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October 14, 2019
LISA JEWELL: Fleeting glimpse of a woman on holiday inspired book
LISA JEWELL is today’s guest on The Segilola Salami Show podcast. LISA shares with us how a fleeting glimpse of a woman on holiday inspired her bestselling novel. I assure you, you need to click play now to listen to this most intriguing conversation with LISA JEWELL.
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About LISA JEWELL
LISA JEWELL, daughter of an Anglo-Indian woman, was born in London in 1968. Her first novel, Ralph’s Party, was published in 1999. It was the best-selling debut novel of the year. Since then LISA has published another sixteen novels, most lately a number of dark psychological thrillers, including The Girls and Then She Was Gone (both of which were R&J Book Club picks).
Lisa is a top 10 New York Times and number one Sunday Times author who has been published worldwide in over twenty-five languages. She lives in north London with her husband, two daughters, two cats, two guinea pigs and the best dog in the world.
LISA JEWELL’s tips for aspiring authors
Think for as long as it takes to feel ready to start
Decide who tells the story
Decide when the story starts
Aim to write 1000 words a day
FINISH!
About The Segilola Salami Show
The Segilola Salami show is an audio podcast talk show hosted by the female Nigerian-British podcaster Segilola Salami who is also an author, freelance writer and blogger. Please click here to see the full list of Yoruba children’s books written by Segilola Salami.
The show is set in a virtual cafe and is a podcast on books and publishing. The aim of the show is to be both educative and informative but in an entertaining way. Guests from all works of life come on the show to talk about the books they have read or written and how books motivated or inspired them. Listeners of the show get to discover new authors and new books as well as learn something new. Also, as the show is set in a virtual cafe, it is a fun podcast to listen to at work, while running or even when driving.
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October 12, 2019
Character Interview: On the Eve by Gladys Jones
Today’s character interview is from the Literary Fiction book On the Eve by Gladys Jones. It was self-published by the author on 08.01.19 and is currently available as a Paperback, ISBN 9781078311311 and eBook. On the Eve by Gladys Jones is aimed at readers aged 18+ and does contain some swear words.
Synopsis from On the Eve by Gladys Jones
High school junior, Emmett Mercado, tells the story of his high school experience with his old friend named Vivian Eve Copeland. After growing up together and sharing many fond memories, Vivian and Emmett have a bitter argument that leads up to Vivian dying in a tragic car accident one fatal day. As Emmett struggles to come to terms with his best friend’s demise, he discovers that there is more to her life than what he already knew. He takes it upon himself to tell her story – the true story of Vivan Eve.
Name of character to be interviewed: Emmett Mercado
Why was this character chosen for this interview?:
Emmett has been chosen to be interviewed because he is the leading protagonist of the story.
Question 1: Why do you take it upon yourself to tell Vivian’s story?
Answer: …I guess because no-one else would if I didn’t. She lived a pretty two-faced life, in a way, and nobody would’ve thought that there was something hiding underneath all her weird mannerisms and stuff. No-one else would’ve cared.
Question 2: What’s so special about Vivian that she gets a book written about her?
Answer: Well, it’s not so much that she is so special she gets her own book (more or less her own book), but that she had a story that needed to be told. All her life, people didn’t listen to her. Not her parents, not her sister, not her friends… not even me. I mean, I’ve lived a relatively normal life, and so did she, in a way… But that’s because we don’t accept the bad things as “bad.” We just call it “normal” because “everyone deals with it.” I want to change that.
Question 3: If you could turn back time, what would you change?
Answer: I would go all the way back to when we were children. I would try to be her friend. I would give her a shoulder to cry on, even if she beat me up for it. I would try every day to show her what it’s like to have people who genuinely care about who she was until she didn’t know anything else.
Question 4: How did you and Vivian become friends in the first place?
Answer: Funny enough, nobody really remembers that part. We actually were enemies for a while. But I guess it was just a good example of time breeding love and hatred; Vivian bullied me really bad when we were kids for some reason, but then she became my best friend. But she also held in a lot of, well, hatred towards me. But that didn’t change the fact that we were once friends. And we always will be, in the end.
Question 5: Any advice you have for people struggling with mental health issues?
Answer: Please, go find someone who cares. Find a therapist. Find a friend. Find somebody who is willing to listen to your worries and doubts and pains. It worked out for me, and it would’ve worked for Vivian, too.
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This character interview was submitted by the author Gladys Jones
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Sunday Snippet: Upon Us by Blakely Chorpenning
Today’s Sunday Snippet is from the New Adult, Post-Apocalyptic Romance Upon Us by Blakely Chorpenning. It was self-published by the author and is currently available as a paperback (ISBN 978-0-9847010-8-7 , To be published 10-15-19) and an E-book (ISBN 978-0-9847010-9-4, To be published 10-15-19). Upon Us by Blakely Chorpenning is aimed at readers aged 18+ and does contain one sex scene and a handful of extremely mild curse words (ie “damn”).
Synopsis of Upon Us by Blakely Chorpenning
What if the apocalypse was manufactured to save mankind?
Threatened by an ailing planet and insatiable human advancement, world governments agreed to ban the modern way of life, cutting off electricity, technology, and medical services, dismantling the global economy for one hundred years.
Twenty-five years have passed in this self-imposed darkness known as the New Beginning. Crops are dying and the sickness -a zombie-like plague of rotting flesh and fractured minds- is ravishing the East Coast of the United States.
One woman has been entrusted by the clans to remedy their food shortage. Breaking the rules is nothing new, but She -a nameless nomad- must abduct a privileged villager named Ren, bringing her too close for comfort with his entitled world. Together, they discover the root of the plague as their desire for one another grows, even as the differences in their two worlds collide.
