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…Bahrain National Day celebrations by an ol’ Scots interloper…

…celebrations are celebrations, regardless of wherever they take place… in Scotland, we have the much-lauded Hogmanay New Year’s Eve tradition, much of which, it must be confessed, as a young man in the days when I imbibed the ‘electric soup’ were lost in a mist of distilled fumes from gurgly bottles… we also have the St Andrews Day with much wheeeeching and birling and skirling of bagpipes, accompanied by lashings of wild haggis (a much better taste than the domestic variety), and we expatriate exiles from North of Hadrian’s wall are adept at adapting to our adopted environments… witness this month, in the Middle East, the National Days of Abu Dhabi (December 2) and now upon us, Bahrain’s festivities (December 16)… the event falls during the weekend in Bahrain this year, and many locals have already held events to mark the day… on Wednesday, my friends at Bahrain Islamic Bank allowed this ol Scots wanderer to participate in the fun… I was never a pigeon-fancier when in the UK, but here’s a marvellous up-close-and-personal falcon picture with yours truly…

…all over the country, children dress in the red and white colours of the National flag… a rather shy, but gorgeous wee lassie, the daughter of one of the bank staff, agreed to be photographed with ‘Uncle Seumas’

…then, proper music, themed for the Arabic ear, and pleasant enuff to my auditory tracts… direct, p’raps from ‘Bahrain’s Got Talent’, filled the area… eat yer hearts out, UB40, the Stones, and the Boston Pops…

…my buddy, Abdulla Alnasheet, another good Manchester United fan (but, of course, what else!) risked having his selfie taken alongside me…

…the supply of food and drinks in ample abundance for the assembled participants proved once more, it’s difficult to match true Arabic hospitality… and they don’t take ‘No’ for an answer when they invite you to their table… thanks again, my friends for a wonderful day… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…Jack Calder, past… Jack Calder, present… Jack Calder, future…

…if there’s anything this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler has learned in ten years of producing his wee literary masterpieces is that NUTHIN stands still in the publishing industry for long, whether that be in the realm of the self-publishing tribes, or the mystic corridors of the ‘Large Houses’ with stables of contracted authors… like many of us, I’ve dabbled, and more than dabbled at times, with self-publishing eBooks on Auntie Amazon Kindle… with paperback printed copies through the slalom of censorship in the Middle East, involving hand-to-hand combat with head buyers at the major retail book distributors in this part of the WURLD… engaged for a short while with a small publishing house… experimented with an agent arrangement for an equally brief spell… both of these latter experiences ending with amicable partings of the way… comes now the latest foray for Master Gallacherthe beckoning universe of Audio Books

…I must confess my heretofore virginal lack of awareness of just how deep that market has become… estimates of annual sales in excess of one billion hours of audio (yes, Mabel, ONE BILLION HOURS) equates to more than TWO BILLION DOLLARS of sales, and rising… it seems there are legions of users of audio books… folks who listen to them in their cars… people who have them ear-plugged during gym workouts, and hundreds of thousands who for one reason or another prefer to switch a book on, rather than flip pages… net result is my first novel from ‘way back, the one that kicked off my Jack Calder crime thriller series, THE VIOLIN MAN’S LEGACY, will be on sale in Audio Book format, hopefully in time for the Christmas season…

…I’m blessed with the discovery of the exceptionally talented, Chris C. Hogan, a voice recording veteran, whose gravelly-edged-voice delivery of the narrative is almost a part of the book itself… I’m excited with this new ploy, which of course, will be additive to the other media through which my WURK will continue to be available… I’d be delighted to know how many of yeez are Audio Book users… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…Authors, it’s hard to beat meeting yer publics eyeball-to-eyeball…

…scribblers-of the-WURLD… we are all pretty much united in the lonely experience of the isolated, virtual, candle-lit attic where we punch out our respective wee literary masterpieces… equally, the burden of transferring the finished tomes onto Auntie Amazon Kindle, or slaloming  through the Agent/Publisher rapids can be a solitary slog… however, some saving grace is at hand… once yer novels are in the public domain, opportunities abound to meet yer adoring readership… Guest Speaking engagements, book festivals, and events such as local Arts and Crafts Fairs… one such of these came our way last weekend in Bahrain… the Bahrain Petroleum Company annual charity event, where all sorts of goodies were on offer… handmade trinketry of incredible beauty, wrought in silver, gold, and ceramics… assorted wood and metal combination photograph frames… diverse clothing for children and adults, in a coruscation of colours… woven bobble hats… perfumed candles in a variety of shapes and hues… and much, much more… and into the mix came this ol’ Jurassic Scots writer and my author buddy, Glen R. Stansfield, with printed copies of our crime thrillers…

