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June 23, 2015
A Review Of My Book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”
On checking the reviews of my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” I was delighted to see that a new review has been posted, which reads as follows:
“Kevin Morris shares his serious inner life in “Dalliance” in simple but often powerful poems and short, gritty vignettes full of honest feeling and meaning.
He shares his acute sense of hearing and touch and his connectedness with Nature and the elements. He feels rain and wind on his face, either warm like
a lover, or piercing a...
June 21, 2015
The Dangers of Naming Characters After Friends
The danger of naming a character after a friend is, of course they may not like your portrayal and say “that isn’t me”. The situation is worse if one bestows the name of a friend on a character with significant flaws or a character who is, quite frankly an out and out rogue. Kevin
Originally posted on Michelle Proulx -- The Website:
Yesterday morning, I got an email from my mother. She’s been compiling all the comments from beta readers forChasing Nonconformity(you roc...
Deliberately Bad Writing
Inspired by this article (http://www.walesonline.co.uk/incoming/terrible-writing-leads-top-bulwer-lytton-7568759), about a civil servant who won a literary prize for deliberately bad writing, I thought I would try to produce something designed to make the lover of literature groan. Below is my attempt at deliberately bad writing:
It was freezing. Even the penguins wore fur coats while the polar bears refused to come out of their centrally heated homes. Bethany tripped along in her summer dr...
June 20, 2015
And The Logical Place For A Jar Of Coffee is …
As an author, my mind sometimes wanders from the matter in hand and focuses on my writing. Yesterday I was making coffee. Not a difficult job as it merely entailed opening a jar of instant, spooning in coffee, adding milk and pouring boiling water into the mug. Yet I still managed to complicate this simple process.
“Why is there no milk in my coffee?” I asked myself.
On opening the fridge I discovered a jar of instant coffee comfortably ensconced next to the milk. Now I distinctly remember ta...
Oh For A Paper Dictionary!
In September 2014 I wrote a post entitled “Come Back My Little Oxford”, (http://newauthoronline.com/2014/09/28/come-back-my-little-oxford/). In that article I lamented the giving away of the Braille edition of my Dictionary and explained that the work is no longer available from the Royal National Institute of Blind People (RNIB).
I am frequently reminded of “The Little Oxford” when writing poetry and short stories. I wish to ascertain the meaning of a word or phrase, break off from my writin...
Plinths
No romancing
Nor dancing,
Or lovelorn glancing.
Men advancing
As stallions prancing
Towards nymphs on plinths.
Love, she departed long since
The Garden Of Delight
An enclosed garden.
Cloudless skies.
Roses entwine on ancient walls.
Lovers entangle on new mown hay.
“No entry” the sign reads.
I pass on by.
Of Books And Fruit
I had hoped to receive a further stock of my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose” on Friday 19 June. However on telephoning Berforts (the publisher of the print edition) on Thursday 18 June I learned that the little elves who print books are all on strike. Well, to be honest it is a little more prosaic than that. The machine which prints the books has broken down and “Dalliance” will now be printed and shipped in week commencing 22 June.
On Monday I am scheduled to break the ca...
June 18, 2015
Deer
As a frightened deer
which fears to come near,
Like a young fawn
its sense of self barely formed.
A hunter yawns
“You will be mine before dawn”.
June 17, 2015
Counsel
Entangled in the sheets,
A girl her own counsel keeps.
He, in thought deep.
Soon, both may sleep.