Through deception and the horrors of an expanding pandemic, love thrives were a world chose to die.
Chapter One
If I could have gasped or cursed a string of revolting idioms, I would have donated my longest minutes to do just that. I would have used every foul word in my vocabulary three times over, then I would have cross-referenced them to start all over again. But I had been hiding for some time in a damning mix of prickle bushes and discarded bones, feeling my legs cramp and my neck stiffen, waiting for my moment. Any form of movement or sound could ruin my progress like a hole in the foot.
The chill of the ground seeped into my bones like the slow tug of death. The weather had shifted early this season. While the trees were fairly full, the tasty berries and ripe foraging of warmer times were long gone. My stomach could attest to that. Spasms twisted my muscles the longer I laid there. Hungry cries from my belly fell on a deaf, heavy plot of earth.
It was about to pay off.
The unmistakable crunching of tires on gravel grew louder until a vehicle was rounding the bend, just within sight. It came to a sudden stop in front of the small utility building, where a man had been standing with a rifle slung over his shoulder since sunrise.
Tree limbs and contorted weeds squeezed the structure, causing a natural camouflage over cheap siding that lost its war on nature years ago. Attached in front was a modest overhang, used as a shield from inclement weather. It wouldn’t protect from the dangers of drifters, but that wasn’t a necessity out here. The entire plat was so removed from the main highway, I was certain these roads hadn’t been mapped since that sort of thing mattered. In fact, had I not known what to look for and where I would have easily missed it. Which was the point, obviously.
The short, emaciated driver hopped out, no larger than a shriveled thought of a man, to greet the burly guard on watch detail. Their conversation traveled the thirty yards to my ears. His croaky voice brought to mind cigar smoke and sweat that threatened to sting your nose hairs like a freshly cut onion.
This was the shift change I had silently been suffering for. The emaciated stranger and his vehicle were mine, though he wasn’t quite what I expected. I had been told to take the guard in the Land Rover. He didn’t exactly look like he could guard a dung pile from a beetle. Then again, a bullet didn’t need to exercise every day or eat well. A clear path would do.
Anyone could kill you at any time.
I would have bet two deer that my skill and muscle outmatched his, even if he had a weapon. Yes, he would be easy to cow. Silently, I thanked Gaia, our Mother Earth goddess, for a simple mark.
“Home in time for dinner,” I congratulated myself before rolling into the nearest mound of thickets.
As the men ended their greetings and entered the building, I quickly and quietly closed ground. Squatting behind a large tree just to the side of their location, I took stock of their guns.
You’re almost done, I repeated in my head. I sounded nervous. I wasn’t nervous. But it wasn’t like I had ever done this before.
I was a little nervous.
Inhaling and exhaling in abrupt succession, I popped to my feet and burst through the doorway. The men were utterly startled. An unexpected budding sense of pride radiated through my chest.
Before the burly guard could swing his gun over his shoulder, I Tased him. This had been a recent gift, as I hadn’t known of its existence two days ago. The clans rooting for my success in this mission saw that I was adequately prepared. And I was smart enough to know that a dark world hadn’t erased everything. Well-hidden places still existed that harnessed manmade energy. The government saw to that, along with the required maintenance of power plants and anything as equally dangerous.
The quick work of the Taser was jarring, as I had never seen electricity harnessed in such a manner. The guard’s bulky frame slunk to the floor, incapacitated.
“Don’t move!” I yelled at the weaker man.
He bleated, “Don’t hurt me! I’ll go!”
As he stood, hands trembling above his head, I noted his meek demeanor. No eye contact. No gun. No nothing. His back hunched in fear. His lips pursed tightly as if he were biting part of it. He wasn’t a guard at all.
How did he know I wanted him to go anywhere? I hadn’t said more than two words. This felt wrong.
“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath.
As I stared into his helpless eyes, an overwhelming force barreled into me from behind, propelling me forward until I spilled across a metal chair and crashed to the floor. The Taser spiraled through the air, hitting the floor a few seconds after me. It slid across the badly poured concrete, swishing to a stop under a table.
Skittering to my feet, I came face to face with a third man. This man, however, looked as if he had three standard meals a day and a shower anytime he felt inclined. I knew him. Not personally. Rather, I knew of him. He was a villager. A Privileged. Someone who had no excuse to leave the safety of his walls. There was no mistaking the spotless clothes and entitled attitude.
This wasn’t right!
Two guards. One shift change. One vehicle. That was the information passed down to me. This man wasn’t supposed to be here. He must have been hiding inside the vehicle. How could I have been so irresponsible not to check? How could I have assumed my information was correct? I lived in a nasty world that repaid foolishness with death. I knew better.
I was better than this, damn it.
Our eyes simultaneously fell on the gun still strapped behind the fallen guard. His body, having given way to the gravity of unconsciousness, left his weapon completely exposed.
Before the flaxen blond could lunge for it, I swung the chair in an upward motion from my heels, spinning my weight into it once around, landing it square on the stranger’s chest. He was a muscular opponent, though his loose shirt lied to the contrary.
A distressed sound escaped his lips. To my delight, he fell hard.
I remembered to breathe again as I stood over this man, who had strode past my senses like a shadow. Recovering swifter than I expected, he caught my right ankle in his palm before I had a chance to spring toward the fallen guard’s rifle.
“Stop!” the Privileged demanded. His voice was deep and strained.
“Never!”
I needed to subdue his assault, grab the little man, and escape as fast as possible to regroup. Leaving empty-handed was unacceptable, but my plan was collapsing into confusion in this stranger’s very grip.
