K. Morris's Blog, page 649
September 14, 2016
Why Authors Need to Be as Accessible as Possible
I agree with much of this post. In particular carrying a supply of books with you can make the difference between making (and not making) a sale. I also have business cards but must confess I dont always remember to carry them with me. Kevin
by Katie McCoach
As an author today, you know that every reader is valuable. You love your readers; you want to keep the ones who are loyal and reach new ones. That’s what promotion and growing a business is all about – reaching new con...
There was a Young Lady from a Strange Land
There was a young lady from a strange land
Who walked using only one hand.
When they asked her “why?”
She replied, with a sigh,
“If I explained, you wouldn’t understand!”


September 13, 2016
There was a young man from Barking
There was a young man from Barking
Who experienced problems when parking.
He parked on a cliff ledge,
Very close to the edge.
His girlfriend screamed “you are barking”!


September 11, 2016
Be Careful What you Wish for
Be careful what you wish for. You might actually get it
—
No harm in wishing
But, if you go fishing
In deep pools
Where fools
Fish,
Then sooner or later you may attain your wish.
A dainty dish
Not meant for the tasting by such as you
Has led many a man to rue
Their wish
For forbidden fish.
The cat sat on a river bank
Desirous to catch a fish.
Stretching out his paws, he obtained his wish
But, leaning too far over, fell into the water and sank.
‘Tis better to stay on the river bank …


Plaything
Hoping against hope
Is a slippery slope.
Will the phone ring
And bring
A temporary release,
A kind of peace?
Hope tenuous as fingers that on the cliff edge scrabble,
And a mouth dry as gravel.
Thoughts travel
Back:
A lack
Of control, Shown by a boy
With a shiny new toy.
The plaything once tried
The child cried
Out once more for the toy
That brought such joy,
But the bauble left
Leaving him bereft.
Should the phone not sound
No lesson profound
Will be learned
For the spurned
Boy
Will batten...
Of Words, a Raft, & a Dragonfly
“And the raft is cast aside on the shore of destination onlyreplaced by a new raft which in time will discard itself, inasmuch as knowledge begets wisdom.” -JC
I had a dream that I lived on an island, a faraway island where I was completely ignorant of the world and my place in it.And one day I awoke from a deep sleep only to see a Dragonfly who bid me follow. I suddenly found
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September 10, 2016
Collapse
“For mine own good,
All causes shall give way. I am in blood
Stepped in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er”.
(Macbeth: Act 3, Scene 4).
—
The extraordinary and new
Does, through
The passing of the years
Engender ordinary tears.
Although normalisation may not lead to crying
Inside something is dieing,
The soul
Perhaps?
Then, at first unnoticed the whole
Edifice begins to collapse.
Masonry imperceptibly crumbles.
There may be mumbles of regret
And yet
B...
Bombardment!
I have just, for the first time in my period as a blogger, unsubscribed from a fellow blogger’s site. I thought long and hard about my decision (after all I hope no one ever feels the need to unsubscribe from newauthoronline.com). However, having given the matter serious consideration I determined to click that unsubscribe button/link.
The blogger in question (who I will not name as it is not my intention to publicly shame anyone) has, over the past few weeks been bombarding me and their othe...
How Good is your English?
Nostalgia Post No.1: My Grandmother’s Indian Head – Guest Post…
An interesting, touching and amusing post. Kevin
Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog
Indian Head 1
It sits on the floor and the cat is scared to death. She’s never seen at eye-levela nearly life-sized plaster bust of a Native American Chief in full-feathered headdress. She skirts the edge of the living room, never taking her saucer-sized eyes off this menacing object. We all laugh hilariously. LOL, for sure, if that abbreviation had even been known back in the mid-1960s.
I’ve been hauling that...