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…Authors, if yeez don’t believe in yerselves, how do yeez expect others to believe in yeez?…

…there’s NUTHIN wrong with continually challenging yerself… regardless of whatever career path/vocation/profession comes along… and there will inevitably be times that feel more comfortable than others regarding yer progress… for quill-scrapers, the Emotional Swingometer of how yeez feel about yer WURK can reach both ends of the scale several times in the same day… ‘I LUV my book/I hate my book/I LUV my book’ syndrome is common… I’m sure yeez’ve all experienced it… I’ll hark on about sum’thing I’ve quoted often in this Blog page… if yeez think yeez can be successful, yeez are prob’ly right… if yeez think yeez cannot be successful, yeez are also prob’ly right… it’s an easy choice… if need be, discipline yerself not to read early reviews of yer masterpieces… good or bad… they are both seductive… wait until a bunch of them have accumulated over time… the trend will be apparent then… in business over several decades, I’ve been in privileged positions of managing and running teams from small groups of people, to medium sized divisions, to entire corporations… and always, always, always, I looked for the volunteers for the tough assignments… the ones whose hands went up when asked, ‘who’d like a shot at this?’

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…the confidence factor is paramount in all areas of living… believing things are possible… making stuff happen… refusing to accept initial setbacks… the same philosophy applies to yer writing… practice is good, more practice is even better, constant practice is best… good authors become great authors through continuous on-the-job learning… improvement… usually incremental gains rather than phenomenal victories… by the way, rejection slips from Agents/Publishers are par for the course… and often these are more judgemental of the person turning yer manuscripts  down, rather than of the material itself… as Master K. Rogers hints in the clip above, …Authors, if yeez don’t believe in yerselves, how do yeez expect others to believe in yeez?… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!…

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…of all the Blogs in all the WURLD, yeez had to walk into mine…

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Master H. Bogart paraphrased the caption above ‘way back in 1942, with his unforgettable portrayal in Casablanca… even as far back as that, the imponderable element of chance meetings loomed large in peoples’ lives… fast forward to the internet era… chance meetings frequently occur in the virtual sense… the guise they often take is the splendid mechanism of Guest Posts… my wee Blog has notched up an astonishing 1,100 posts since it came into being, not so much screaming and shouting its presence to yeez all, more of a muttered ‘hello, there, how’s it going?’… and part of its own evolving, maturing shape has been the welter of wunnerful quill-scrapers who’ve taken time to come visit and lend their penmanship to its portals… bogartMaster Bogart’s companion of the silver screen on that Moroccan Movie, the gracious Ms I. Bergman, has since movie-d on to The-Great-Big-Film-Studio-In-The-Sky in 1982, and is therefore unlikely to make an appearance on this Blog anytime soon… (but yeez never know—watch this space)…ingrid instead, the Who’s Who of Lads and Lassies of Blog Land already lured on here over the recent few years reads like a roll call of the Scribblers’ Rich and Famous, as well as the Authors’ Indigent and Notorious as I’ve rounded up my own collection of the usual suspects… yeez know who yeez are, I shan’t label yeez independently… and what a kaleidoscopic depth of colour and diversity yeez have made my privilege to host… in continuance of that theme, here comes my regular commercial: yeez are all invited to come and Guest Post with this blog anytime yeez like… there are NO ROOLS… except no gratuitously offensive material… all else is open page… write as much as yeez want… length, content, pics, links to yer masterpieces, bios… it’s for yeez to use as yeez see fit… get yer name and yer WURK seen by a wider readership… yeez can pitch stuff at me on my email at seumasgallacher@yahoo.com… and if any of yeez do happen to have a direct line to either Master Bogart or Ms Bergman, I’d be happy to give then a ring… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…I wonder what today’s 100 grand a week pay-packet prima donna footballers would have done?…

