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… ‘why are you the only one who hears, Mister Jack?’…

…there’s a first time for ev’rything and in consonance with the current ‘Thriller Week’ where Crooked Cat Publishing features my own The Violin Man’s Legacy along with my scribbling chums’ Vanessa Knipe’s Pill Wars, and David Robinson’s The Handshaker, it has been suggested I give yeez a wee sampling from mine… there’s enuff ‘shootie-gunnie’ stuff and killin’s and mayhem in The Violin Man’s Legacy… but strangely as it may seem, my favourite passage is when my hard man hero, Jack Calder is taken to an old Chinese Fortune Teller in Hong Kong by his beautiful colleague, May-Ling… here it is… I’d like to know what yeez think…

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The fortune-teller showed no reaction. He made a slight humming sound as he found his way to the page he was looking for. He looked Jack straight in the eye and asked him in English to bring his face a little closer. Jack leaned forward. The old Chinaman stretched a hand toward Jack’s face and trailed his thin fingers lightly twice across the Scotsman’s forehead. With both hands he pressed with all his fingertips at the sides of Jack’s head for about fifteen seconds.

Everything was quiet. Not even the noise from the street penetrated the room. The fortune-teller closed his eyes. When he opened them, Jack felt as if the stare went right through his own eyes. The husky voice broke the silence.

“Mister Jack,” he addressed him, with a slow, sideway movement of his head, still peering intently, struggling to ensure a pinpoint focus.

He spoke softly. “You are accustomed to seeing people from the long sleep. Pain comes that you cannot keep away. The pain is needed to clear your heart of another soreness of a loss from a time more long ago.”

Jack suddenly felt a familiar chill at the back of his neck.

The old man spoke again. “There are many things that may not be understood, Mister Jack. But there is one thing I think you should understand.”

Jack found his own voice, and asked, this time with respect, “What would that be, sir?”

“You should understand this. Your father was you. You are your father. Your father is you. This sleep pain will no longer come to you.”

Jack had a lump at his throat. He did not reply to the fortune-teller, any flippancy he had brought into this chamber completely gone.

“Give me your left hand, please,” the old man continued, extending a bony hand of his own across the table toward Jack.

Jack did as asked and placed his hand in the old man’s. The fingers grasped Jack’s gently. They were firm without clutching. The fortune-teller turned his eyes to the palm in front of him. Jack clearly heard an unmistakable, small, sharp intake of breath. So did May-Ling and Malky.

“What is it, old man?” Jack asked, his instincts at full alert.

The man continued to stare at Jack’s palm. After a long time he peered toward Jack’s face. Where before there had been a passive look, a more serious, questioning shadow now flirted.

His voice sounded even quieter than before. “Why is it, Mister Jack, you are the only one who hears?”

“Hears what?” Jack asked, mystified.

“The music, Mister Jack.” He paused. “The music of death. Why are you the only one who hears?”

A shiver went through Jack’s body. On the surface he didn’t understand what this man was talking about, but somehow, deep down inside him, he did.

How could that be? How could something he didn’t understand, make sense? …….’

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… the genesis of Jack Calder… an Author’s case study on how a main character is sculpted…

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…I’m delighted to be part of the initial trio of promoted thrillers from the Crooked Cat Publishing stable this week, along with my writer pals, David Robinson and Vanessa Knipe… their masterpieces, The Handshaker and The Pill Wars respectively sit alongside the first of the novels in my own Jack Calder series, The Violin Man’s Legacy… initially brought to the Great God Amazon seven years ago in my self-publishing beginnings to this wunnerful scribbling gig, it introduced the main man, Jack, to a readership which has blessed this ol’ Jurassic with mind-boggling support since day one… a common question regularly asked of me, and I’m sure of many of yeez Lads and Lassies of Blog Land who write, is, ‘how much of yer characters are from ‘real life’?… (aren’t they all, Mabel?)… every one of the ‘people’ who populate my books are as alive to me as anybody I’ve met in the flesh… and I defy the majority of Authors to deny they’re more acquainted with their imaginary folks than the physical manifestations of the human race around them… I have the usual, frequent, notorious debates in my head… the literary committee meetings, which, of course, the players always dictate and drive… but, back to Jack Calderwhere did he come from?… the ubiquitous ’they’, as in ’they say’, say yeez should write about what yeez know… fifteen years ago, one of the corporate trouble-shooting engagements I undertook in the Far East was the turnaround of a stricken shipping company in the Philippines… part of the ‘corporate surgery’ necessary was the firing of six hundred trade union workers on the Manila dockside… at the same time, several local policemen and local mayors up and down the country were also removed from the ’shadow payroll’ from their supposed duties of safeguarding the company’s well-being… net result was NOT my promotion to the top of their respective Christmas Card lists… real and present danger in the form of death threats were relayed to me… gunsasthat translated to the need for a reinforced, three-tonne, armoured car with a squad of armed bodyguards to prevent my Scots a*se from being used for criminal target practice… the guy who ran the security firm which looked after me was an ex-SAS (British Special Forces) officer… he personally trained the men on my detail… he was yer typecast, muscled, tight-black T-shirted, don’t-f*ck-with-me, in-yer-face kinda man… hence the idea for the storyline of International Security Partners (ISP)… retired, no-nonsense, SAS men forming their own firm… the persona of Jack Calder himself was easy, too… Jack’s a product of my tough, native, Docklands Govan environment in Glasgow... I needed a six-foot-two, blue-eyed, fair-haired representation of Jack… so I just looked in the mirror… what?!!  who’s that laughing back there?!!!… there’s also, May-Ling, a beautiful female Chinese partner for Jack… a-hem… yours truly at one time had such good fortune to be wed to a Hong Kong lass… now as for all the killings, and heavy-duty, black operations stuff that permeates the novels, I could tell yeez if these are true or not, but then, I’d have to kill yeez… right?… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…chiller filler grillers for yer killer thriller tastes… a taunting haunting flaunting to enjoy…

