Aidan Mc Nally's Blog: Random thoughts by Aidan. , page 20

The cycle begins afresh

For many the calendar represents vacation days from work, birthday of a friend, dental appointment or we all like or own birthday for sure.

This month November features very prominently as a highlight of my own life in "TWO sons TOO many". We are zipping through it which for many means Christmas getting closer and here come the coca cola trucks. There is an offer for #kindle this early part of November to mark this wonderful time of year. It is autumn for many and the time of year when the fire gets lit at home, the trees all changing and the air becomes a little colder. Happy memories of the hot chocolate in the evenings or warm milk on the corn flakes all come into play.

November is a tough month almost like the beginning of the hibernation period, my months get tough now for a few Nov, Dec, Jan and Feb. My hibernation period of darkness, I look forward to the spring and no I am not a bear but have taken the universes path or more like the path they put me on. So here we go.

Does this make any sense, of course I encourage all to take advantage of the November offer and get a kindle download for $5. the money is not the point to it as we all know but I have yet to figure out how to do it for free as it really is not as simple as it sounds.

Take the journey with me and read "TWO sons TOO many" this November.
Find it Barnes and Noble, amazon, kindle & a bunch other places around the web.

Enjoy each every memory of the crisp autumn that is inside each of us, something from childhood an awesome event whichever it is, HAPPY AUTUMN FOLKS..

Book recommending & Spreading the WORD

The written word that is, I encourage all and anyone who wishes for success of their book as I do to take interest in little old me too. I have decided to throw a chapter in here for you guys to get an idea of some of the journey within the covers of TWO sons TOO many. I look forward to comments, questions and reviews, did I mention reviews these are unfortunately a key role to all of us writers and so I request them every chance I get. thank you.

Chapter 6.
Now I had in my head always and now that the muscles were starting to develop, that with my new skills of how to be fast with my hands and ability to fight I had a few scores to settle. So I caught up with one of the older guys who used to be beat me up on the boat when I was a youngster, of course I was still a youngster in the realm of normal society but 15 I was a man, I had been “at it” for a few years now. 15 when I think back or come across a young man of 15 today these days I do not put them on the same caliber as me as I just seemed older in many ways of how I conducted myself. But I was as dumb as any 15 year old that’s for sure, but for me in a clever way. In around fifteen years of age in Ireland we have a national exam in school called the inter cert, they call it junior cert now.

I used to spend days out fishing, at sea when you are standing there tailing prawns well it is just like a factory job really except the boat keeps going up and down, but may times would smoke a joint and get into deep thought and I thought to myself, fuck I have fucked off my brains and school there is just no going back now and I should be doing my inter cert this year, staring into the ocean and thinking dam what have you done. I thought to myself , to hell with it, the world is made of two thirds water, I have been learning a skill becoming a fisherman I can fish all over the world what do I need an education for I am educating myself in what is known as a unskilled labour profession.

Another Saturday evening at the bar at the top of the harbour, the drinks are going down well and what do you know one of the guys who used to always beat me up is at the bar. There were four of us and so we drank a few pints headed outside to share a joint and when he was sitting on the windowsill of the bar rolling another joint I took all my might and bust him straight up under the jaw with an uppercut of great proportion, his head went back the joint went everywhere and I stood there waiting for him to get up and said, “come on get up and beat me now” “get up”. He put his head down and his hands up around his head curling up his knee and stayed sitting on the windowsill, “no I am sorry, I am sorry, I don’t want to fight you” I could see the blood running from his nose and all I wanted was for him to even lean forward and think as to get up I knew in my head straight through the window is where I will put him.