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…it’s not sum’thing that the World’s Footballing generalissimos, FIFA, have mentioned much in the past fifty years, but this ol’ Jurassic at one time was signed for a Scottish First Division football team as a lad… the body mass has expanded fully 50 percent since these more athletic days of my youth… some promise apparently had been ‘spotted’ in my soccer outings with Glasgow United, one of the best ‘bringers-on’ of young football talent back in the day… my instructions were simple enuff… get yerself down to Cathkin Park, the home of Third Lanark F.C., for a bit of training with the squad… for a lad of fifteen, it could not have felt much more exciting… opportunity knocks to get into the professional ranks… I even polished my boots for the training night… and splashed out on a new pair of football shorts… whatever else was gonna happen on my first evening’s training appearance, this boy was kitted out to look the part… shootsnag number one leapt out in the dressing room… the new shorts were a size too tight, and gripped my legs like bluudy elastic… undaunted, I managed to trot out for the warm-up and the exercise routine… snag number two followed soon afterwards… the grass pitch at Cathkin Park was kept for the match days, and we lads were doing our training stuff instead on a nearby practise pitch, which was not covered in grass, but with burnt ash… a not uncommon surface in Glasgow pitches… still not a real problem, until…until… until… the coach declared we were gonna warm up with a series of short sprints… on yer marks… set… go!… I came flying out of the blocks like a bullet, arms pumping, and legs… well… legs tried to pump… but the tightness of the new shorts resulted in what started as an amazing five-yard sprint and instantly transformed into a passable imitation of Superman… a new definition was born for The Flying Scotsman… I landed arms outstretched, legs trailing behind me in midair… and came to an excruciating slide on the ash… my bare arms and legs were cut to bits as the ash bit into the skin… my reaction?… yeez would’ve been proud of me, Mabel… instead of bursting into tears as I prob’ly might have done on a different occasion with the combination of pain and humiliation, in red-misted rage, I ripped at the sides of the offending shorts, loosening up the cloth, and my legs began to move freely… the next series of sprints were mine.!.. all mine, I tell yeez!… the coach put me into the first team the very next Saturday, and I’m not sure if it was because he felt he had  a new ‘flying winger’ in his squad… the ash burns took considerably longer to heal… and even now on a cold day… I wonder what today’s 100 grand a week pay-packet prima donna footballers would have done?… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…Written Acts of Kindness Award… my pal Authoress, Ailsa Abraham…

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…it’s amazing how the paths of people yeez have never even met can cross on the virtual channels, and it seems as if yeez have been kindred spirits all yer lives… such is the focus of my Written Acts of Kindness Award today… the indomitable knitter of woollie jerseys for penguins… the erstwhile motorbike acrobat… the doyen-ess of all things strangely British in the middle of her adopted domicile in France… and the quite proper champion of wildlife protection everywhere.. my fellow Crooked Cat Publishing cattery mate, Ailsa Abraham...

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…her tireless support of many of we quill-scrapers is legend, with her open-house blog at the Bingergread House the source of much fun and fellowship… so, put yer paws and flippers together, and welcome m’Lady, Ailsa ;

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yeez can also connect with m’Lady here : http://ailsaabraham.com

…Ailsa, 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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…and the winner is… what!!!????

…there are many things which yeez are aware of, which once seen, can never be unseen… in the same vein, there are things and incidents which yeez witness, which once witnessed, can never be unwitnessed… I bring yeez a story, a true recounting of one such phenomenally unforgettable passage from about 30 years ago… the location is the Far East, in Hong Kong to be precise… I lived and WURKED there at the time, and was appraised of this by a close friend, who couldn’t contain himself with it… he was a member of the Hong Kong Wine Society… now, I personally have NUTHIN against people who fancy themselves as true oenophiles (wine buffs, Mabel… wine buffs)… as a side issue, I’ve never quite understood how with a single sniff at a rotting cork yeez can divine the origin, vintage (wine-age?), maker, address of the grape-seed supplier, names of the guys who plucked the bottles from the wine trees, and how many cheese sandwiches they ate during the growing season… but, seemingly, yer true experts can do all that…

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…then there’s the other sort… the wannabe wine snobs… the Chardonnay Charlatans… the Medoc Mountebanks… the Savignon Shamsters… yeez’ve all seen them… well, one such interloper was a notorious keep-on-turn-up-regardless-er… the lady wife of a prominent British society family in the colony… and sadly, her strongest suit was the frequent uber-indulgence in the contents of the wine bottles rather than the delicate tasting of them… the occasion referred to above involved a weekend trip by the Wine Society to what was then the Excelsior Hotel in Macau, a forty-minute jet-ferry ride from Hong Kong… two full days of activities culminated in a formal wine-tasting with a panel of judges, of whom our hiccupping heroine was the first in the line at the table… the deal was quite straight forward… a line of glasses of wine were arrayed in front of each of four judges and they were tasked with choosing the ‘best’ one…