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…there are pivotal moments in any journey that grab their own wee slots in yer mind (how philosophical is that,eh, Mabel !!?)… today marks one such occasion for this ol’ Jurassic… having laboured (p’raps not the best term to use immediately post-the-UK-General-Election) for almost six years as a self-publishing indie on the Great God Amazon Kindle, I’m privileged to be a part of the splendid stable at Crooked Cat Publishing (CCP)Stephanie and Laurence Patterson, the architects, drivers, persuaders, feather-strokers, of the CCP extensive litter of literary felines, have presented another first my way… a promoted joint banner alongside those terrific pen-persons, David Robinson and Vanessa Knipe… a trio of thrillers, when yeez add in my own wee masterpiece… it’s great fun… have a peek at the page link here:

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Crooked-Cat-Books/891498890893908?fref=ts

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…sniff! sniff!… my wee masterpiece babies are leaving me…

….sniff!…sniff!… hankies at the ready… my first two Jack Calder crime thrillers, THE VIOLIN MAN’S LEGACY and VENGEANCE WEARS BLACK will be missing for a coupla months… getting their re-launch livery, and make-overs from the great folks at Crooked Cat Publishing… sniff!…sniff! …

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…the wee masterpiece babies tell me they’re looking forward to their holidays at Auntie Steph Patterson and Uncle Laurence Patterson’s place in Edinburra… meantime, if yeez wanna download a copy, yeez have until January 15th… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…I’ve pending news which I can’t reveal to yeez right now… well, I could, but then I’d have to kill yeez…

NUTHIN lasts forever, so ‘they’ say… but change is in the air… and positive change for this ol’ Jurassic… okay, well, a wee hint… unsurprisingly, p’raps, it’s to do with my books…. those Jack Calder crime thriller masterpieces of mine that have bumped around the eBooks circuit for a little while… many of yeez Lads and Lassies of Blog Land have supported my incredible trip through this self-publishing slalom for the past 6 years… and in typical Caledonian immodesty, I can say I’ve learned a lot … basically ‘coz at the start I knew less than zero… my first ever laptop was purchased a week before I began to type THE VIOLIN MAN’S LEGACY... with one finger from each hand, which is still the my current modus laptopus typus… my notion of SOSYAL NETWURKIN was a business cocktail party every month or so… my, my, how that has changed… from a coupla hundred connections on LinkedIn back then, a steep educational slope has been scaled in terms of the Twitter, Facebook, Google+, Pocket, Tumblr, and Pinterest mazes... incredibly, the direct ‘plug-ins’ has grown to over 18,000… and that gets mutilplied adinforeverum with ReTweeting, Facebook sharing and so on… it takes a fair amount of attention… but I LUV IT!… I sincerely believe for the modern quill-scraper, the two disciplines are intertwined… WURKING the Web, and being immersed in yer writing…  the piece de resistance was discovering the joys and the reach of an Author’s Blogthe Author’s Blog ties it all together‘building the platform’ was the phrase I latched onto ‘way back then, and even more so now, as I embark on a partnership with the great folks over at Crooked Cat Publishing… oops, nearly gave it away just then… oh, alright then, yeez’ve talked me into it… yeez may have noticed the absence of SAVAGE PAYBACK for the last coupla months… that’s coz, it’s had one of these wunnerful ‘makeovers’… look…