“Get off!” I growled, cocking my leg back and kicking him repeatedly. The nasty squish tangled with the stubborn leverage of tooth roots giving way brought a knowing smirk to my lips. He would be walking away with fewer teeth than he walked in with.
The satisfaction I felt had no correlation to the enjoyment of causing pain. I didn’t enjoy it at all. I never had. But if it meant being caught or leaving a bad impression, I would dig deep and turn off my emotions long enough to get away. Every time.
This time I had my hands full.
Acting like he hadn’t just lost a tooth, the juggernaut recovered with speed, lunging at me with a fierceness I had never experienced, even in the open grassland against the sick, those of us affected by a brutal illness. I tried to kick him again, but he gained ground, dropping me to the concrete with a sickening thud. Hastily, he crouched over my torso on his haunches, not leaving a free move to escape.
I was pinned.
He took a moment to catch his breath and check his jaw. You’re still in one piece, I thought to myself, disgusted by my oversight.
Our fight was quick but brutal. He hadn’t expected such force. However, when he looked down, he grinned.
Looking up at the Privileged, I squinted my eyes, trying to mask the malicious thoughts swimming behind common sense.
“Are you done?” he asked.
I batted my long eyelashes. “I- I think we got off on the wrong shoe.”
His brow furrowed. “Foot.”
“What?” I asked, breathlessly.
“We got off on the wrong foot, is the saying.” Wiping the blood from his mouth onto the long sleeve of his pale green shirt, he added, “And yeah, you can say that twice.” But there was a hint of amusement in his tone.
“Here, let me help you,” I offered in my sweetest voice. By the time he was able to focus on the object in my left hand, it was too late. “Is this better?” I quipped, dropping the darling-little-thing routine as I drove the two-inch blade of my push dagger into the meat just under his right collarbone.
Unlike my previous advances, this stopped him in his dangerous tracks.
I was no darling-little-thing. And my push dagger had a secret. Roughly thirty sharp teeth lined the edge of the blade, which hooked forty degrees to one side at the end, causing more damage if I chose to twist it in the opposite direction than it entered. Most people in the New Beginning didn’t have resources such as bullets for their aging firearms, which created a high demand for blades, bows, and spears. My push daggers had gotten me out of a number of situations, mostly due to being small and inconspicuous.
Silently, I thanked the old man who always smelled of cinnamon and homebrew for crafting my daggers special. He wasn’t my clan. None of them were. But desperation speaks louder than law when your family’s survival is in question. It was my job to move what was needed into the right hands.
In return, laws were overlooked and favors were granted. That made up for all the clan I never had.
“Get up,” I demanded. My delicate facade had vanished.
He did as he was told.
“I’m sorry, Ren,” the small man blubbered.
I barked, “No talking.”
“Don’t worry about it, Winston.”
“No talking,” I articulated slowly, barely needing to twist the knife for a painful effect.
He grunted, managing to look aggravated rather than weakened.
Turning to the little man, I ordered, “Give me the bullets out of the gun.”
He was practically vibrating, he was shaking so intensely. Never making eye contact, he did as he was told, slowly removing the gun from the guard, setting the bullets on a table between us. He never looked at me, not once.
I knew better than to take a gun with us. I had seen the gruesome leftovers from guns up close once before. Images that would turn my stomach until the day I was dust. No need to give my hostage a weapon of such ruin. I didn’t want to end up a pile of guts and tissue. Something the world coughed out and forgot about.
Grabbing the bullets with my free hand, I pocketed them.
“Now start the vehicle.”
He was frozen. Only his eyes darted back and forth, from me to the guy bleeding under my grip.
Motioning with the flick of my head, I reminded him, “The vehicle’s that way. Get moving.”
The excitement must have been too much because the underweight man fainted right in front of me. His body created a raucous band of noises as it fell into the desk, coming to rest in an ugly heap on the floor.
Standing in silence, immobile, I fought the panic threatening to rise from my beating chest.
What just happened?
As small as he was, I couldn’t throw him over my shoulder or shove him into the Rover while I had to keep this man at arm’s length.
I shrugged. “I guess it’s your lucky day. Keys?”
“In the ignition.”
I had decided to take the stronger man. A decision I regretted instantly. This man had a propensity for violence. It wouldn’t do to take him, but it wouldn’t do to leave everyone behind. This desperate idea wasn’t my brightest, but desperate times called for crazy women. And I was desperate.
People were counting on me.
Once we were gone, the driver and the guard would be too far away for any form of walkie transmission, cut off from their people, until someone ventured to check on the country outpost. They would be safe indoors in the meantime.
Moving to stand behind the Privileged, one hand gripping the embedded blade, the other wrapped around his good arm, we walked outside. I managed to lock the door before it shut, leaving the unconscious men safely inside. My hostage cocked his head, curious as to why I cared about their safety. I ignored the gesture, leaving him to speculate quietly.
Our exit was somewhat encumbered due to my line of sight being level to his shoulders. He was considerably taller by two hands. Pulling him across the lawn, we shimmied awkwardly into the black Rover. My hand never let the hilt of the blade. Never daring my luck further.
“Drive,” I ordered as I ripped the handheld walkie from the dash, tossing it out the window.
His hazel orbs stared at me as if they held worlds of wisdom that could never be mine. He scrunched his brow as he gripped the wheel awkwardly. “My dad never taught me,” he confessed.
“Drive,” I said matter-of-factly.
He shrugged. “It was worth a try.”
Turning the key, the vehicle vibrated to life. A moment later, we pulled onto the dirt road.
“Ready for a field trip?” he asked.
“Stop talking. Think of it as practice to stay alive.”