The other two guys, Bo being one of them pushing me back saying come on leave it , he is not worth it, while I kept saying , trust me Fagan, let me think you want to have something with me I will leave you eating through a straw for months, tubes will be feeding you. I walked up the town along the harbour road that evening with a feeling of being unstoppable, this guy used to beat me when I was a new kid on the scene but I wasn’t 12 anymore. I was a strong 6ft2 well-built fighter now.
Of course it wasn’t all about fighting, I was a fun loving guy I used to tease and make fun of my friends and others and hang out and have the laugh, I loved to be having a good buzz with a few joints and a few beers, what the hell is wrong with that is what I always thought. Except now the laughs could turn ugly at any moment because I was ready for the fight regardless. What was life then, chaos would be a good word for it. I would never dare to go near a bar where my dad would go. He had his local and I stayed well clear of that place cause he knew I was drinking, he didn’t know much about the drugs side of things, some evenings on a Saturday night he would give me a lift down to the town when he was heading out for a few pints himself and he would lecture me, saying look, I only go out at 9.30 pm because I know I can have 4 pints nice and comfortable in that time frame and go home just a social drink and a bit of craic (crack) it is an Irish word meaning “having a laugh” or “having fun”.

I would sit sometimes thinking about my dad and his four pints of Guinness and think what the heck, it is 9.30 I better get two into me before ten and then another 4 before 11 and another three or four before closing time.
The drugs were getting to be as a necessity as the booze at this time, I would head off into the city, take a train or the bus into the city head around the flats in the middle of the city because that is where you could find someone to buy hash from, now you had to be careful that the inner city street kids wouldn’t rob your money first on the way in or on the way out rob your drugs, so yeah the innocence was still there in that sense, In the city people would stab each other rather than fight, if it came to fighting we, me could hold my own but there always was that fear of getting robbed. Me and a crew mate of mine Willie headed into the city one Thursday evening to go and buy some has for the weekend, we were finished fishing for the week and had our money. We ended up in a guy’s flat where he had only a couple of small 10 pound deals of hash we wanted like 100 worth, he hadn’t got it.

But what he did have was a couple of micro dots, I played along micro dots, yeah sure gives us one each. I had not got clue what a micro dot was, but we paid for them and off we went. We looked at each other, and said go ahead you take it, alright we take them together then, ok go. I didn’t swallow mine, two little things looked like pencil lead he had given us, Willie swallowed his so I said, ok here goes as we walked out the parking area of the flats, the Oliver bond flats in Dublin city. We started to walk along the quays as the Oliver bond flats are along the river liffey in the centre of Dublin and is near to the Guinness factory, always a great smell of roasting hops from the factory in that part of town. As we started walking down the quays there is a garage there a petrol station and who is filling up their car, a new sports type car well not really sports but a little bullet type car a sporty Volvo or something like that anyway, my uncle yup my dad’s brother who lives in the city, he says what are you doing I am waiting for this acid to kick in and trying to make an excuse, ah nothing me and my friend are heading for the train station to head back out home, “come on he says I will give you a lift” we jump in and head down to the train station. Luckily for us the timing is perfect, there is an express train that leaves Dublin going to Belfast and the first stop on the way is skerries, so we are first stop perfect.

My uncle drops us off, we are a little giddy, nothing happening for him yet nothing happening for me, we are a little scared cause we are not sure what is supposed to happen anyway. We jump on the train and away for skerries, now it is about a fifteen minute ride maybe twenty when on the express the usual commuter train would be about half an hour to fourth five minutes. This train goes at I believe 8.10 or 8.15 maybe. We had standing room only, the train is full of suits and business people who commute to the city every day for work, Off we get with all the commuters at skerries and we walk with the crowd under the train tracks there is a little brick tunnel type passageway under the tracks and out the other side to the housing development and we are in skerries, we are a little giddy still and the crowds are jumping into cars and walking fast and I turn to Willie and say I am tripping dude, he says me too and we laugh our asses off all the way along the pathway down through the neighbourhood, we have no idea what is happening to us most of the commuters are giving us the weird looks , like what is wrong with them, those who recognize us, because skerries is not really big place, give us the look of “ oh they are from the harbour, the boats, they must be high” it was a stigma attached to the group of us as everyone even the Guards, had said to me one time when they stopped me for a simple routine search procedure, where is the hash we know you all live on the stuff over there on that harbour.

