Monthly Archives: April 2014

…if Authors ain’t allowed to promote themselves, who else is gonna do it?… #TBSU…

…this ol’ Jurassic has hammered on often enuff on this blog about the need for ‘building the platform’ and using the SOSYAL NETWURKS for authors and other types of writers to get their masterpieces ‘out there’ and known… and like buses and taxis where you get none for ages, then along comes a fleet of them, the Web has been peppered this week with shedloads of commentary on the merits and demerits of self-promotion… for many quill-scrapers, the very thought of doubling as authors/marketing folks causes their laptops to implode… I consider myself an Author… not ‘aspiring’ Author, mind, but fully-fledged, card-carrying, got the T-shirt, Author… but before that I was, and probably still am, a businessman… whether we accept it, appreciate it, acknowledge it, like it or not, writing in the modern age is a business… most successful businesses I know include promotion in their business plans… no ‘maybes’, no should-we-shouldn’t-we’ messing about, no ‘wond’ring if it’s gonna upset sumb’dy’… pure unadulterated, full-on, promotion… however, a wee WURD of qualification p’raps is useful here… I have assiduously (LUV that WURD) developed my own SOSYAL MEDYA channels over the past few years where the bulk of my ‘writing business relationships’ are kindred spirits… people from the scribbling industry… like-minded labourers in the literary libraries… Twitter Twins, Facebook Friends, Goodreads Gallants, LinkedIn Liaisons, Stumbleupon Soulmates, Googling Greats… well, yeez get the picture… I regard those who stick around with me, who support me, who help my wee baby book launches, encourage the doubts away from me, as my buddies-in-arms… and fully deserving of every piece of promotion I can do for them… I’ve long since stopped troubling whatever little conscience I may have about whether or not I over-self-promote… I reckon if I’m doing at least 50/50 mine/other pals’ WURK, that’s okay… and I’m certain, the balance in fact is much more weighted toward others’ masterpieces… and that gives me an enormous sense of pleasure… some may not like that… in which case they can do as Billy Connolly suggests when yeez don’t like his WURK… use yer thumb and switch it off!… if Authors ain’t allowed to promote themselves, who else is gonna do it?… so , if yeez’ll just excuse me for a minute, here’s my latest offering :

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…another first!… I’m Pioneer Interviewee Author on my pal P.J.LaRue’s co-hosted ‘Words With Women’… #TBSU…

…yeeee hawwww! …LUVVIN this!… unusual set of Q and A zingers here, Ms LaRue… great fun… thanks for having me over …

Interview with Seumas Gallacher Author of the Jack Calder Series by PJ LaRue

April 28, 2014 | Posted in The Living Room | By 

Words With Women’s first ever Author Interview is with Seumas Gallacher, Author of the Jack Calder Series. I recently read Vengeance Wears Black and have talked with Seumas on Twitter and Facebook. When Christin and I decided to begin hosting authors, I thought pairing a book review at Seumas Gallacherthe same time would be fun. So when you are finished reading about our chat, please go over to The Library  to read my review.

Welcome to Words With Women, Seumas. May I offer you a drink while we get to know you?

SG: Thank you, PJ. I’m a Diet-Cokehead. By the sluice gate flood load rather than a sip or three.

Now that we have our drinks, shall we have a seat in The Living Room? Hmm. We will start with an easy question. Did you have an imaginary friend when you were young? What was his or her name?  Do you still see him or her?

SG: When I was young, it wasn’t so much imaginary friends, as it was role-playing of heroes. As five-, six- and seven-year old children, my pals and I would become whatever good or bad guys appeared on the Saturday film matinee Cowboys and Indian sagas, World War soldiers in battle (usually Audie Murphy). Then sometimes, when playing football on our local wee bits of grass, transform on the field to great centre-forward scorers or goalkeepers. Nowadays, I have a host of argumentative committee members in my head, composed of the latest batch of whatever characters currently populate my novels. (They ARE real, aren’t they? Aren’t they?)

I reach over and pat his arm as I replied. Relax, you are amongst friends, Seumas. Authors will all agree that their characters are real, at least to them.  And if you make the characters real to the readers, then you are a talented writer. I’ll have to say that when I read Vengeance Wears Black, the characters seemed real to me. And they sounded like they knew their way around black ops to me.

So, what is the most unusual pet you’ve ever had?

