It’s been a bit one track here lately. All about the books. Well, that’s because I’m having a big push to get as much out as possible this month. That will leave the end of the month and the start of December clear for the Christmas anthology, and then I can take Christmas as a proper holiday.
My father is 80 in January even though he smoked his way through the entire planet’s tobacco harvest several times over so I want some free time then too – another big push might happen in the first weeks of January to make sure that happens.
Anyway, I’ve just loaded Jessica’s Trap onto Amazon and it should show up in a day or two. I’ll load it on Smashwords tomorrow, it’s getting late here and I don’t want to mess it up. This is a republication of one of the books previously published by Eternal Press (later Caliburn Press) whose contract expired over a year ago. I can’t keep the original cover, that was the property of the cover artist, so I have a new cover. It looks like this –
The cover image is the Seal of Solomon, the seal used on the brass vessel in which Solomon trapped 72 demons and their legions of spirits. I redrew the version in Goetia, scanned it then meddled with it in Paint Shop. It’s relevant to the story, as is the chosen colour and the strange object at the bottom of the back cover. That’s enough hints – no spoilers.
I have discovered I can transfer my existing self published books on Amazon to Leg Iron Books simply by editing the book details. Nothing else changes, except they now show up on a search for Leg Iron Books. This means that any reviews are untouched. Jessica’s Trap and Samuel’s Girl will unfortunately lose their reviews because they were published by someone else. I’ll be republishing rather than just editing the details. Can’t be helped. Hopefully at the new price they’ll pick up just as good reviews in the future.
On the plus side, by cutting profits to the bone I can make the print version a hell of a lot cheaper than before. Since it’s just me I don’t have to split the royalties, don’t have to pay cover artists etc, and even though it will make mere pennies per book it’s now a much more attractive price than before.
I have heard from Hugo Stone and a new version of Cultish is imminent. This will be a trimmed version and therefore cheaper but the story has lost nothing. The storyline is intact, the filth and depravity remains unsullied by political correctness or common decency. It’ll still shock you and amuse you in equal measure. That will be another rapid output for this month even though it doesn’t really count because it’s already published.
Samuel’s Girl will be another fast finish. The book is written and edited, out of contract since early November and just needs a cover, There will be another seal, circle or pentacle on the cover and the dominant colour will be red, because of a reason. These need to match because even though these two books seem totally unrelated, they will blend together in the third, Norman’s House. That one might come out early next year too. The main action in that one is in April, so it should be out before then.
All this has to be completed and still leave time for the Christmas anthology. Deadline for that one is still December 1st but I’ll start assembling it sooner.
Despite the concentration on books recently I’m not ignoring the deposing of Bobby Mug-a-bee, nor the regime change in Saudi Arabia. I have noticed the SNP’s suicidal minimum pricing for booze and the indoctrination of preschool children using deranged drag queens who think all children should be the opposite sex. Oh I am watching the world fall apart and to be honest, rather enjoying the spectacle. Venezuela is definitely worth keeping an eye on, there’s a hell of a big bang building up over there. Socialist paradise, eh?
Brexit is going to be fun too. If only Tessie Maybe wasn’t such a weak wuss we might actually get a deal worth having but then the alternative, Jerry Cordite, would probably have gone for Red Brexit in which we would give all our money to the EU in exchange for having a major city bombed once a week.
Arctic sea ice is getting wider so the Church of Climatology now pretends it’s getting thinner. Meanwhile we are all getting fatter while starvation level poverty is increasing. All carbohydrate is now sugar – including cellulose so you veggies are eating the equivalent of a pound of sugar a day. You actually are, you know, even though you can’t digest cellulose but we must never let facts get in the way of a good scare.
Smoking is so scary that people get cancer if they see a cigarette packet and steam is now full of dangerous particulates. Watch out for that kettle, Grandma! Tea is probably safe as long as you don’t inhale.
White people are evil so it’s fine for South Africa’s government to encourage the torturing to death of the farmers it depends on for food. When they’ve wiped out Whitey, who wants to bet they’ll ask Whitey for food aid? And who wants to bet Whitey’s elected cretins will be happy to send it? Kill Whitey. Whitey will pay for it. Until there are none of us left. Then what? Go on, try that game with China.
We have long since passed the absurdity horizon. This world is now logged in every alien space chart as ‘the silly planet’. No wonder UFO reports have dropped to zero in recent years. What self respecting little green man would come within the orbit of Uranus these days?
Speaking of Uranus, I see that homophobia is a British export now because there are still countries that don’t support gay marriage. All the fault of Whitey. Of course. We do tell Iran and Saudi Arabia and all those others to throw gay men off buildings then pelt them with rocks until they are mince. Don’t we? Or perhaps it’s someone else who told them to do that?
Don’t be silly. Everyone knows Mohammed was an immigrant to Mecca from Tower Hamlets so all of Islam is a White Supremacist social construct. Just ask the BBC’s history department – the United Kingdom was really Africa in the old days until the White Walkers arrived and made albino the fashion of the day.
Don’t try to find sense in it all. There isn’t any. This is a Marxist agenda in action and all it has achieved is to show how unutterably insane Karl Marx was. The world would be a better place if we had followed the utterances of Harpo, one of his actually-employed brothers. Karl never appeared in any of the films because he was a workshy layabout who believed the world owed him a living. All his followers believe the same and none of them have any sense of humour. That’s why they don’t know about his four brothers.
Sweden has declared milk a White Supremacist symbol because it’s white. I wonder what they’d make of tripe? This whole ‘milk is white therefore…’ started as a prank (not me, I wish it had been) to see how much absurdity the idiots in charge could handle. More than this, it seems.
Next up should be white light. The light that contains all colours and is therefore the most diverse light possible. Let’s get them to ban it. I reckon it will take less than a day. Then we can all live under black light and have to paint ourselves fluorescent to be seen.
How long before the green fluorescents claim they are oppressed by the blue fluorescents? Probably a matter of minutes. Seconds later, green fluorescents will identify as yellow.
Oh don’t laugh. This is reality. This is the world you live in now. This is life. Marvin was right.
Can it be fixed? To be brutally honest, I don’t fucking care any more. I have seen newspaper articles asking if a black person’s kids can be friends with white kids. Well, any other black person’s kids can be friends with mine but yours? Screw their lives up yourself. Let them grow up with hate and racism and unemployment. You make your children what they become. All your choice but please, don’t waste their time by sending them to job interviews.
I have seen white people call for the death of the white race and not a single one has committed suicide. I have seen the Green God’s acolytes call for population reduction and they are all still alive. Courage, convictions, words of a bygone era.
Because it will never affect you, will it? It always applies to ‘other people’.
Well here it comes, here comes the bad news.
We are all ‘the other people’.