Me and Willie were as high as we could ever be, we could not figure out how we were in Oliver bond flats about what felt like five minutes ago, my uncle drove his new care like a race car through the traffic of the city along the quays to the train station and the express had us in skerries in minutes, we were so high and beginning to freak out that how did we get here and was this even real. Willie came up with the great idea of we need to get indoors so we headed to our local pub were we were regulars, there was a good crowd in for the night, for a Thursday at least, Willie ordered a beer, Carlsberg more than likely and I had a club orange in a pint glass with ice, club orange is probably one of the sweetest orange drinks you can get but ice cold not much can beat it, I was too afraid to mix the alcohol. We sat at the table, the tables were like big old beer barrels and we sat on the high stools like two perch monkeys freaking each other out about who in the bar knew we were on acid. Who knew the “craic”, who knew we were on acid, looking at folks in for their few pints of a Thursday night and smiling and saying hello to people as they went to the bathrooms and passed us by, and then they would return to their company and their drinks, me and Willie are sitting opposite each other trying to convince each other that, they are over there talking about us and they know the “craic”, they are cool they won’t say anything.

So the bar tender that night Willie could not help himself but to tell him that we were so high we didn’t know what we were doing and if we didn’t anything strange help us out. Well, the worst thing was telling him, every so often he would come over and empty the ashtray and wipe down the table with a few words muttered out the side of his mouth, things like, “ would ya look at two of you, 400 cigarettes smoked in an hour and ashes everywhere, no wonder people are talking about yous” then he would come back again and say “the couple over there want to buy yous a drink but Willie you have one sip out of your beer in the last hour, and your date well look at her on the club orange”, that was me. So me and Willie are trying so hard to keep our shit together and people are coming cracking jokes and we are freaked as to think how are we supposed to act and how are we supposed to respond, keep it together is what we keep telling each other. I was sitting there scanning around the whole bar area wondering who really knows that I am higher than I have ever been, and who really cares, when I noticed Willie wasn’t even there any more, seemed like an hour I started getting edgy where is he, where did he go , what happened, now I was freaking out. I made a screwed up high decision to go to the restrooms, the toilets, to just get out of the crowded bar, and who do you think is standing in the toilets in front of the mirror like a zombie, good old Willie, he is delighted to see me and I am delighted to see him, what are you doing,

I don’t know he says, I can’t get out of the mirror, I am freaking man you left me behind out there alone, they all know now, the whole place is looking at me weird sitting there on my own. Willie is just staring into the mirror, I said come on man we have to go back out, we both stand there at the door of toilets, inside the toilets, we straighten out or clothes and shirts and take deep breaths are you ready, yeah you, no but let’s go, ready on three we open the door and head back out to the bar. This was like we were going on stage for a concert or a play or the theatre or something we had to psych ourselves up to the challenge. The bar tender keeps it going now he is telling us under his breath as he comes to wipe down the table, they know and that couple over there know and so on and so forth. For our first time on acid we were a mess. We headed out to the fish and chip shop and stood there in line and ordered nothing and left, smoked a couple of joints and headed home. I had walked home and it was about 3 am I thought I would never come down, I creeped into the house and into my bedroom all my brothers were asleep I woke my older brother, they were all good guys school going children at the time, I woke my older brother anyway and told, hey man I am on acid, you have to try it is amazing, he was all groggy waking up, what? Go to bed and shut up, he said I was pleading with him no seriously you have to try it; eventually I was lying in bed and fell asleep.

