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Moving On

It’s nearly time to move. Almost everything has been boxed up, recycled in another home, or given to the charity shop. A box of cleaning materials has been set to one side, and a note is on the fridge to remind me to keep hold of the vacuum cleaner. I’ll need to give the house a final clean for the new owners. We are just about ready to move on.

During the clearing out process I found a file containing my homework for the writer’s workshop I attended over three years ago. Each week, the lovely Carolyn Lewis would set us a homework that was supposed to be restricted to four hundred words or thereabouts. I always struggled with that. We would either be given the opening sentence, the final line, or simply a heading.

One week the heading was ‘Moving On’. At the time the story was taken from my imagination with no personal feelings attached, although I hold my hands up to blocking the basin with cigarette ends as a teenager! Now though, I know how Nicola, the lady moving on in my story, felt. As I’ve cleared each room, a memory or two has surfaced, causing me to smile or feel a little sad. So, now I have a connection with my homework, I thought it appropriate to share it with you. I hope you enjoy this short story.

  Moving On – Writers Workshop Homework

Nicola was glad that the removal men had finally gone, she felt most peculiar, something odd had happened to her, and she needed to be alone. She rested her forehead against the glass panel of the front door wondering if she was having some sort of breakdown. Her thoughts darted from one event to the other. When had it started? She had been fine as the removal men had grunted and exchanged banter with each other as they removed the furniture. It had happened in the bathroom first.

Nicola coughed to interrupt her thoughts, perhaps she really was having a breakdown, after all she had just been about to consider the possibility of time travel. She turned and ran up the stairs, pausing for just a moment, before pushing open the bathroom door.

The bathroom looked as it should. The white suite, and the mirror above the basin, shone with the efforts of her cleaning frenzy. Stepping forward she looked in the mirror. There! It happened again.

It was nineteen-seventy-four, and the face that looked back at her was fourteen years of age. Reflected behind her, she saw the horrible orange plastic flower transfers that her mother had attached to the white tiles to cheer them up. She’d never liked them. The room smelt of pine disinfectant and bleach. Hearing a grunt, she looked down to find her father lying awkwardly at her feet. He smiled triumphantly having managed to unscrew the waste trap to find out was blocking the sink. The tips of her discarded and illicit cigarettes were revealed. The telling off she knew would come followed, and ended with the hug she could barely wait for. He only wanted the best for her, Nicola could still feel the guilt, and appreciated the relief given by the hug.

Flustered, Nicola rushed out and into the back bedroom.

Time had moved on to nineteen-eighty-one, and she was in labour with her first child. Her mother took her by the elbow, and sat her on a hastily placed towel on the edge of the bed. She was urging Nicola to stay calm, and breathe in through her nose and out of her mouth. Nicola smiled as her mother asked her to remain on the old towels if she could. Having a baby was a messy business, and that mattress was only a year old. A few minutes later Nicola grinned as her mother cuddled her new granddaughter and told her how proud she was. She had wrapped the infant in one of the best towels. Needing more, Nicola galloped down to the kitchen.

Her brother’s sixth birthday party was underway. The wildlife calendar on the wall reminded her it was nineteen-sixty-eight. The chipped Formica table was laden with jelly, iced cakes, and John’s favourite meat paste sandwiches. The candles burned brightly on the cake, and the other kids were calling for him to blow them out. He reached out his hand to Nicola, asking for her help, concerned he might not get them all. Taking his hand, she took a deep breath and leaned forward to join him. She didn’t blow though, it was his day, and his candles. His breath whistled through the gap where his front teeth should have been, and he grinned as the flames disappeared.

Walking around the table, Nicola pushed open the door into the garden, stepped out, and looked at the neat boarders. As her eyes moved around the garden both time and season changed. At first she found herself in early spring nineteen-seventy-two, burying the rabbit under the tree. She listened to her father complaining that the frosty ground was too hard to dig as the rest of the family looked on tearfully. As she turned, the heat of the summer of ’seventy-six caused perspiration to gather on her bow. She lay down on a picnic blanket with her best friend, and they argued playfully over who was going to get the best tan.

