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Author Interview: Seumas Gallacher

Seumas Gallacher:

…mega-thanks to the LUVLY Emma Rose Millar for putting up with me recently in an interview with her… here’s how it went :):

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profile (2) Seumas Gallacher was born in Clydeside, Govan in Glasgow and spent his formative teens in the idyllic Scottish Hebridean island of Mull. His career as a banker took him from Scotland to London for ten years and thence on a further  twenty-five year global odyssey through Hong Kong, Singapore and the Philippines in Asia. Along the way he metamorphosed into a corporate troubleshooter and problem solver. He came to the United Arab Emirates for a month in 2004 and has remained in the Middle East ever since.

A late discoverer of the joys of writing, his crime thriller novels, The Violin Man’s Legacy, Vengeance Wears Black and Savage Payback have sold more than 80,000 copies.

Seumas has become a strong proponent of the use of the social networking channels to reach and engage with a global readership market in the new age of self-publishing and eBooks. Seumas is a sought-after…

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…Written Acts of Kindness Award… my friend, Roy L. Murry…

 

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…there are many unsung but terrific people on the Web who quietly and gracefully go about their WURK in a manner that greatly supports their fellow Lads and Lassies in Blog Land… one such is my scribbler pal, Roy L. Murry… a greatly deserving recipient of the Written Acts of Kindness Award… many of yeez will have been the recipients of his reviews of yer wee masterpieces, and furthermore, of his Tweets and ReTweets directing and encouraging others toward yer books… yeez would do well to have a peek at his own books, The Audubon Caper : The Untold Story of the Theft of an American Treasure; caper3 wivesand The Three Wives of Don Quixote Smith… go check them out… tell ‘im Seumas sent yeez…

Roy, 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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….Authors, above all, there WILL be cake!… and p’raps Tunnocks Caramel Wafers if yeez are lucky…

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…in gazillions of virtual candle-lit garrets across the planet, fellow quill-scrapers toil constantly to produce their wee masterpieces… that toil is generally attended by varying dollops of blood, sweat and tears… surrender of a writer’s time to the taskmaster that is their respective WURK-in-Progress means subjugation of play time, family time, friendships,and relationships with the outside WURLD (whatever that may be)… in the olden days, scribblers like Billy Shakespeare and Chuck Dickens sustained themselves in their self-imposed incarceration in individualistic fashion… some turned to Novelist-Navel-Gazing… others to contemplation of the Scribblers-Meaning-Of-Life… further diversion included conversing with invisible ’friends’ (tell me of any author who hasn’t indulged that particular pastime)… burning incense to the Literary Gods… all meritorious in their own way, so long as the tome got finished… these days, this ol’ Jurassic tends to the more practical resolution of such solo exile… the secret is an open one… Authors, above all, there WILL be cake!… and p’raps Tunnocks Caramel Wafers if yeez are lucky

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…I note the predilections of others amongst yeez who immerse yerselves in cheerful chunks of charming chocolate… or cheap chalices of cheeky champagne… often, wine weaves wondrous wit and wisdom… aaaacoffeefor some, coffee carves creative consciousness and crafted composition… whatever, it may be, Mabel… chacun a son gateau ou son boisson de choix… my own weakness swerves toward the aforementioned Tunnocks Caramel Wafers… as spinach was to Popeye the Sailor Man… as ambrosia was to the Greek Gods… so the treasured chocolate-draped biscuit from Bonnie Scotland is to my need for nourishment under literary fire… I’m sure each of yeez Lads and Lassies of Blog Land have yer own favourite ‘go-to’ comfort foods… share them with me… p’raps we can organise a Group Thingy around them… The Association of Nibbling Narrators… sounds appetising to me… yeez’ll excuse me now… I’m off to have a wee bite of… of… of… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…a wee perspective on ‘POV’… (Authors’ lingo for ‘Point Of View’)

