concoction)

Anyway, all this means I have had a little ponder, as I do.

I recently lost an extremely good friend….. no, I didn’t mislay her,  t she passed away suddenly. A young soldier was stabbed to death in my local town – a shocking event. Another friend has been having self esteem issues, with anxiety attacks. Several other friends are struggling with life changes because their health, and a few have terminal diagnoses. These events made me think about my own mortality and life.

We all know that we are born, and then we die….. (and pay taxes in the middle). Not one of us knows what our lives will bring. We can anticipate, and dream, of how it could be. We can plan for that happy, and secure, future. Does it happen? You bet your sweet arse it doesn’t. Life throws so many side balls at you. Knocks you off the path, and you have to bloody well re-evaluate again….. and again….. and again!

All our plans and ideas are set in sand, and the goalposts are movable….. especially affected by events outside of our control. The realisation of this SHOULD be common knowledge…… Ha!! Is it fuck!!! If I had my way, I’d be financially comfortable (don’t need rich), my health would be great, I’d be living in my ideal home, with my adoring family. Doing the things that give me the most pleasure. And everyone would be my friend. There would be world peace, and no racism, homophobia, religious hatred etc., etc., etc….

(….. 10 metre sprint… again)

So what is the purpose OF life?? I haven’t got a fecking clue. I cannot offer even a glimmer of a suggestion. We are here….. whether it is through evolution or creation. Why do we need to be here? Why do we have this thing called nature?? I’ve not a fecking scooby…..

But we are here…. so we should make it count. We should enjoy what we have around us. Our world, and it’s population of Man and Mother Nature of course. But do we?? Nope!! We are our own custodians, and we are crap at it. So, in my simplistic view, we should all take control of our own lives first. Once again, I do NOT mean in a selfish way, but in a nurturing and kind way. If we can be happy in our own bodies….. and head….. then that will reflect.

So many bloody people think that the world owes them something. *They are bigots and extremists, with little other than SELFISH aims. We all need to protect what we have a passion for…. but with dignity, respect, understanding and tolerance. A person who makes a reasoned discussion, without name calling, shouting and ridiculing etc. But, unfortunately, we ALL do it!  (*See above). But acknowledging that we do, is the first step to realising the hurt and anger it can cause. Learn to apologise (and mean it), forgive (even if you cannot forget), be sorry (but not point in rolling in regret), be kind to yourself (if you aren’t, how can you expect others to be?), be aware that everyone is fighting a battle of some kind (it’s not just you!)…. the list is probably endless.

(…….. third and final glass…… )

We get so involved in our own battles, it is hard to realise that other people also have them. We often think that no-one understands how we feel. But there are people that do. The empathisers….. the people who have experienced/or experiencing  similar issues. They are the people who can support you through the worst of the difficult times. Don’t look for sympathy, as that only pushes you deeper into the problem.

So the purpose OF life? No bloody idea!!

The purpose IN life? To be the best you can be, in everything you think, say and do….. and remind ourselves that it is OK not to be perfect. If we don’t make mistakes, or push barriers….. how will we ever learn??

With that I really need to go and sit on the loo with this last glass….. my little, old legs are not up to sprinting anymore……

I leave you with a smiling shot of my bare behind….

Have a good day y’all

B xxxxx

… thanks, m’Lady, Barbara… made my week, that has… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!



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…Written Acts of Kindness Award… Author and Podcaster, K.J.Waters…


…friendship and generosity of spirit come in great swathes from the terrific global scribbling family… and no less so than from her self-described location in ‘Dirtville’ in the ol’  Yew Ess of Ay, my pal, Author and Podcastress, the remarkably photogenic, K.J Waters… step forward m’Lady, and receive today’s Written Acts of Kindness Award


…even her tweets and Facebook posts sparkle with her smile… a constant supporter to others online… oh, and by the way, she’s no slouch of an author either… check out STEALING TIME, her latest WURK, Lads and Lassies of Blog Land…



m’lady, K.J.,, the rules for passing this Award on are very simple:

  1. You are welcome to give it out as many times as you like, but it is only to be given to a maximum of one person per blog post. If you wish to give multiple rewards, please space the blog posts so the sincerity is maintained.
  2. Introduce the person; say how they encourage, help or inspire you; then link to their work and/or social media profiles. There may be a specific post you wish to link to which helped you. It’s up to you.
  3. Please publicise your award post to Twitter or Google Plus using the hashtag #writtenkindness so that others can find and follow the award winners.

This award is open to anyone to use. You don’t have to receive it, in order to be able to give it. Once you have received it, it isn’t obligatory that you must pass it on.

…see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!




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