…bedecked as yeez can see in our best Braveheart finery… and we fitted right in perfectly… the banter with the browsing hordes was a joy… folks from many parts of the earth mingle here in the Middle East… a few Scots accents mixed with others from the Saaaff of Engalund, innit… Scandinavian tongues… German, French, Portuguese… and one elderly lady, who is a ringer for To Kill A Mocking Bird’s Harper Lee, (dead ringer or otherwise), told us crime fiction is passe — and people should best just read the daily newspapers for that stuff!… however, enuff good folks parted company with their cash to buy signed copies of our wares and chat about writing and anything else that took their fancy… all great fun… and we’re doing it all over again this coming Saturday at the American Women’s Association Snowflake Arts and Crafts event for Charity at the Radisson Blu Hotel in Manama…

…see yeez there… bring yer blether and yer wallets… oh, and by the way, selfies with the kilties are are free of charge!… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…being a self-publishing author… a ‘stigma’ I’ll gladly live with…

…it has been ten years, almost to the day, when this ol’ Scots Jurassic decided it was just ‘time to write that novel we all have in us’… what started as a personal ‘bucket list’ item evolved into an amazing scribbler’s journey, which sustains its magic for me to this day… I trudged the newbie author’s familiar road to literary destiny as so many, many others before me… letters to prospective agents and publishing houses… rejections by the sheaf-load… the first novel tentatively prodded onto Auntie Amazon Kindle… followed by the second, the third, and now #6 is Work-in-Progress… the realisation that the SOSYAL NETWURKS held the key to reaching out to a potential global readership… the building of a blog following… the learning curves (plural!) of proofreading, cover art, editing, pricing mechanisms… discovering various distribution channels… add in the continual scourge of piracy that criminally robs we authors of our rightful share of royalties… the reviews system, good and otherwise… being invited to speak as a Featured Author at Literary Festivals (what a helluva buzz that was first time around)… going into schools, academies and universities to talk on the double roles of Author and Practitioner in the use of the SOSYAL NETWURKS in the ‘business of writing’… all of that is still unabated joyful activity… early in the process the ugly monster reared its head… the whispers, becoming shouts, becoming screams from some quarters that self-publishing was a ‘low-level form of literary endeavour… a lower-class of writing expression… only-those-who-couldn’t-make-it-with-agents-or-publishers-to-back-them-sank-to-that’… and what a load of BOLLIX that view has proved to be!…

…I am blessed with thousands of author pals around the planet, many of whose books I’ve had the honour, privilege and pleasure to read and review… the excellent quality self-publisher is alive and well, and is here to stay… being a self-publishing author… a ‘stigma’ I’ll gladly live with… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…in Docklands, Govan cinemas, we cheered the ‘baddies’ and boo-ed the ‘good guys’…

…a little reworking of a blog post I threw on here four years ago… worth another peek:

…when I was a wee boy, about a hundred years ago in the Govan, Glasgow Docklands, Saturday was the pinnacle of each week… money in Govan families was always as scarce as an honest politician… but somehow, THRUPPENCE in old money usually eked its way into the hands of most kids in our street, and those around us… then it was off to the Saturday matinee at the Vogue cinema… one THURD of the THRUPPENCE expended on a chunk of sugary, creamy, sticky tablet from Mrs Borland… she sold it from her front room, fifty yards away from the cinema… the forerunner of the  modern-day confectionery retail giants, in my opinion… the remaining TUPPENCE got us entry to join the sheer bluudy bedlam that only 250 screaming 5-to-10 year-old child mobsters can create… some of yeez of a certain age will well remember…. there were Tom and Jerry cartoons… sometimes Laurel and Hardy classics… the best for us however, was the ‘next-thrilling-instalment’ of the never-ending Cowboys and Indians chase…

…loads of gun-shooting and bows-‘n-arrows-firing… must have been a gazillion bullets and fletcher’s products used in every ‘thrilling-instalment’... the interminable chases on horseback were the thing, though… the film clips would alternate between the Cowboys and the Indians… they must have ridden after each other for about ten thousand miles… now, here’s where the Govan droll humour gets inculcated at even the tender age of we kids back then… we would howl boos and hisses in total derision of the supposed ‘Good Guys’, the Cowboys… and cheer like hell for the painted-black Baddies, the Indians…