Once he had driven a handful of miles, separated only by a succession of trees and brush from the scene of his kidnapping, I tossed the bullets out the window and watched them scatter into the wheat-colored grass on the edge of the road, each one rolling into obscurity. It was a shame. They were worth an entire season of meat if traded to the right clan, but the god awful sound of gunfire accosting my memories would never allow them further than this moment.
I anticipated the mountains ahead as I considered my hostage. I had grown up in these hills. I knew them like a bird knows flight. How much did he know? He had been taught more than lived. That was the mark of the Privileged. To know everything without the scars from learning. To be so sure without the fear of trying first. To be a gilded animal surrounded by rot.
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This post was submitted by the author Blakely Chorpenning
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October 11, 2019
5 Reasons Why People are Wary of Payment Gateway Services
Today’s blog post is a guest post by Debesh Kumar Jha, a digital marketing enthusiastic with knowledge of almost all niches. Apart from writing, he loves to spend time alone binge watching tech series and talks. In this post, Debesh shares 5 Reasons Why People are Wary of Payment Gateway Services.
Source: Quora
Introduction to Payment Gateway Services
By and by, it is becoming clearer that the payment gateway services are here to stay. Because think about it, is online going anywhere? The link between online businesses and payment gateway systems was irrevocably set when the first credit and debit gateway was developed by CyberCash in 1995. A quarter of a century later, technology has become only more agile and expansive. To take into its folds the growing complexities of business, which isn’t just overseas now, but also largely online, where goods can be bought and sold even when the different stakeholders of a transaction are time zones apart! It is thus no surprise that the current avatar of the payment gateway system is considered through the lens of necessity. Security, ease of customer experience and a single point integration, make many businesses vie for these gateways. Proof of to lies in the Payment Methods Report, which stated that in 2018 e-wallet transactions throughout the world had amounted to $ 41.8 billion. However, all is not necessarily well in the land of payment gateways, and the reasons are many. The topmost among these is security and a wrongly chosen service can lead to a serious breach. And this, in turn, can be a serious threat to the customer, which can then snowball into the relational territory between business and customer.
Reasons for people to be wary of payment gateway services
The following are typically some common and not-so-common reasons that people keep away from them.
1 Too many hidden fees
It’s a real problem that some payment gateway services tend to keep their fee structure a secret. It would be a stretch to say that they don’t reveal any part of it at all, but the cumulative amount is not known to the business until they’ve signed up. A wholesale fee and a markup fee is typically what constitutes the total fee that needs to be paid. The wholesale fee stays more or less similar to gateway services. But it is the markup fee that can vary a lot since this really is the profit for the gateway service business. Add to this scenario the fact that some gateway providers include special fees for withdrawals, cancellations and batch processing.
2 Technical integration issues.
When a business needs to use a payment gateway, API integrations are absolutely necessary. These integrations then ensure that banks, merchant and customer are then on the same page. One of the biggest resistances a business can have is the issue with technicalities cropping up time and again. This is where the need for seamless payment gateway services comes in. Where developer material is simple, well-documented and easy to follow. Because believe it or not, with technical hiccups, the whole chain of stakeholders is affected, one by one.
3 Inadequate infrastructure
When businesses are considering suitable online payment gateway services, one of the most important factors they want to be assured of is infrastructure. Without a robust infrastructure, a gateway service can’t make room for multiple currencies and neither can it accommodate a multi-payment-channel format. Any business that uses this service is then stuck with fewer options and a whole lot of effort to move the different pieces of data around. A robust infrastructure, on the other hand, allows for many currencies and channels to co-exist, making transactions flexible for both businesses and their customers. A single point interface in a well-designed payment gateway service also leads to businesses saving unnecessary vendor costs and also saving time in the process because transaction reconciliations are possible through centralised reporting.
4 Patchy support
If someone goes into the fundamentals of payment gateway services, they will see that the scenario encompasses hundreds of complex processes tied together into an interface that both the business and its customers are able to comprehend. Integrations themselves can take multiple attempts and other technical issues can also crop up anytime. One of the reasons people are wary of online payment gateway services is because technical support can potentially be patchy. And that could mean the business not knowing technical nuances they ideally should know about, a real human presence not guiding them through set-up and no timely intervention later if issues were to occur.
5 Questionable security
Another very real problem that businesses and users often think about is online fraud. Since online transactions require the back and forth passage of sensitive data, it is essential that payment gateway services offer proofing that one can trust. However, this isn’t always the case and businesses suffer at length. Take the proof contained in the survey conducted by CRIF between December 2018 and April 2019 providing a peek into the German context. 97% of online shops in Germany have already faced fraud once during their time of operations. While this is just one of the many examples, it is true that worldwide, online security is a factor of concern that businesses, as well as users, face. And as a business, one needn’t have to take on the responsibility of compliances. The ideal thing to do is to sign up with a payment gateway provider that is already PCI DSS compliant. This could potentially save a lot of hassle as well as precious time that could then be directed into the business.
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October 7, 2019
DEBORAH O’DONOGHUE: From local authority employee to self starter in writing
Crumpet addict Deborah O’Donoghue is today’s guest on The Segilola Salami Show podcast. Deborah shares with us snippets from her life from working in a fish and chip shop to becoming a bestselling author. This episode was recorded live at Capital Crime, London’s first crime writing festival. I assure you, you need to click play now to listen to this most intriguing conversation with Deborah O’Donoghue.
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About DEBORAH O’DONOGHUE
Deborah O’Donoghue is a crumpet addict and bestselling author who studied English and French at the University of Sussex and Performing Arts at the Sorbonne, before teaching for ten years. Before that, she worked in car body repairs, in the best fish and chip shop in Brighton, and as a gofer in a comedy club.