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…it’ll be re-launched via Crooked Cat Publishing on January 27th… they’ve even organised a Launch Party for it on that date… I’d be happy to have yeez wander over there right now and plonk yer name on to tell me yeez are coming to the launch (virtually, that is)…

…yeez’ll find it here :        https://www.facebook.com/events/333779656824632/?fref=ts

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…well, whaddya know?… my wee blog celebrates its millennium post…

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…when yeez reach 21, yeez supposedly get the ‘Key to the Door’… if sum’thing lasts until the magic 50 number, it’s a Golden Anniversary… and knock on to 60 and yeez register for a Diamond Jubilee… race away and get the 100 up, and there’s yer Centenary, and the customary, polite ’round of applause’… but, the poor wee 1000th of anything lapses into the ordinal background…. p’raps ‘coz it’s quite uncommon, I s’pose… but, here it is, Mabel, my wee blog has just sailed past its 1000th post… of course, a good smattering and more of these are the excellent contributions from many of yeez Lads and Lassies of Blog Land in the form of Guest Posts… what started out a tad less than only three years ago has blossomed into sum’thing this ol’ Jurassic LUVS being involved with… whatever other labels I may stick on myself, I’m proud to say I’m a writer… growing up, I don’t think my preferred career choices would have included that particular soubriquet… the progression of ‘what-I’m-gonna-be-when-I-grow-up’ moved through, ‘drummer’, ‘racecourse bookmaker(?!!)’, ‘professional soccer player’, ‘beat-group-front-man-singer-harmonica-player-a-la-Mick-Jagger’, (yeah, right!)… ultimately the dark WURLD of finance grabbed hold and immersed my puny talents in international banking for a few decades… scribbling had always been a side indulgence… the angst-ridden poetry of the acne-laden teenager… articles for social club magazines… but never a full-on ‘let’s-write-books’ desire… until relatively recently… about six years ago, I’d say… ‘that book’ which we all supposedly ’have in us’ eventually saw the light of day… and the taste took hold… now, with three Jack Calder crime fiction novels under my Amazon belt, and and a fourth as Work-In-Progress, along have come the Crooked Cat Publishing people…

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…and the ’self-publishing’ quill-scraper now has a formal business partner window to the literary universe… and I’m absolutely delighted with the progression… Crooked Cat Publishing brings that excellent mix of access to the eBooks circuit, as well as the print market… precisely where this scrivener should be at this stage in his writing development… central to that has been the understanding that an active participation in the SOSYAL NETWURK society is essential for me, and more particularly, spinning all of these channels via this ‘ere blog… hence, it takes a bow on its 1000th edition...when it stops being fun, I’ll let yeez know… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…Rockie Writin’ High… I’m on the Author’s Pink Cloud, and I ain’t comin’ off any time soon…

 

Crooked Cat Publishing…when yeez have been kicking around as long as this ol’ Jurassic, there’s not much left, really, to get the blood pumping with excitement… but yesterday, was an exceptional day… my friends at Crooked Cat Publishing contracted with me to run with the other books in my Jack Calder crime thriller series, making it a slam-dunk for all three of the current titles… ‘but wait a wee minute’, I hear yeez say, ‘isn’t Master Gallacher a supposed self-publishing advocate?’… so, is this a ‘sell-out’?, a ‘crossing of the floor of the Sacred Scribblers House?’‘what about all this punching into the SOSYAL NETWURKS as a self-publishing personage to keep yer <platform-building> alive?’… relax, relax, relax… step back, take a deep breath, Mabel… let me tell yeez a bit about how the good folks at Crooked Cat operate… the marital team of Stephanie and Laurence Patterson run the operation as a cutting-edge, hybrid publishing entity… crackling presence on the eBook channels… and accessibility to the print markets as well… precisely where this quill-scraper has been targeting all this time… I have incessantly and  forcefully stressed that regardless of whether an author is represented by an Agent and /or a Publisher, the lion’s share of the promotional and marketing activity still rests squarely on his or her literary shoulders… NUTHIN changes in that regard… the involvement in the internet merry-go-round remains an essential, nay, an imperative part of yer armoury… what Crooked Cat brings to me, and the rest of the immensely talented bunch of writers in the Cattery, is the broader sharing of the weight of ‘being present’… professional publishing people packing precisely pertinent practices… and the first present I get is an editor, in the guise of the splendid Maureen Vincent-Northam… ergo, what I’ve got this morning is that marvellous feeling… Rockie Writin’ High… I’m on the Author’s Pink Cloud, and I ain’t comin’ off any time soon…  see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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