…I don’t know how the present PC brigade would look on all of that nowadays … but  it was great fun, and splendid for the lung development of we shouters… the film-makers back then knew a thing or twelve about body count… Goodies and Baddies would tumble off the horses with immaculate regularity, pierced by bullet or arrow, (who cared?) …I think some of that has crept subliminally into my novel writing… over the past few years, my writerly quill’s been responsible for the demise of dozens of assorted characters (plenty more where they came from, Mabel)… trekking now into the Work-in-Progress, NO IMPUNITY, the trend continueswondering who’s gonna be left standing when it’s finished… oh, well, better re-load the scribbler… got some culling to do…see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…an Author’s lament… where Johnny Depp’s Jack Sparrow and modern pirates differ…

…I’m not much into watching movies… neither on the big screen nor on television… I suffer from a prevalent writers’ disease… I generally, and unwittingly, find myself boringly ‘solving the plot’ ‘way, ‘way before the final credits… the exceptions are films which are either chewing gum for the brain, which I enjoy immensely, such as the Die Hard offerings with Master Bruce Willis, or the pleasantly ‘let it roll and make me laugh’ presentations of ‘The Pirates of the Caribbean’

…the characterisation of Cap’n Jack Sparrow is nuanced up so deliciously by Master Johnny Depp that the story line is a far secondary consideration to this ol’ Scots Jurassic movie-goer… but that’s where my affinity with pirates begins and ends… I’m a self-publishing author (yeez may have noticed!)… and like so many thousands of my fellow scribblers, my WURK is the result of many long hours, days, weeks and months of pouring my creative heart and soul into my Jack Calder crime thrillers… how galling it is then, to acknowledge that hundreds, if not thousands, of pirate sites steal our books and pass them on to readers who may or may not be aware of their illegal complicity in these sales… I use the Blasty program in an effort to minimise  the theft of my titles, but I know, like the Hydra, the more that get cut down, even more rise up in their place, usually the same operators switching to yet another name to peddle their stolen goods… it is NUTHIN short of flogging counterfeit products… someone else’s labour purloined… sadly, the practice is widespread, and the only means most of we writers have to counter effectively without the huge costs of suing, is attempting to persuade the reading public NOT to download pirated books… please share the message… pirate book downloads are THEFT… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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… “Our ‘Enry”… Sir Henry Cooper, boxer, sportsman, and gentleman…

…it is a sad reflection on the sport of boxing that current promoters rejoice in a routine, prematch buildup that revolves around unseemly televised scenes of the protagonists eyeballing each other, nose-tip to nose-tip, like a pair of feral badgers… add in the participants’ often screaming, pejorative, goading insults slung at their opponents, who by the way, are usually helping both of them to garner immense financial pickings… of course, one doesn’t expect a refined, polite ‘after-you,-Claude’ parcel of niceties… these are fighters, after all…

…however, hark back several decades to Britain’s Henry Cooper, whose bouts included the famous match with the then Cassius Clay, later to be restyled, Muhammed Ali… these guys slugged the hell out of each other in the ring, but there was always a sense of mutual respect, even allowing for Ali‘s hugely entertaining ‘I’ll-name-that-knockout-round’ predictions… like most fighters in those days, and prob’ly even today, Henry came from humble beginnings, his from Lambeth in London… he was the hero and idol for millions in the UK… the epitome of the ‘local-boy-made-good’… he never, ever lost the common touch, the ability to reach out to his fans, as a gentleman… I recall watching on black and white television the first of the encounters, at Wembley, with Ali… the one with the infamous ‘cut gloves’ which delayed the start of the fifth round after Henry had smacked Ali to the floor in the fourth…

…to his eternal credit, Cooper claimed the delay was only a matter of seconds and was not a contributory factor to his eventual loss on a technical knockout due to his cut eye… in retirement, Cooper became a much sought-after commentator and sports program contributor… the adulation from the public resulted in two BBC Sports Personality of the Year Awards, and he was the first boxer to receive a Knighthood… it would be nice, although totally improbable, if every ‘big-bout’ boxer lined up to fight was shown tapes of Henry and learned how to behave… Our ‘Enry”… Sir Henry Cooper, boxer, sportsman, and gentleman… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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