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I Have

I have longed for fellow travellers to relieve my solitary wanderings.

I have wandered with crowds and yearned to be alone.

I have sought for love’s spring in deserts vast and, having drunk have wished my companion a million miles away.

Anthology In Aid Of Guide Dogs – A Guest Post On Victoria Zigler’s Blog By Author K Morris

A big thank you to fellow blind author, Victoria (Tori) Zigler for hosting a guest post by me regarding an anthology in support of Guide Dogs. The book is free to download, however I and my fellow contributors hope that anyone downloading the book will make a donation to the Guide Dogs for the Blind Association, (GDBA), a registered charity which relies entirely on voluntary donations. To read my guest post on Tori’s blog please visit the following link (http://ziglernews.blogspot.co.uk/2015/...

Author Websites – What Are They For?

I have been considering setting up an author website (separate from this blog). I am, however not sure as to what such a site would achieve other than replicating material already available here.
One advantage to a website is that it displays static pages while a blog has content in more or less constant flux. A blog post which attracts many likes and/or comments today will, in a week or so be buried by more recent posts. However my blog already has several static pages which visitors see whe...

Just Enjoy The World Around You!

Originally posted on A Little Daydreamer:

Dear Awesome Reader,

This evening, I took Indie for a walk and it was so lovely; the sun was shining, the birds were singing, Indie was smiling. I was so relaxed and I felt, happy.

I feel like there is so much pressure put on teenagers currently and I think it’s so important to, every now and then, take yourself away the stress of school and just enjoy the world around you.

Exams are can be important, but what’s more important is to enjoy and app...

Blogs that Help Promote Writers

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Chris has featured me several times on his site for which I am extremely grateful. If you haven’t checked out his blog then I recommend you do so. Kevin

Originally posted on :

Publicity Tip #83~

Depending on how long you’ve been in the book/author publicity game you will either have a good sized list of helpful publicity sites (that don’t cost an arm and a leg) or a very small one. Regardless of the length of your current list one of the best blogs I’ve discovered onl...

Stop Press! Blind Man Becomes The World’s First Visually Impaired Roofer!

In life it is advisable to have more than one string to one’s bow. Bearing this excellent advice in mind I am delighted to announce (trumpets sound) the launch of a new company – abacusroofing.com! Looking down on the world from a great height will, no doubt get the little grey cells working overtime and enhance my capacity to produce literary works of outstanding quality.

How did I determine to become a roofer? Is not roofing somewhat dangerous for a registered blind person such as myself? T...

Writing “Home Squeak Home” A Guest Post By Author Victoria Zigler

Many thanks to Victoria (Tori) Zigler for the below guest post. Tori’s latest book, Home Squeak Home comes out tomorrow (Wednesday 29 April 2015).

My book “Home Squeak Home” was inspired by two things: our gerbils, and some of my own books.

The “Kero’s World” series is a series of seven books that are semi-fictionalized accounts of the events in the life of my beloved Westie, who we lost in August 2014. They show his take on the events of his life: his walks, a vet trip, a couple of the bi...

A Snippet Of Conversation

Have you ever overheard a conversation about yourself, failed to speak up and, later wished that you had done so?

Some time ago I was strolling along with my guide dog when I overheard an elderly lady remark to her companion,

“He’s blind”.

In retrospect I should have come back with the quick fire response,

“But he’s not deaf”.

I did, however hold my tongue. There is, as is said in the north of England, “nowt so queer as folk” and the above snippet of conversation acts as living proof of this...

The Seeker

He sought for love, deluding himself passion could be bought.

Alack, Too late, he learned the damage he had wrought.

Stopping Off

Bending, I trace the weathered stone resting peacefully in the grass. Being blind I know not who slumbers below, but hope they sleep well.

Birds sing. My dog investigates the plants growing in and around the grave, his warm head finds my hand, looking for an answer, “why have we stopped so close to home?” he seems to ask.

Turning, I run my hands over the rough bark of a huge tree. I notice a split in the midst of this mighty oak. Slowly the tree is dying. It won’t go soon unless storm uproots...