Acid a weird experience, we got lucky we scored some good acid and had a great trip and all returned to normal the next day, I can tell you it does feel like it might never end. Which does happen, and the reason I can say this for sure is, there were many more trips after that but we found the cheap easy way, where we grew up in the countryside, in loughshinny there were fields a plenty where magic mushrooms grew. I remember being like 4 or 5 and all the punk rockers used to be in the fields around our house and the story was they were getting mushrooms and getting high, cause the punk thing was big then and so they used to be there with Mohawks pink and green and so you could see them miles away, but we had grown now and it was our turn to be hunting mushrooms. One buddy of mine one day was running through the field eating sheep shit and rubbing it all over himself and trying to get us all to eat with him and laughing, he kept saying “I have a great life”, “I have a great life” chasing us around trying to offer us sheep shit to eat. His sister used to hang out with us and we told her take him home, after we were finished tripping for the day we went to his house to check on him he was asleep and his sister, said all the way home he was trying to hitch a ride with every car that passed by waving his dick at the car, and when they finally reached the town he walked into a little shop and the rack that has all the birthday cards he just went behind it and took a piss, Just another fun packed day getting high.


One evening on the mushrooms, we were on one of the boats eating mushrooms as many as we could and getting high high high, and one of the guys started freaking out saying we were all thrash and no good, I was drunk at the time I didn’t eat the mushrooms, but we were sitting over there in the harbour on one of the boats, everyone there, ten or twenty of us, rolling joints drinking cans of beer and everybody high and he started freaking out, I went upstairs with him and said hey man what’s the problem, if you don’t calm down I will beat the shit out of you, he said I don’t care every one of you and them down below are all scum. I want nothing to do with you, then someone whispers to me he is out of his head on mushrooms, I am making a pact with him that I will beat the living shit out of him but not today because he is on mushrooms, tomorrow when I see you it is on. He wants me to beat him then and there, as he just keeps talking a whole bunch of tough shit. My friend who had been drinking with is down below, we had been drinking all day and he comes up and says , nobody wants to come up because I had taken this guy up from the cabin saying no one was to come up to me and him we are going to settle this in private, we were having a full blown heated argument and I told him tomorrow you are a dead man.

Now that guy stayed in his moms house for about 8 months, his mother didn’t know what was wrong with him, he would not even go to the store for a pack of cigarettes. After about five months me and a friend called up to visit him and he was just real blank and watching TV and not talking much, I felt guilty that maybe all my hard talk and threats killed his trip from the mushrooms or whatever, when me and my buddy left from our visit with him, I remember we both said, man those mushrooms are dangerous. Look what they are after doing to him, he still seems high from them. 5 to 6 months later. So yeah the mushrooms and the acid are a dangerous gig. In the town of skerries we had another known associate for want of a better phrase, one of the guys who would have been eating mushrooms back when I was a kid seeing the punks, well he was permanently high, he would come over the boats some evenings when we would be in and smoking a few joints in the galley and he didn’t fish anymore because everyone knew he was just permanently high. He would smoke about 10 cigarettes in ten minutes and tell the wildest stories and every one tolerated him because they knew him from before, but he was out there, he wouldn’t smoke any hash with us, because he was into god now, and his teeth were so rotten looking from the smoking, he just chewed cigarettes, he took mushrooms one time and never came down, for years, and years. Joey is his name, the most unfortunate thing and what can bring you up to speed, that night when I was supposed to be the one that was dead, that weekend when everyone thought I was dead, well the guy that bust his head open on the rocks was Joey, he tried to dive head first into the sea or into the rocks who knows, and mashed his whole head up.

Maybe he wanted to stop his own madness and finish it or maybe he was just still high and thought he was going swimming, but he didn’t die, I had heard updates from time to time about Joey that he was in intensive care and they were going to try and start teaching him to type and write stuff by using a pointer type thing, like a pencil taped to his head where he could punch things out on a keyboard so they could do some therapy and try and teach him to communicate all over again. One of the Last times I was home in Skerries, I saw him in a wheelchair being pushed by his sister I believe, for a walk down the harbour and he had a blanket across himself, looking like a vegetable for want of a better expression.