SG: I’ve never been the ‘handler’, but years and years ago, my youngest sister had at various times, gerbils, three dogs, several tortoises and a pair of budgerigars. And we lived on the fourth floor of a tenement building. My parents put their foot down when she clamoured for a snake, which she claimed could live comfortably in the flat by wrapping itself around the tall stand housing the budgies. What the birds thought of that wizz has not been recorded.

Those are quite unique. I don’t think the budgies would have cared much for the snake, especially if it looked hungry.

I love to travel. How about you? If you could travel to any country in the world, where would it be? What draws you to that country?

SG: I’ve been blessed with enough travel during my career already and have never owned a camera, preferring to have real memories imbedded in my mind. From these come a lot of my background material for writing. Revisits of wonderful experiences would include Vienna, Hong Kong, San Francisco, Hawaii, but best of all, the beautiful island of Mull in the Scottish Hebrides.

Memories and travel experiences make great fodder for our books. I’ve made it to San Francisco, Hawaii and Japan. But Hong Kong, Shanghai, Italy and France are on my wish list.

On a more serious note, if you could teach one lesson to all mankind what would it be?

SG: Something I picked up from someone else on the Web recently, which only now do I realize reflects much of what I’ve seen all my life: ‘Everybody, and I mean everybody, you meet is fighting some sort of battle you know nothing about. Be kind.’

I saw that post, as well. I have to agree it would make the world a better place if people were to remember that.

What we find embarrassing as a child we often see as humorous as an adult, once we’ve grown to accept ourselves. What is the most embarrassing picture ever taken of you (family-friendly) and are you willing to let us post it, if you have possession of it? If we can’t post it, will you describe it?

SG: Sadly, much of the photographs of my childhood are long gone. But one hyper-embarrassing picture was taken when I was six. I was second overall in school class that year to a girl. At the school prize-giving, with all the doting parents and classmates in attendance, she went up first to collect her prize. She curtsied sweetly, holding her dress out to the sides as young ladies do, and curtseying at the knee. I was supposed to follow and, as a boy, salute before accepting my prize. Of course, I followed what she did, and tried to curtsey, pulling the sides of my short trousers at the same time. The attendant hilarity and laughter I can still hear. P’raps that’s what birthed the comic in me, who knows?

It’s fortunate you understood that laughter is good. I’m glad you were able to find the humor in that situation, as it could have been dreadfully painful. You must have had a wonderful sense of humor, even as a child.

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Let’s talk about your writing and your books for a while. What questions would your characters ask you about their futures?

SG: So far, I’ve kept all my characters non-unionized. Should they ever gain that status, I fully expect their requests for Starbucks allowances, vacations to the seaside, bullets and gun-handling bonuses. Oh, and free access to Wifi. I keep them too busy in the novels to have time to ponder why they have to continue to put their lives on the line to satisfy my lust for drama and action. I don’t see them ever being depicted as old enough to draw pensions.

Non-unionized is smart. You don’t want that gang coming after you. They are too talented to risk their wrath.

Have you written, or do you plan to write in any other genre, than your crime/thrillers? Will you tell us about it?

SG: Funny you should ask. I’ve often been exhorted (doncha LUV that word?) to carry my supposed humorous blog writing into novel form. That may happen one day. Also, for the last five years, I’ve been mulling over the scope of a story about an itinerant Arabic language tutor, teaching the children of expatriate families (and one Arabic child learning English). From the mouths of babes will spin the truisms of how all people and cultures should properly interact.

I enjoy your blog, and your tweets because you make me laugh.

Most authors like to talk about their current work in progress. So, what are you working on now? Do you mind providing a teaser sample here?

SG: The fourth novel in the Jack Calder series, KILLER CITY is the current Work in Progress. Here’s the opener:

In the old days, they worked directly for the local council. Nobody ever called them anything but bin men. Until the elected officials decided rubbish collection was better handled by private contractors, bin men they remained. Then the title changed to solid waste removal officers. The money they earned was more or less the same as when the council ran the pay packets. Nothing much else differed. The street rosters, the squad team, the early morning shifts. The trucks had modern hydraulic lifts with fluid cylinder hoists, making it easier to tip the wheelie bins into the back of the crusher. They still had to manhandle the wheelies from outside the household gates to the vehicle.