…I could get absurdly silly with this post, so keep me centred here, Lads and Lassies of Blog Land… the language that we quill-scrapers sum’times employ to baffle ourselves even further than when we first started this scribbling gig, can be confusing… no more so than with the notorious ‘POV’… ‘Point Of View’… the perspective of whence a particular part of (or even all of) the narrative emanates… it guides the reader into and out of the minds of characters… it can assume the omnipotent ‘overview’… best put, I think is, it lets us know when a ‘switch of direction’ occurs in relation to whose part of the story is currently the focus of attention… it can be managed by devoting entire chapters or episodes to one particular player’s view of the WURLD as it devolves within the novel… or break lines, with a space between passages, or even a neat cluster of tiny ‘stars’ to illustrate where one piece of ‘POV’ ends, and another begins… a bit like the fade-out-and-fade-back-in-again bits of a movie… here’s a true tale from this ol’ Jurassic’s yesteryear to p’raps throw a bit more light on it… when I WURKED in London as a budding-international-financial-universe-mover, there was a clutch of we young Scots installed across the London branches …obviously the English required our natural Caledonian affinity for looking after money to keep them right… one of my colleagues, whose nickname ‘Hammy’ equated to ‘TRUBBLE’, disappeared one day for his lunch…. NUTHIN wrong with that in itself, except he returned post-lunch about an hour late… the Branch Manager asked him why he was delayed… Och, there was a fight on the bus, said the bold Hammy but that should be no reason for you being late, should it?” replied the Manager… Ach,well, y’see, it was ME that was fighting’,” came the response…

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…’POV’ nailed, right there for yeez… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…Authors, sum’times yeez just have to stand still and hurt…

…I personally know of no-one who’s had a life completely lacking of any trauma, pain, anxiety and the grab-bag of other ails that inflict an average person’s existence… add in some of the decisions that yeez make during a career, school life, marriage, or relationships, that still linger in yer head as conscience-crushers…the cringe-worthy stuff yeez would rather not have had happen… yeez know what I’m talking about, Lads and Lassies of Blog Land… I think we’ve all had them, one way or another… and p’raps consider being a bit kinder to yerselves about these more shadowy mem’ries… it’s what makes each of us human… the frailties… the f*cked-up decisions… the ‘Gawd-I-wish-I hadn’t-done/said/thought/acted-like that’ moments… if yeez are lucky, p’raps a cautionary lesson gets learned… better handled next time, sort of deal… sum’bdy far wiser than I am once told me, ‘sum’times yeez just have to stand still and hurt’… and daft as it may seem, in that hurt often comes the necessary salve… another wee quote points out that frequently art imitates life, and equally life imitates art… carry that thought over into the quill-scrapers’ craft… for those of us who scribble and invent stories for our readership… how often when yeez re-read yer own masterpieces, yeez get surprised by how much yeez wrote, thinking it was all fiction, in fact reflects much of yer own active and subliminal experience… then the realisation sinks in… it’s okay for yer heroes and leading ladies to suffer the proverbial ‘slings and arrows’feelings… yes, Mabel, feelings… even for tough guys like my main man, Jack Calder… allowing him to have ‘wobbly’ turns… positive and negative emotional hits… doubts and, yes, fears… especially fears… the whole credibility of yer characters develops in front of yer laptop… one of the best moments for me in the first ‘bang, wallop, smack’ movie, The Expendables, is when one of the hard men played by Micky O’Rourke, weeps when he remembers not having acted to save a woman’s life in the film… strong stuff… if Micky’s character can stand still and hurt… so can mine… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…hurtling toward potential oblivion… I shall know better next time… that’ll learn me ! :)

…it was one of those scenarios when yeez look around trying to figure out where the candid camera for the ‘Gags’ programs is located… the kinda stunt where the program sets yeez up with some daft and outrageous surprise to watch yer reaction… and it’s all supposed to be ‘funny’… I was leaving to go to the airport in Abu Dhabi and requested the reception staff to get me a taxi please… the helpful concierge said he had a chap standing by as a private hire, who charged the same as the taxi, and would that do?… it all looked okay to me and I jumped aboard, luggage and all… now, being as I am from Docklands Govan in Glasgow, we lot normally eschew sitting in the back seat when we can sit up front and chat with the driver… I think yeez call that the ‘inverted snob’ syndrome… whatever it is, I started a conversation with mine chauffeur… it occurred to me before too long into the traffic, that he was one of those drivers (of which there are many in this neck of the woods in the Middle East) who operated a million percent on his nerves…

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…lane switching, car-dodging, F1-style spurts combined with fanatical use of the brake pedals… thankfully, after ten minutes I calculated there was only prob’ly another 15 minutes to endure until we would reach the airport.., we began to encounter several yellow school buses, being that going-home-for-kids time of the afternoon, and I commented that there were plenty of them…