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…the lady had slugged generously on each of the selected wines and slurringly declared that the best was undoubtedly Glass ‘E’… consternation briefly reigned… as each glass was actually numbered ‘1’ through ‘4’… she had failed to notice that every glass bore a large letter ‘E’ on the side… this by dint of the fact that they belonged to the ‘E’xcelsior Hotel… cheeeeeeeeeeeers! …. see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…where does this music really take yeez?… Searching for a Heart of Gold…

…sum’times we crazy ol’ Jurassics stumble upon stuff yeez wouldn’t credit… I think I might have discovered the real time machine… seventies music… I came across this clip of Neil Young playing ‘Searching for a Heart of Gold’… the clip is dated 2013, when the man himself was already about 68 years old (young?)… yeez can click on it while yeez read this… it’ll give yeez an idea of where my head’s at right now with this…the original came out around 1971/72, when I had barely eased out of my teens… what a strange combination,… particularly listening to the older voice singing the song, and the magic of time travel kicked in… that whole era of the early seventies came flooding back… the connections in my brain transported me to the entire wonder of growing up around fabulous music… the frenetic business of just being alive as a young man back then… of girl friends and love affairs… of heady imbibement with the electric soup, whether it was down-market cheap whisky, or yer very best Glenfiddich malt, landlord, if yeez please… of nights of partying that broke into the dawn’s light… half an hour of sobering up, enuff to get into the City and pretend to be alive and working for at least an hour or so until yeez could nap at lunchtime, and come back roaring to do business again… oh, what it was to be young and resilient… hindsight is 20/20 vision, they say… and songs like this speak to yeez… where does this music really take yeez?‘Searching for a Heart of Gold’, indeed… the raw, torrid love affairs and equally wild boozing is long since a thing of the past for this Throwback Man… but the feelings, even at this distance listening again, Mabel… are magical… enjoy… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…welcome the third in the terrific THE TUDOR ENIGMA series from Authoress, April Taylor…

…Lay-dees and Gennel-men! announcing today the launch of the third book in her TUDOR ENIGMA SERIES, Mantle of Malice, from the LUVLY April Taylor… she also hides under her real name sum’times, Avril Field-Taylor (oh, I see what you did there …(Avril—April —couldn’t sneak that past this ol’ cunning linguist!)…april taylor

April Taylor: The Tudor Enigma – Crime Fantasy in an Alternate Tudor Universe.

Book 1 Court of Conspiracy:

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England is the prize. The death of a young king is the price.

We are introduced to Luke Ballard, apothecary and elemancer, a man who loves a quiet life, but is commanded by Queen Anne Boleyn to find the traitor who is trying to kill her son, Henry IX.

Book 2 Taste of Treason:

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Blood, frogs and a threat to the firstborn.

 Luke, now Henry’s Privy Inquirer into Divers Mischiefs and Grievances. The continuation of Tudor rule and the future of England’s true religion rest with King Henry IX’s new bride, Queen Madeline of Scotland. Pregnant with a possible heir, she’s nearly killed—twice—in incidents that bizarrely mimic the Plagues of Egypt.

Book 3 Mantle of Malice:

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England’s infant heir has been kidnapped, and there’s only one man who can find him.

Luke Ballard has dedicated his talents—and his life—to protecting the throne. As Henry IX’s Privy Inquirer and Dominus Elemancer, his loyalty is no longer in question. But when Queen Madeline’s coronation is interrupted with the news that Arthur, the baby Prince of Wales, has been abducted, Luke is given an ultimatum: retrieve the royal heir and prevent future threats to the royal family or lose his head.

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Links to April Taylor:

Amazon UK – http://www.amazon.co.uk/April-Taylor/e/B0090N6E3U/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Amazon USA – http://www.amazon.com/April-Taylor/e/B0090N6E3U/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1424680579&sr=1-1

Carina Press – http://bit.ly/17k6lO6
Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/dashboard

…thanks a bundle, m’Lady, April/Avril… now Lads and Lassies of Blog Land, get following my pal :

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…see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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