The chill morning air clouded with their condensed breath as they worked their way down Mulberry Street. This was Oldham, a large town in the Greater Manchester region in the north of England. Once a thriving textile area, the economic depression hit hard in the latter part of the century. Few of these homes were owner-occupied now, the majority rented by a spread of immigrant communities.

The gaffer and his mate were a good pair. Same-sequence colour bins in rotation for each gate, just as they’d done for twenty years. The blue wheelie at number 3 didn’t move on the first lift.

“Jeez, that’s damn heavy,” said the gaffer. “Feels like a ton of bricks.”

“Ach, you‘re getting weak in your old age, Pete,” said his mate. “Let’s have a decko.”

He lifted the lid and slammed it back down again.

“Fucking hell.”

He moved to the gate and steadied himself before throwing up into the bushes.

“What?” said the boss.

His pal waved his hand and retched again.

The gaffer gingerly lifted the lid a little and swore.

The body of a naked woman lay on top of the rubbish. The slashed throat and mutilations on her chest clogged with flies. Both men would have nightmares later about the lifeless staring eyes.

Seumas’ bio:

SEUMAS GALLACHER escaped from the world of finance five years ago, after a career spanning three continents and five decades.

As the self-professed ‘oldest computer Jurassic on the planet’ his headlong immersion into the dizzy world of eBook publishing opened his eyes, mind, and pleasure to the joys of self-publishing. As a former businessman, he rapidly understood the concept of a writer’s need to ‘build the platform’, and from a standing start began to develop a social networking outreach, which now tops 15,000 direct contacts.

His first two crime-thrillers, THE VIOLIN MAN’S LEGACY and VENGEANCE WEARS BLACK blew his mind with more than 75,000 e-link downloads to date. The third in what has become the ‘Jack Calder’ series, SAVAGE PAYBACK, was launched late 2013.

He started a humorous, informative, self-publishers blog less than two years ago, never having heard of a ‘blog’ prior to that, was voted ‘Blogger of the Year 2013′ and now has a loyal blog following on his networks. He says the novels contain his ‘Author’s Voice’, while the blog carries his ‘Author’s Brand’. And he’s LUVVIN IT!

Follow Seumas:

Blog:              seumasgallacher.com

Twitter:            @seumasgallacher

Facebook:         http://www.facebook.com/seumasgallacher

Email:              seumasgallacher@yahoo.com

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…an Author’s LUV of Steinbeck, O’Hara and Ruark… born of British Rail employees’ industrial strikes in the 1970’s… #TBSU…

…more than forty years ago, this ol’ Jurassic was pitched out of Bonnie Scotland to go peddle his banking wares in London’s Lombard Street… smack bang in the middle of the alleged greatest Financial District in the Universe… (not a patch on my birthplace of Docklands Govan in Glasgow, if yeez ask me, however…but that’s another story)… sloshing around in the heady WURLD of foreign exchange and promissory notes, a tiny Scottish cog, helping to keep the smooth wheels of international trade from seizing up, I played my part… in the main, it was a fun time… a learning experience… a blossoming ‘pin-stripe-suiter’ (no bowler hat, it should be recorded), I travelled daily from the outskirts of the capital to my allotted desk in one of the metropolis’ finest implanted Scottish banks… a trip which covered an hour and a half by train, door-to-desk, and the same reversed in the evening… the rythym of commercial life was visited by regular disruption in the guise of industrial ‘action’ (what a misnomer.. should be ‘inaction’)… the good toilers at British Rail had the wonderful sense of timing we all adore and admire, by calling frequent strikes, usually at prime inconvenience… commuters’ ‘Plan B’ involved rising at least another hour earlier in the morning and tramping down to bus termini, hoping to grab a seat for the tortoise trail via an overwhelmed road system into the City… but, yeez well appreciate, from all negativity, there often comes virtue… I took to reading novels to while away the journeys… Authors I had never discovered until then became my bus-mates… John Steinbeck, John O’Hara, and Robert Ruark prime among these… and what rich literature they wrote… Steinbeck’s East of Eden, The Grapes of Wrath and Of Mice and MenMaster O’Hara chipped in with From The Terrace, Ten North Frederick, and A Rage to Live… and the Ruark fella produced The Honey Badger, Poor No More, and Uhuru… if yeez have any notion to treat yourselves to majestic novels, these fill the bill admirably… all yeez have to do is petition British Rail Unions to arrange a few wee strikes for yeez… and make sure yer bus ticket season passes are up to date… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ

Steinbeck                                                                                                                                                                O’Hara

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Heartache

…LUVLY piece from Jane Dougherty 🙂

Jane Dougherty Writes

In the early morning
I walk through yellow light
And mists of green and pearly blue
That chase away the night.
I listen to the peace that falls
In the fluttering of wings
And the song of life and love and death
When the blackbird sings.
I will let it enter to fill the empty space
Where love and life have turned to death
And heartache has your face.
I will keep the blackbird’s song
When I turn to walk away
And the beauty I saw in the morning light
When I still thought you would stay.

