I’ve just finished the writing of my latest venture, titled They Came in Peace; it’s now nearly ready for Beta Reading. Continue reading Beta Readers Wanted
Everyone should know how to make one good MRE, which, as those of you who have served in the military (Thank You) will attest, stands for Meal(s), Ready to Eat.
As I now have a good-paying day job, (see previous post) I decided I needed a nutritious, delicious, quick-grab, fast-response meal for lunches, and suppers…pretty much like I have, every time I’ve had a job, since and before my divorce. Continue reading How to Make An Awesome Burrito: Advice From a Writer
…Separatists, Anti-Anglophone militants and Islamophobes believe they have the right to silence anyone who disagrees with them. I believe I have the right to freely express my opinion, especially on such a contentious issue as this one.
My opinion is, that a park named in honour of those brave Canadian men, many from Outremont, who fought and died or were wounded at the Battle of Vimy Ridge, deserve to keep the park in their name.
I made a comparison that the likes of him having a park renamed in his memory over that of Our Honored War Dead was equivalent renaming a park to honour an imbecilic murderer and failed assassin.
Of course, Quebec’s militant separatists, anti-Anglophone bigots, and general sanctimonious self-entitled rabble rousers caused a massive, imbecilic flame war on Twitter, in which I was repeatedly -and laughably – labeled a racist, and demonstrated what racism really looks like in Quebec.
The following images are my response.
Happy Victoria Day! GOD SAVE THE QUEEN!
The silence of horses’ hooves will be heard loudly throughout Old Montreal and the city at large this summer; Montreal mayoral chair moistener Denis Coderre has, in his infinite wisdom, decided to ban Montreal’s traditional horse-drawn Caleches from operating for the duration of 2016. Continue reading The Silence of Horses’ Hooves
Among my of-late all too infrequent posts, I have been giving loose updates about experimenting with Amazon’s KDP Select initiative.
According to Amazon’s too-good-to-be-true KDP Select promotional page, authors enrolled in the programme can “Earn higher royalties, Maximize your book’s sales potential”, and “Reach a new audience,”all in exchange for making your enrolled titles AMAZON KINDLE EXCLUSIVE for an “enrollment period” of 3 months, which renews automatically unless you go through the steps to make sure that the book is only re-enrolled at your behest. But that, like much of KDP Select, only becomes evident after you enroll.
Even going through their broad, devoid-of-details 3 Question Long FAQ’s at the bottom of the page, it becomes obvious that while Amazon are touting the supposed benefits of KDP Select, they most certainly aren’t giving you any real information:
Apparently, the least-asked question is, “How well does it pay?”
Clicking on the “For more FAQs” link leads to a page that just re-hashes everything in the image above, only in more elaborate detail and just enough doublespeak to obfuscate the fact that they ain’t giving you all the fucking facts.
However, having read many a blog article by many a successful author, I decided to have another go at KDP Select – after an early gamble years ago when I first published online.
I decided, as Kindle exclusivity would shut me out of 1/3 of the eBook market, not to cut my nose of to spite my face and make all my titles part of the KDP Select stable for a full quarter-year. That made the chapter books from Chronicles of the Aeons War the ideal test subject for the KDP Select Experiment.
Not content with market dominance, however, it does seem like they are doing their utmost to crush their competition by any means necessary. Continue reading Amazon: Bigger Bullies Than I Thought
It’s been a hell of a month and a half; as those of you following me on Twitter (See column on the left) and those of you who read my post of September the Twelfth already know, I was diagnosed by my doctor as having Something Very Bad Wrong With Me. Continue reading So to review…
A few weeks ago I had bloodwork and an EKG with stress at my GP’s behest…to think I was worried about the EKG. Spoiler alert: the motherfucking bloodwork’s shit all over my life.
My EKG may have said my heart was healthy, but my blood work revealed something much, much more terrifying: Continue reading An Epilogue Unintended.