Deborah was born in Plymouth and now lives in Brussels.
Social media handle @thedebodonoghue
How to become a self-starter in writing
Consider getting some coaching
Network and ask for help – people are often kinder than you think
WRITE!
Go to a writer’s festival
Read as much as you can
About The Segilola Salami Show
The Segilola Salami show is an audio podcast talk show hosted by the female Nigerian-British podcaster Segilola Salami who is also an author, freelance writer and blogger. Please click here to see the full list of Yoruba children’s books written by Segilola Salami.
The show is set in a virtual cafe and is a podcast on books and publishing. The aim of the show is to be both educative and informative but in an entertaining way. Guests from all works of life come on the show to talk about the books they have read or written and how books motivated or inspired them. Listeners of the show get to discover new authors and new books as well as learn something new. Also, as the show is set in a virtual cafe, it is a fun podcast to listen to at work, while running or even when driving.
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October 6, 2019
Sunday Snippet: Sweet Temperaments
Today’s Sunday Snippet is from the MM Romance Sweet Temperaments by Tonwand North. It was self-published by the author on 29.09.19 and is currently only available as an eBook, Amazon ASIN: B07YF5ZR3N. Sweet Temperaments by Tonwand North is suitable only for readers aged 18+, especially as it does contain sex with two men. It’s romance, not erotica. No cursing, only swearing ie shit and damn.
Synopsis of Sweet Temperaments by Tonwand North
Lewis Fraser (25), openly gay, works in an office. He usually dates bodybuilder types and goes on blinds dates set up by his work colleague Brian. They never last. When his office buddy goes on maternity leave Christopher Wright takes her place. He’s eccentric and unsociable. Not Lewis’s type but one day he drops a file and when they both pick it up there is a connection. Well, there is on Lewis’s side. He can’t stop thinking about him and does everything he can to make Christopher like him. They eventually form a friendship and things seem to be warming between them when Christopher confesses to being HIV+. Lewis has to get over his fear. (This is my reason for writing this book is to raise awareness that new HIV medications make carriers undetectable meaning they can’t pass it on or infect anyone else and they live long healthy lives unlike years ago). Chris and Lewis get married, adopt a daughter and live happily ever after.
Name of chapter: Chapter 1
I wheel my office chair across to the open window and lean my elbows on the windowsill. The human anomaly I’m staring at started in my department a month ago. Carly had just gone off on maternity leave and the boss dumped him in my office to keep me company. I disliked his cold aloofness the second we shook hands, and by his disparaging expression, I assumed he took an instant aversion to me too. His name is Christopher Wright.
I shake my head as he takes three steps forward, two back then walks forward. Finally, he chooses a picnic bench to sit at. It’s the same one as yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. He goes through the same conundrum every day before he finally sits down to eat his lunch. I watch him clean his glasses before he opens his lunchbox.
Christopher is the only one who brings a packed lunch to work. The rest of us flock to the canteen at our designated 12pm or 1pm lunch breaks. I thought at first, he had some special dietary requirement. I’ve since learned he has a social dietary dysfunction. For he prefers to reside in his solitary world of one. And, the contents of those lunchboxes? I shudder. They look like something a dog hacked up. The man really is the worst cook.
He’s not what you call, user-friendly. Humour is definitely a foreign language to Christopher and the rest of the department avoid him like the plague. I lean my head on both hands in thought. I do like his blond curls but physically he wouldn’t normally be my type. He’s tall and slim, I doubt he’s ever lifted a weight in his life. But he has some unique quality that I can’t take my eyes off.
This issue started when my distaste for his existence was challenged last week. Christopher clumsily knocked a folder off his desk and as we both bent to pick it up, he actually looked at me. Really looked at me. Okay I realise it wasn’t a ‘take me to bed’ look, and probably more a ‘don’t touch my stuff’ look but when those blue eyes looked directly at mine, I swear my heart actually stopped. I’ve never felt the inclination to faint over anyone in my life, but I almost did that day. I haven’t looked at another man since.
I shake my head with a frustrated chuckle. It means I’m doomed to be single for the rest of my life. For even though he barely talks to me I’m pretty sure he’s straight. In truth, I’ve never seen him with a woman, but I’ve never seen him with a man either. I scratch my ear. In my erotic fantasies, I imagine that I am his first man kiss. I smile defiantly, and first other things too. I give out a needy sigh as I look at him. It’s my mission to melt his ice and try to get to know him better. He glances across and sees me staring out the window. He drops his gaze. My heart skips when he glances at me again. He rises and gathers his things. I sigh in vexation. Damn, I wish he would fall in love with me too.
I know I should really be working instead of fantasising and dreaming about what will never happen. I’m still looking out the window staring at the trees when he returns. I hear the drawer open in his desk. He’ll be putting his lunchbox away. I hear his voice. “Why are you looking out the window?”
Wow, he’s actually talking to me today. I turn to look at him. “Why?”
“It’s off-putting having someone stare at you when you’re eating.”
I decide against confessing the truth. His eyes narrow at me. I sigh. “I was just getting some air.” My smile breaks into a grin as he shakes his head and walks away. His cheeks are a little flushed but I’m under no illusion it’s out of irritation rather than thrilling excitement at conversing with me. He appears back in the office moments later with a coffee.
I roll my chair back to my desk. Am I invisible? I chide him. “Maybe I wanted a coffee too?”
I get ignored. I watch as he fixes his gold-rimmed glasses and turns on his computer. His eyes look at me impatiently as I continue to stare at him. “I’m already seated Lewis, and you will be going past the coffee machine in a few minutes.”