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…that was the moment he chose to say to me, ‘ah, yes, sir… school buses… I used to drive one of those up until a year ago… I’m not allowed to do these any more because I suffered a heart attack driving one… quite close by here it was’… ‘luckily nobody was killed or injured during the crash,’ he continued… the swerve past the adjacent lorry at that juncture caused me to think about the candid camera stunt… but alas, none was there… this lad was the real thing…. suffice to say, conversation was rather stilted for the remainder of the journey… he would have been unaware of my silent pleadings to whatever deity looked after post-heart-attack chauffeurs… and their innocent (read ’stupid’) passengers… I made it in one piece to the airport and returned his cheerful wave as he spun his wheels away from the kerbside… p’raps hurtling toward potential oblivion… I shall know better next time… that’ll learn me!:)… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…what’s in a WURD?… Author buddy, Tony McManus explains…

…the use and abuse of the English language is part and parcel of the quill-scraper’s lot… this ol’ Jurassic takes great delight in rejoicing in reading how wordsmithing craftsmen and women practice the proper application of nuance and descriptive writing… other occasions will cause us all a collective groan… my Author pal, Tony McManus, puts it succinctly here for yeez :

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‘YOU’RE SO AWESOME, DARLING’

I have a list of around thirty words and phrases that are overused, incorrectly used or mercilessly abused and debased. Here’s a few:

Actually

Absolutely

Basically

Honestly

Totally

Amazing

Really

People who use these words repetitively in conversation are demonstrating how dull and ignorant they are. They are not listening to what’s being said, so they react by replying with these reflexive words. These are just a few that rankle. But at the top of this list is that once powerful word: AWESOME.

I say once powerful because now it is used to describe the most mundane of things and events and consequently has been totally devalued, leaving it with little of its potency. I ask you; how can a cup of Starbuck’s Latte be “awesome”? An “awesome” movie? Last night’s pizza was “awesome”? This is nonsense.

Iguazu Falls are definitely awesome.

Hurricane Katrina was awesome.

The Grand Canyon is awesome.

The Himalayan Mountains are awesome

Reinhold Messner’s Himalayan mountaineering climbs were awesome.

Felix Baumgartner’s parachute jump from the edge of space was

awesome.

The Battle of Britain was an awesome battle.

Michelangelo’s sculpture, David is an awesome work of art.

A fine lasagna, no matter how well made and tasty, is NOT awesome.

In 1988 along with seven others, in four canoes, I paddled the length of the South Nahanni River in Canada’s North West Territories. No roads up there, all travel by bush plane, or canoe; fly in, paddle out. Bear country and all the mosquitoes you can handle. It’s a twenty three day paddle downriver from the source to Fort Simpson; three days of it dangerous white water. And it rained for seventeen of those days. We were cold and wet, but ate and slept well at river bank campfires. We did it without a single capsize and arrived at Fort Simpson safe, exhausted, but happy men. After a big party, we said goodbye, shook hands and went our separate ways. We’d met as strangers and parted friends, never to meet again. What we did was a great adventure something we were all proud of. But it wasn’t awesome by any stretch.

I could go on, but I’ve made my point. Awesome has been so devalued and ruined, we can’t seriously use it anymore. We, writers especially, are forced to look for other equivalent words to describe the truly awesome.

I suggest we cease using it. Completely. We should put the word back in its box to rest and allow it to recuperate, rebuild its atrophied muscle and get healthy and strong again for use by future generations; it will take years to get back its credit. But those future generations will thank us. So the next time someone posts a photo of an ice cream cone on Facebook and tells you it was “awesome”, set them straight. And kick a little ass in the process.

 

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 has just published: Down And Out In The Big Mango, a collection of short stories set in Thailand. His second novel: A Bangkok Interlude is due out by late summer.
He resides alternately in Chiang Mai, Thailand and Ste. Adele, Quebec, Canada.

He can be found at: http://downeastern.wix.com/tonymcmanuswriter

Or via his email: downeastern@hotmail.com

Tony is the author of a novel: The Iran Deception. http://amzn.to/1Ppb45P

And a short story compilation: Down and Out in the Big Mango. http://amzn.to/1FetYVl

He has published several short stories:

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A Bangkok Solution: http://amzn.to/1A8LCuy

A Partner in Crime: http://amzn.to/1ENZpn2

The Bangkok SAS: http://amzn.to/1d5cVMb

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

And The Company of Men, the first book in a series featuring James Fallon.

He expects both novels to see publication before the year’s end.

…see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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