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…Authors, when yeez need a wee flame to re-ignite yer soul, try this music… #TBSU…

…this ol’ Jurassic tries to live by a credo of having only two kinds of day… ‘good’ days and ‘better’ days… and on these intervals when they are merely ‘good’ days, a wee dip into my past life fifty years ago as an apprentice banker in the glorious Isle of Mull in the Scottish Hebrides never fails to render it into a ‘better’ day… only those who’ve lived amongst a community such as those in the Highlands of Scotland will get close to understanding the ties of the heart that bind yeez forever to a place… my early years were formulated in Docklands Govan in Glasgow, also populated with some of the salt of the earth, people who usually had little in the way of tangible things to give, but offered freely of their kindness to others… but a special kinship belongs to the smaller village-style communities such as those that welcomed in a callow youth of barely 15 years… estranged from a big city family (the tale of which can wait for another day), the good people of Tobermory in Mull enveloped me with a warmth of society I’ve never encountered since…

Mull

 

…back in them days, I occasionally plinked away at a guitar and warbled an even more nasal version of ‘Blowing in the Wind’ than Master B. Dylan himself… it didn’t take long to be persuaded to learn some gaelic songs… two wunnerful lady schoolteachers were ‘donated’ to me, one to teach me the gaelic, and one to drill me in the music (in the delivery of gaelic songs the meaning of the words weighs more than even the music itself)… after that I was ‘entered’ in gaelic-singing competitions locally and nationally at what the Scots Gaels refer to as ‘the Mod’ (the Welsh have their equivalent in the annual Eisteddfod)… history will show I was fortunate enuff to garner a pile of prizes… but the greatest reward of all was the lifelong love instilled in me of pure Celtic music… if yeez have any romance at all in yer soul… if the Music of the Gods means anything to yeez, yeez’ll understand what I mean… and if even if yeez don’t understand it… yeez can still enjoy it… here’s Runrig, with ‘An Ubhal as Airde’... (‘the Highest Apple’)… go on… turn yer day into a ‘better’ day… have a listen, and enjoy… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ

 

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Meet Guest Author Susan M. Toy

…terrific post on Susan M Toy via the Storyreading Ape.. enjoy …

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Susan M. ToyI have been a bookseller, an award-winning publishing sales representative, a literacy teacher, and a promoter of fellow authors and their books through my company, Alberta Books Canada. I am also an author and publisher, under my imprints, IslandCatEditions and IslandShorts. Through Alberta Books Canada, I represented authors directly, helping them find promotion for themselves and their books, seeking out new readers, and assisting them in making wise career decisions. I championed Alberta authors in particular, singing their praises throughout the province and online to the rest of the world, and displayed books for authors and publishers at Alberta library conferences. I continue to promote authors and good books in general, throughout the world and online, with my blog, Reading Recommendations. I created the writing contest, Coffee Shop Author, sat on the Board of Directors of the Fernie Writers’ Conference, served as a member of the

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AUTHORS – When was the last time you?

…all authors, take note, excellent advice (as usual) from the Storyreading Ape… 🙂

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Said THANK YOU to a reviewer and clicked the LIKE button under their review?

like-button2The means to do both is provided by Goodreads and Amazon!

Authors often complain about the lack of reviews for their Bestselling Stories, but how many of you interact with readers who DO leave their reviews?

Having received thank you’s and/or messages from authors about my short, simplistic and unprofessional (but honest) reviews myself, I know how nice it feels (and I deal with authors on a daily basis!).

It may encourage them to read at least one more of your books!

Likewise, when Amazon sends me an email to notify me that someone has advised that my review helped them, (they had clicked the LIKE button under it), it pleases me and it’s not always, or only, the author who does so.

fightAVOID making comments or taking up arms against unfavourable reviews – read

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