I shake my head. Training him to be a friendly human isn’t going well. I rise and push my chair under the desk. On the way to the door, I glance at him. He is focussed on typing a report. I may as well not exist. My heart sinks.
At 5pm he closes everything down. I glance up as he takes his lunchbox out the drawer, lifts his jacket and leaves. Not even a goodbye or see you tomorrow. I tap my pen in frustration on the edge of the keyboard. Verbally asserting my need for attention gets ignored, or at best a blank look of ‘whatever.’ Still, I keep trying. I tug a piece of paper out the printer and write, ‘It’s polite to say goodbye! Or see you tomorrow before you leave!’ I sticky tape it in front of his monitor.
The next day he’s arrived before me. Christopher has a quirk at arriving and departing exactly on time. As I look at my watch, I realise I’m two minutes late. He speaks as I stroll across to my desk. “Good morning Lewis.”
I stumble and almost drop my jacket as my eyes flash at him in surprise. He never welcomes me in the morning. I certainly didn’t expect him to pay any attention to my message. My face breaks into a smile. “Good morning Chris.”
He glances at me with an audible exhale. “It’s Christopher. If you wish us to exchange civil pleasantries, fine, but at least address me correctly.”
I beam at him as I sit. “Thank you. I appreciate the empathetic gesture Mr Spock.” I give him a Vulcan salute. His eyes assess me for a moment. I wonder if he knows who Spock is? Unsurprisingly I don’t receive a Vulcan greeting in return as he fixes his glasses and his attention returns to his computer screen. He’s only five years older than me but it may as well be fifty.
At 10.30am I stretch my arms out wide with an audible yawn before I rise and disappear for coffee. When I’m standing at the coffee machine, I decided to try something new. Being nice is getting me nowhere. I take two coffees back and a handful of sugar sachets. I sit the sachets next to the coffee I place on his desk. He frowns at them before he looks at me questioningly. “I don’t take sugar in my coffee.”
I smirk. “I know Chris.” I look at them before I smile at him. “But you should. They might sweeten your temperament.” I sit at my desk and open a file. I glance across at him. “The accepted verbal response should be, thank you for the coffee, Lewis.” He’s still staring at the sachets with a puzzled look. I shake my head and roll my eyes. “I should have brought a bigger bundle.” I smile at the sarcasm in my humour as I turn and begin typing.
Today it is raining. I like the sound as it hits the open glass. I don’t know how Christopher feels about the window being open. I notice he’s anchored a few loose sheets under his Sellotape and hole-punch but there are no sighs or glaring looks. He’s a grown man he will tell me if he disapproves. When he leaves for lunch I wheel across and sit my elbows on the sill to stare at the empty picnic benches. It’s too wet for him to sit outside and I doubt he will converse with the others in the canteen. I bet he sits in his car, alone. I’m conscious he’s becoming my obsession, which I realise isn’t healthy.
I notice the blue reflection of his shirt flit across the glass. I jump to my feet and stick my head into the corridor. I admire his tall slim form as it makes its way down the hallway. I was right he’s heading in the direction of the carpark. He must sense someone watching for he pauses and turns. He looks at me. He’s probably wondering why I’m standing in the corridor staring at him. I’m a little curious why he didn’t just glare at me and walk away. We continue to look at one another. My smile breaks into a grin and I make a letter C with my hand. Now he turns and continues down the hallway.
I don’t know why I’m feeling hyped and excited. Nothing really happened. Wasn’t like we shared a moment. But my pulse is racing. He returns empty-handed. He still doesn’t bring me a coffee. I heave a sigh in disappointment, spurned again. He’s a tough cookie to break.
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October 5, 2019
Character Interview: The Broken Tree (Book Three of the Laurelhurst Chronicles) by Kellie Butler
Today’s character interview is from the Family Saga, Historical Fiction The Broken Tree (Book Three of the Laurelhurst Chronicles) by Kellie Butler. It was published by Raleigh Hills Press and is currently available as a paperback and Kindle ebook. The Broken Tree (Book Three of the Laurelhurst Chronicles) is suitable for book lovers aged 18+ especially as it has very few swear words, some domestic violence but nothing overtly graphic.
Synopsis of The Broken Tree (Book Three of the Laurelhurst Chronicles) by Kellie Butler
Lancashire, Summer 1959. Fifteen years ago, Lydie Cavert Bainbridge left the dark memories of her youth at Laurelhurst Manor behind her.
Now thirty-two, an expectant Lydie returns with her family of five with two goals: to protect her children from her horrific experience at Laurelhurst and to spend a peaceful summer before the arrival of her fourth child.
When Lydie comes across an ancient oak tree split in the middle on the edge of the estate along with her husband Henry, it reveals an old secret from three hundred years ago involving an enemy along with the specters she had hoped to leave behind.
Old fears emerge along with new rivalries for the leadership of the manor, which could put Lydie at odds with her older brother, Edward.
All the while Elliott Cutterworth has plans for the Cavert and Bainbridge families of his own.
Lydie faces a heartbreaking choice: stay loyal to the brother who has protected her since her youth, or the family she’s forged in a new world. Will her relationship with her brother stay solid, or will it split apart like the fate of the broken tree in the garden.
Name of character to be interviewed: Lord Elliott Cutterworth
Why was this character chosen for this interview?:
He’s the villain in the book, and readers chose him.
Question 1: A lot has transpired since we last saw you in 1950 New York in Before the Flood. What has been going on with you?
Answer: Well, quite a bit, actually. My father and stepmother passed away within a short span of time from each other, leaving me to run the family enterprise. That takes most of my time. Other than that, I have a lovely lady in my life these days, Mrs. Kate Douglas.