So yes indeed the mushrooms were great fun but not everyone can withstand them and the devastation can be catastrophic when someone ends up stuck there on a trip permanently high. My friend Willie, who I or we took our first acid together, is no longer with us, suicide a few years back. Willie another true friend gone. He had a tough run with prison and robberies and beatings and more prison. I will always remember Willie when I was a complete out of control lunatic, standing square in front of me on the boat one evening when I showed up with 6 cans and was all high asking, me what is wrong with you? Do you want to go to prison and fuck up all the rest of your life, what is wrong with you, you need to give it up and stop the madness. Just another great true friend through all the crazy goings on through our adolescents that, is no longer with us. Always in my mind Willie for the laughs we shared. It didn’t stop me of course I couldn’t wait to get more drugs and keep it all going.
Chapter 7.
One of the tough times when fishing is the winter, the weather is worse and so less money to be made, so the best way is to save some money and buy some hash in big quantities and sell it

https://www.amazon.co.uk/TWO-sons-man...

Discount available Paperback

Perhaps a paperback just might be a little more fun to read than Kindle, I prefer a book, an actually book in hand myself maybe you do too.

With many options and choices available to you it is important to get what you can when you can and so here is a DISCOUNT CODE to use for shopping for the paperback of a great read.

Shipping to Europe can be long and expensive for express so maybe purchase now and receive delivery in plenty of time for Christmas.

Simply make a regular purchase through the e-store and enter the discount code for 33% Savings on paperback this week.

Offer closes midnight November 2nd.
here is your discount code 8ZJGHSC8

To be used at the e-store https://www.createspace.com/6300312

I hope this helps you get TWO sons TOO many, in time for the holidays. Or just the right gift for yourself. Parents could use this for some reality and as an inspirational tool this holiday season.

And of course I look forward to your review and our chat about this epic story. Be warned tear jerking has been known to be a serious side effect.

a Little Insight

TWO sons TOO many,
A life lived through challenges and self inflicted hardships. determined to be the top and aim as high as one can fulfilling dreams to travel the world and the story as a simple Irish man grows from boy to man.

What he encounters along the way are to some quite normal to many outrageous and to others unthinkable. Plenty of drugs and the troubles that come with it. A youth without direction.

Travel and adventure, a young man gets to sew the "wild oats" and have plenty of good old fashioned sex along the way to building a life. Looking for some form of normal and settled, his search continues.

The bumps in the road continue and the universe has other plans to teach us, Aidan is thought fast and hard to feel the real pain life has to offer. How to overcome and continue with the same determination that has caused one too many altercations.

Life truth and one's reality can seem perfect and fun although regardless some greater power remains at work, the universe, or God, this would be the readers decision.

As a parent the life of one's children is oh so precious. The innocence of child to be cherished and loved. Aidan learns what unconditional love is in all it's true forms. Seeing a son grow and listen to his wit, his charm and his nerve are proud moments. A son, he thanks God for such perfection.

Darkness dooms and life is taken, the nastiness of death which we all just cannot avoid, strikes deep into the heart of the writer. Leaving questions unanswered by science. Logic holds no ground with death unexplained.

Determination, true Irish brute force and ignorance bring life and new light. A son, he thanks God for such perfection once again. To cuddle and kiss a babies face once again. The journey continues with renewed growth, a new energy. The second, second chance which seems to be repeating throughout.

Two sons takes us into the life of a fisherman a young man trying to conquer the world one fish at a time travelling to great depths of the oceans to earn his keep and broaden his horizons which is interesting to say the least.

The shadows of the four horsemen return and leave Aidan at the point of no return, devastation to only be imagined by any parent, sibling or human with a pulse of emotion.

His story cannot be imagined, though we try to sympathize, it is not possible for us to go that deep in our compassion. This book stretches us the reader to thought and emotional boundaries we have not yet ventured perhaps. We cannot grasp what exactly has occurred.

Inspirational strength, depth of character and emotional struggles ring through to us to test these ideals of compassion. As a parent and a busy person this book brought great , pause, to my life. A moment to reflect and appreciate the few little beauties I have around me.
This read has not changed my life nor did I expect it to, however I can say with great meaning. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED READ to all who value life in its simplest form.
Well done Aidan on sharing a great insight to what life can be........
Do yourself a favour, get a copy today take a read and support an indie author.

September be gone

Came so rapidly, yet lingers. where is the autumn, the fall, the winter?
Or is it just me, the panic to get kids back to school and the waving goodbye to the summer, now September seems to linger and pause the year. Or is it just me.

Having scrambled to find the right file to upload my new book and correct some of the weirdest spelling mistakes, well many lazy on my part and many just plain old lost in translation. How would any spell check understand an Irish word and convert it to English or american English for that matter.
Trials and tribulations continue as is the nature of life, how we cope with the daily affairs that is the truth and depth of all matters.
Having received reviews of my new book have kept the spirits high and continuing to march forward. In whatever comes your way in life it is hard to always see a bigger picture or as all the many sayings that exist, well they exist for a reason meaning maybe somebody some where else went through something similar and because it became so common for people to feel the same way in the same situation, such sayings came to life. Like what ? "light at the end of the tunnel" or "the fog will lift" or even as simple as "what goes up must come down" all simple and straight forward yet inspiring to many at the precise moment they may just be in that fog.

I have written my life in "TWO sons TOO many" and in a bunch of chapters there is heavy fog and in a bunch of chapters bright lights at the end of tunnel. I did not write the book to inspire you the reader more like to inspire myself, did it work? A little. The deeper inspiration has come from all of you who have read and shared your comments with me.

So it will soon be October and winter begins it's grip. Here is a thank you to all who have inspired me and a welcome to those who may need a little lift, go ahead and read TWO sons TOO many, then we can chat and see where our mutual inspirations lie. Enjoy your day, week, month, year.

Look forward to chatting, be sure to check me out on twitter @TWOsonsTOOmany or FB or any other website we can interact on.

Another month down C ya next year August

Writing and books, what can we say about it. Today marks the end of august and it has been a great and adventurous summer once again.

My book as a first time attempt to write a story and tell a book, oh wait a minute, reverse that. launched TWO sons TOO many on June 1st 2016 so yes it is very much a new venture and project, so "newbook" applies. The hashtag and FB and all the social media have been very supportive and new friends have been made which I am over the moon about. Sales of "TWO sons TOO many" continue and again another moon jumping experience, well jumping over the moon at least. I have great appreciation to all the retweets and followers and supporters around the social media, thank you all.

What else can be said but thank you, if you have indeed taken a read of TWO sons TOO many then I urge you to review it somewhere, here at goodreads, amazon or anywhere as there is a giveaway of $1000, a draw so to speak where someone will win this cash. So the #READ #REVIEW #REWARD campaign continues.

August for me as a writer, an amazing month of material gathering and the process of life continuing providing a series of book material. To say the least, it has been a busy time.
What did you get to for your August? I truly hope it has been wonderful for you all. If you are feeling down in the dumps, get a hold of TWO sons TOO many take yourself a little read remembering keep an open mind all the way through as it has proven to be a little shocking and thought provoking.

So here comes the school year again and all the traffic that goes with it. Stay safe out there in your driving and march on through life with head held high. I look forward to all of your reviews. The good, the bad & the ugly.
chat with all soon.

Hello new friends END JULY

Hi to all my recent new friends in the book world. I am glad to make your acquaintance.

I am still very new to the goodreads site and still only weaving my way through the click here and click there features of the whole site, so if I did not send you a direct message of hello and nice to meet you, here it is. So sorry to do a blanket welcome and hello, better than nothing I figured until such time I figure out the site correctly.

July was the first real month of my new book TWO sons TOO many being fully available online at several online retailers and of course the faithful Amazon and Kindle alike.