Question 2: Henry Bainbridge’s sister? How did that come about? Of all the society women for you to date, you chose Kate Douglas.
Answer: One never knows how they are going to become enamored with someone. I suppose with Kate, well, there’s a certain fragility and precociousness that I find endearing. When I met her in that hotel in Monte Carlo, I felt so much for her. A friendship began then and there. You see, men like to be needed. We love to be needed, and I don’t just mean for our wallets, although that could be a part of it. No, I mean that is no greater gift you can give us gentleman than for you to tell us that you rely on us. Kate’s needs go beyond a financial relationship. She has such emotional depth that I can’t help but want to help her. Despite what people may think of her, Kate has a lot of strength in her. She wants to make a go at life without depending or relying on her family, and I admire that. I suppose we have much in common that way.
On the contrary of what some sources might say, none of it was designed on my part.
Question 3: Do you think it’s leading towards something substantial like marriage?
Answer: Well, I suppose that is largely left up to her. She is much younger than I am, after all. With all the parties she attends, she’s sure to find a much younger suitor. I have offered my hand in marriage and it will be up to her if she says yes.
Question 4: Have you lost all your affections for Lydia, then? You seemed highly enamored with her, almost obsessed when you were courting her
Answer: My dear, Lydia chose to marry Dr. Bainbridge, and I accept that choice because I’m a gentleman. Not that I agree with it, because what man would put her against her own brother, but that is her dilemma, not mine. Ladies like Lydia are loyal to those that they love. I don’t see her ever divorcing her, because I doubt divorce would enter her vocabulary unless a certain catastrophic event occurred. Now, if something happened to Dr. Bainbridge or if Lydia chose not to be married to him, well, I suppose we would just have to wait and see where things are then. I’m rather happy with Kate, and let’s face, I’m a sixty-four-year-old man. I’m not getting any younger.
Question 5: You stated a few moments ago that Dr. Bainbridge may have pitted Lydia against her brother. With you being with Kate, have you not also interfered with Kate’s relationship with her family? How do you feel about that?
Answer: You know, I find it humorous that I’m seen as a scheming sort of man that’s pitting people against each other. If anything, I’m the kind of man that frankly wants to be left alone to do as I like. However, I’ll answer your question. It’s Kate that has the greater leverage in this relationship and she always has. If anything, Kate wants to be independent of her family. She always has the choice to visit her parents and her brother freely. It’s they that don’t accept me, not the other way around.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a board meeting to attend. Thank you for a lovely conversation.
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October 2, 2019
Yoga Teacher Training Certifications – What You Must Know About Them
Today’s blog post is a guest post on Yoga Teacher Training Certifications and was written by Katherine Austin. Katherine Austin is a professional yoga teacher trainer having 10 years of experience in Yoga. She is a certified yoga teacher trainer. She practised in Hatha Yoga, Yin Yoga, Ashtanga Yoga, Surya Namaskar. Katherine has been working with Chinmay Yoga School for over 6 years now. She is one of the favourite teachers of the students. Katherine loves to travel, reading books; spend quality time with new people.
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Introduction to Yoga Teacher Training Certifications
If you are a yoga enthusiast, you may have heard about various yoga training courses. In fact, for yoga aspirants, the yoga teacher’s training is the ultimate goal which allows them to explore yoga in detail as well as gain the certifications which authenticate their training so that they can spread the goodness of yoga among others. If you are also someone who is looking for making a career in the field of yoga, the yoga teacher training certification is all the more important for you. The training alone doesn’t make you eligible for practising the profession. You must take your training from Yoga Alliance Accredited Schools only if your aim is to get a certification. Let’s explore some commonly asked questions by yoga aspirants about the yoga teacher training and certification.
What Yoga Teacher Training certification do you need to have?
It depends on the kind of yoga training you are pursuing. You can get various certifications such as:
– RYT 200
– RYT 500
– E-RYT 200
– E-RYT 500
– RCYT
– RPYT
● Is it mandatory to have a yoga alliance certification for becoming a yoga tutor? If you wish to make a career in the field of yoga, the certification is a must. It’s same as having a degree certificate from your college which enables you to fetch a job. The competition is increasing with each passing day and having yoga alliance certifications improves your chances of standing apart from others. It is a standard certification that is recognized by all yoga centres and schools so your probability of bagging a job increases. The certification is a way of building credibility and it reflects your passion and knowledge about yoga.
● How is the 200-hour certification different from the 300-hour certificate? The certification needs you to progress step by step. In order to get the 300-hour certification, you must first successfully complete the 200-hour training and certification. This will take almost 6 months to a year. The yoga tutors who are already teaching for a year or so can go ahead with the 300-hour certification for improving their skills and yoga practice.
● Are the various 200-hour certifications different from one another? It is to be known that almost all the 200-hour certifications are almost the same with the only difference being the style of yoga being taught under each program.
● How is a part-time certification program different from the intensive training certification? Both programs offer essentially the same certification. The only difference is the training schedule which you can either complete within a month or take classes only on weekends. The certifications are almost the same; you must choose a program that benefits you’re the most.
● Are you ready for teaching yoga after the 200-hour certification? The 200-hour certification certainly makes your eligible for teaching but it’s up to you to decide when you want to start teaching. For some the intention of the training is to make a career in yoga while for others it is just an experience for enriching their knowledge and yoga skills. If you fall into the former category, you can start teaching yoga after the certification.
● What all does the 200-hour training course consists of? – Anatomy and Physiology – Chakras – Postural Adjustment – Pranayama – Multiple Styles of Yoga – Assisting – Yoga Philosophy – Sequencing – The Yoga Sutras – Asana Alignment and Modifications
● What does the 300-hour certification training consist of? Just like the 200-hour course, the 300-hour training sessions are custom-made as per the yoga school. Both the courses cover the same topic but the latter covers them in-depth. – Advanced Asanas – Advanced Meditation – Advanced Pranayama – Psychology of Yoga – Ethics of Teaching Yoga – Mudra – Business of Yoga Teaching – Bandhas – Therapeutic Applications of Yoga – Kriya – Advanced Studies of the History and Philosophy of Yoga
Can you teach after the 300-hour certification course?
There are yoga tutors who have been practising for almost a year or more but still don’t have the 300-hour certifications. You can teach even without the certificate as long as you have the required skills. You need the 300-hour certifications only if you wish to teach yoga full time.
● How to find a Yoga Alliance Certified school? All the yoga schools these days’ have their websites where you can find if they are yoga alliance certified school or not. You can also verify the same from the Yoga Alliance website.
● Is it mandatory to get your 200-hour and 300-hour certification from the same school? There is no such compulsion or rule. You can choose different schools for both the certification courses.
● What is the cost of becoming a registered and certified yoga tutor? Usually, the yoga teacher training programs begin from 1500 dollars and range up to 5000 dollars or even higher. There is a standard 50 dollar fee for registering with yoga alliance. Also, for maintaining the certification status you must pay 65 dollars annually. However not all schools work for money, there are still schools like Chinmay Yoga who conduct the 200-Hour YTTC for 799 USD and 300-Hour YTTC in India with much better facilities to make sure everyone can easily afford it and gain knowledge of yoga.
Chinmay Yoga also conducts many free yoga classes for everyone.
Other certifications offered by Yoga Alliance?
E-RYT 200 hour – It is meant for yoga tutors who have finished the 200-hour training and taught for almost 1000 hours or 2 years after completing the certification. They become eligible to lead training that can certify others to become a yoga tutor.
E-RYT 500 hour – The program is meant for teachers who have finished 200-hour and 300-hour training along with teaching experience of 2000 hours. They should be teaching yoga for 4 years after completing their 200-hour training. They become eligible for conducting 200-hour and 300-hour teachers’ training and can certify others to become a yoga teacher.
Specialty Certifications – These certifications don’t hold much significance and you can pursue them only for fetching a job.
Children’s Yoga Teacher – For the children’s yoga teacher certification, you need to complete the 200-hour teacher training program as well as have 30 hours of teaching experience.
Registered Prenatal Yoga Teacher – You need to complete the 200-hour teaching program along with 85-hour module in a school which can certify a registered prenatal yoga teacher. You should also have at least 30 hours of teaching experience for becoming a registered prenatal yoga tutor.
CONCLUSION
If you are also someone who is looking for making a career in the field of yoga, the yoga certification is all the more important for you. The training alone doesn’t make you eligible for practicing the profession. You must take your training from Yoga Alliance Accredited Schools only if your aim is to get a certification.
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September 30, 2019
Miriam Verbeek: Turning a dream to reality | Podcast Interview
Miriam Verbeek is today’s guest on The Segilola Salami Show podcast. Miriam shares how she turned her dream to reality in her new literary fantasy series the Si’Empra series, a genre-bending work that mirrors today’s world through adventure and realisation. I assure you, you need to click play now to listen to this most intriguing conversation with Miriam Verbeek.
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Miriam Verbeek has fun being an author of fiction and is serious about her work as editor of academic works. In the literary fantasy world, she’s the creator of the Si’Empra series, a genre-bending work that mirrors today’s world through adventure and realisation. In the editing world, she’s immersed in subjects as diverse as ecological issues, behavioural sciences, Institutional development and education. She is an avid, though unstructured, watcher of nature (check out her Instagram posts www.instagram.com/miriamverbeek/) and often wonders whether she should have followed in the footsteps of Jane Goodall instead of falling into a career that included a doctorate in organisational ethics, becoming involved in humanitarian and environmental movements, and consulting to big business. Her books, website and blogs reflect her eclectic career and life interests (check out her website at www.miriamverbeek.com and subscribe to her email list for updates and short stories).
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September 28, 2019
Character Interview: The Fathers, the Sons and the Anxious Ghost by Jamie Adams
Today’s character interview is from the Drama and Contemporary novella The Fathers, the Sons and the Anxious Ghost by Jamie Adams. It was published on the 31st of July 2019 by Austin Macauley and is currently available as an ebook and a paperback. The Fathers, the Sons and the Anxious Ghost is aimed at readers 18+.
Synopsis of The Fathers, the Sons and the Anxious Ghost by Jamie Adams
It is a novella which tells the tale of how three guys become involved in each other’s worlds after their kids have a fight during a school play. From then on, a tragic event upheaves them and ten years later their kids carry the story forward, exploring the aftermath.
Name of character to be interviewed: Matt
Why was this character chosen for this interview?:
He is joint lead in this story of three guys and their families.
Question 1: Why do you resent your wife?
Answer: Well… I just feel as though she is hiding something. She works ridiculously long hours, spends no time with me and seems constantly irritated. Her work seems to come before our son. It has made me realise I am more interested in someone else.
Question 2: Did you ruin your relationship with your son?
Answer: I hope not. I have a lot of work to do to regain his respect. I definitely didn’t handle things well.
Question 3: Why do you spend so much time in the gym?
Answer: People reckon I am obsessed with the gym. I just like to have time and space where I can think. I take out my frustrations on the gym equipment.
Question 4: Who do you admire?
Answer: I admire my cousin as she really has got herself together, she is my rock and has shown success in her lawyer role.
Question 5: What will you do now?
Answer: I will focus on rebuilding friendships, exploring new work opportunities and supporting my son.
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