I do hope as many of you and two each of your friends get a chance to read my very first book, of course I hope it is enjoyed by all who read it. However being the realist that I am, I understand real life and certain emotional type readings can be difficult for some. I have re read it myself again and hope you get the same, walking out of the cinema feeling that I do. awe or is it shock and awe.
I have recently posted a few tweets with the words, "WARNING will cause emotion, WILL provoke thought" I think that is fair enough, do you?

As I had said earlier in the month July was the month for promotion, I spent a few dollars on a website here and there to advertise and promote and it is like pulling teeth.. nah seriously it has been enjoyable, fun really to watch and meet new friends and see sales of the book and receive reviews too and stars and 5 of them everywhere, this is great and amazing.

so to close out July, thank you all and welcome and Hi new friends. I look forward to conversing and discussing the book with you all once you get around to reading it and all that thought that is provoked I will happily answer any questions or comments.
So the book page at Face book is TWO sons TOO many, totally open to new friends there would love a few likes and shares of the page so that your friends know about TWO sons TOO many.
Twitter again the title @TWOsonsTOOmany happy to follow back and all RT's welcomed.
LinkedIn TWOsonsTOOmany.

Direct ship copy of the book available through createspace estore https://www.createspace.com/6300312
and currently there is a promo that will run until mid september, #read #review #reward. $1000 cash for 2 lucky people. I thought, you might aswell get paid for doing what you love to do and I look forward to meeting the two luck winners. Scroll down through blog to find the details under offers.
Here comes august, "let's be havin ya"

Closing out July

Wow, it is only because of writing out a blog that I see how time is flying as we head for end of July this week, amazing.

I am hoping everyone and everybody has heard of my book thru July as it has been the month of getting the word out, if you have, I ask tell your friends. It sure is not easy getting a book out to the masses without the help of good readers and authors such as yourselves.

So a little picture, some people asked me to post some pictures of Costa Rica, here is one below.

I was also wondering how can I interact with some of you through this good reads friends thing, I will figure it out I guess.

should I write here about the book or the twitter or the facebook or just ramble on. well here goes,
Me being Irish we are never stuck for a word or two, anyway. I was seeing all the beautiful weather they had back home recently and even though Costa Rica is a paradise all year round I still envy that beautiful weather back there too.
Whom ever you are reading I hope you had a great weekend and are having a great summer. I 100% appreciate you taking the time to read and look forward to some questions about the new book, TWO sons TOO many of course all the while hoping you are reading or have read it and tell your friends # on twitter or whatever needs be to get this circulating and out there.


https://scontent.fsjo1-1.fna.fbcdn.ne...

Sundays, what to do?

I can start off by saying find my book TWO sons TOO many and Kindle yourself a copy for immediate drift away into some transformation reading.
Right should we give a shout out to in a blog, marketing 101. Lets see,
Links @TWOsonsTOOmany Twitter obviously.
FaceBook page same name as title TWO sons TOO many. Goodreads, here which ahs a huge following, so if you are a reader or an author recommended site.
Amazon and Kindle under the title and my own createspace estore, same name the title.

Ok with that out of the way. Oh yes lower down in the blog you will find a MONEY OFFER for the reading of TWO sons TOO many, be sure to check that out.

Again Sunday, lazy day for some and only day off for others.

I wish each and everyone of my new friends here on Good Reads a wonderful Sunday and anyone of my twitter family that read here the same of course. Sunday funday they say so enjoy.
I do of course wish to anyone who maybe is suffering in any kind of way that this day bring you some peace and cheer in some form or other, I wish you well and hope your problems can be minimized by a smidgen of or a glint of fun today. I encourage you to read my book to lessen your burdens just a slight piece or perhaps even bring you back down to earth,
Reality is a tough thing yet a comforting thing so I encourage it immensely

What else, not much nothing ground breaking look forward to continued support and follows and #TWOsonsTOOmany every chance you get.
thanking you look forward to the week ahead. Chin up and chest out....

Free books and offers thoughts.

So i noticed a lot of people seem to launch their book with a free offer for a review and or ten people win a copy of the book in return for a review, Well I have incentive for you.

I launched my book for a number of key reasons, on June 1st. Of course I thought I wonder will anyone actually guess why? Of course the only way to figure that out is to read it. Which I do hope you thoroughly enjoy.

So one simple thing was it is like halfway in the year well almost and so I thought 6 months before Christmas, perhaps I can make a few sales here and there of my book and do a book launch in stores for Christmas, seemed like logical thinking to me and a fair marketing plan so to speak. enough time no pressure and allow the following or word to spread, always need time on our side.

This being my first ever book, memoir so a tough sell according to many of the blogs and forums I have read previously. So here we are, a month in I had some downtime due to updating some unedited file, but approx 4 full weeks of available online, sorry to anyone who had an order that didn't ship[ by the way.
Now I know many people like a prize or something free, so as I had originally planned I will and want to give one lucky person, a gift. a free gift, well No because I have to always be honest and I have to consider telling the truth always, again you will get to know me and see why, when you read TWO sons TOO many.
The catch, it is not free it is a prize, a PRIZE to 2 lucky winners. I can be reached on Twitter @TWOsonsTOOmany and here are the details.
Take a read of my book and write a review. on amazon or goodreads or Kboards or Twitter Face book, all by the way come under the title, TWO sons TOO many. The point is you will buy my book on kindle or through the estore at createspace as this is where I published it and 2 lucky people will WIN... what will they win, how can I bribe you to helping me circulate my new book. I am completely open to you telling me it was the worst book you ever read, still qualify. It will be a review none the less.
The catch, Your purchase of my new book will gain you, like a raffle ticket. This raffle ticket will enter you into a prize drawing for a special gift. whats the gift. any purchase through amazon will win you $400 Christmas cash, to be paid to you handed to you CASH for Christmas shopping December 12th 2016. Anyone who makes a purchase of the new book through the estore at createspace will have a raffle ticket for a prize of $600 Christmas cash.

I had planned this all along and thought it would be best for back to school as that could be expensive but figure, you know what? Not enough time, June to august. So I daydreamed away and Realized but your target is for Christmas and who does not like extra spending $$$$ for Christmas.

Is this illegal maybe, is this fun yes, does it help my book spread through the web yes. For this reason I am more interested to have readers read my story and even though the book is not free, you will be rewarded and realize I am not in it for the money. I have written my life for people to read, make fun of, admire, inspire or even criticize. I put it out there, now.
To win you will be completely randomly selected from the purchase records and will have to have a valid review somewhere.
The day of the Drawing I will find you and have three small Questions about the Tale of my life and you answer correctly and have the other requirement filled in. You win the cash. Whats not to like about that.

So validated purchase, Review somewhere and answer three small Questions. This may be done live so you will have to be cool with that. Estore Purchase wins you $600 amazon Purchase wins you $400 That's a total of $1000 to give away for Christmas shopping.
Obviously the answers to the questions are in the story in my life. So I thought this is much better than a free book or a 99 cent book.
I like to give something back and why not take advantage of it.
The money will be handed into your hand for your Christmas shopping.. of this I promise and I do not usually make promises.

Going back to time, there is plenty of time and I had no idea that when I released the new book, that so many people would rush and buy it so it has been amazing thus far and I am delighted. So delighted I am giving away money, real money. If you live somewhere, where dollars are not of much use, your countries Cash equivalent will be handed to you..

I almost wrote another book just about this giveaway.. so Reading which is what you like to do anyway could earn you some Christmas Cheer. Might as well take advantage.
The entry for this is from June 1st to all those who have purchased already, you are in. Just make a comment or two of a review. entry will Close September 16th 2016. so that gives a good while to get your reading goggles on....
This will be fun for TWO people this Christmas and a nice surprise and it will help me launch my Book also.
Giving back is a fair trade for a review. maybe it is a tried and tested or failed method, but who cares 2 people will be able to say I got very cheap almost FREE money....