Nicola walked back through the house, locking doors, and closing windows, she saw her father being carried out through the hall on a stretcher, it was the autumn of nineteen-eighty-four. He never came home, and as she entered the living room, she found the curtains drawn closed against the howling wind, the fairly lights twinkling on the tree. It was almost Christmas nineteen-ninety-eight. Her daughter stood in front of the television, nervously introducing her new boyfriend. Her father had smiled and nodded a greeting, before telling him to move out of the way, as he was blocking the television, and it was a cup match. They were married now.

Picking up the carrier bag full of cleaning materials, Nicola looked around one last time, pausing to wave to her husband, who was sitting on the stairs trying to untangle the laces of his rugby boots. Stepping across the threshold, she closed the front door for the last time. Brushing away her tears, she realised she was not having a breakdown, simply making sure she had also packed her memories.

* If you live in Bristol UK, and would like to attend a writers workshop I know Carolyn is still running various courses, please let me know if you’re interested and I’ll let you have her contact details. I can thoroughly recommend it!

Fifty Shades of Nasty – If you have nothing nice to say…Simon Cowell think on!

As children, my mother taught us that if you had nothing nice to say you shouldn’t say anything, and to a degree I agree with her. What point is there in hurting or upsetting someone? Even if the person is not there to listen to your opinion, what good does that negativity do you? Surely it’s much better to pull back your shoulders, hush your thoughts, button your lip, and get on with something more constructive?

Ah yes, constructive criticism. Is that a different kettle of fish? Does that make your opinion, which is less than flattering, reasonable? Can it fall outside the scope of ‘if you have nothing nice to say?’ I think it does for the best part. Think of Simon Cowell giving feedback to that poor soul on stage, quivering in fear before Cowell has even opened his mouth. Should Simon Cowell mislead that person simply to be kind? I believe he should on occasion, or perhaps he could be a little gentler in the delivery of the message. But, and there is usually a but, he’s judging a competition, usually amateurs who need guidance, and those that knew exactly what he’s like, and what they were possibly letting themselves in for. So are they fair game? Is he always right? Of course not, who is? But sometimes things are simply a matter of one’s personal taste. I doubt Simon Cowell likes all genres of music, or the different styles in which it’s delivered, but he rarely passes negative comment on those that have already achieved a level of success. How would that help anyone? Which brings us neatly to the point of this post – reviews and critiques.

As an indie author, I check the reviews posted on my novels regularly. I still find it amazing that someone has taken the time to read them, let alone post a review, and it is with one eye shut and braced for the smack in the face, that I read the lower starred reviews. Sometimes, (in my opinion), the reader simply didn’t ‘get it’. Others read it hoping for a different type of story, and I accept that. I’ve read many books with fabulous reviews that I simply didn’t enjoy, perhaps because it wasn’t not detailed enough, or there’s too much detail, or the characters didn’t seem real, but to others that novel was almost the best thing since sliced bread, and I accept that too.

It’s the same with most things in life – food, fashion, films, contestants on talent shows – the list is endless. Sometimes I read the ‘bad’ review and it hits me between the eyes. It’s not so much a bad review as an honest one. The reviewer isn’t trying to be clever, or spiteful, they simply didn’t enjoy the story as much as they should have, and they are telling me and any potential readers why, and I take heed. I have tied to amend, or reduce, some of the things they say they didn’t like, but not so much as to change how I write, because for every poor review there are a bunch of great reviews. So, should they have kept quiet because they didn’t have anything nice to say? Of course not, that’s what reviews are all about. I know I have been lucky as none of the ‘poor’ reviews I have received have been spiteful, but that’s not always the case for other writers. It was reading an exchange between three fellow indie writers about the Fifty Shades trilogy that prompted me to write this post. We’ll call them Jane, Joanne, and Jenny. (I’m keen not to attract their attention), and it went something like this:

Jane: Writes several paragraphs explaining why she didn’t enjoy reading ANY of the three books, most of it was constructive. (I don’t understand why she went on to buy the second two, but I read on.)

Jenny: I agree, I simply don’t understand how James has had so much success. The books are badly written, the subject matter dull, and the characters shallow. Did you read the part in book three where… (She too bought three of these terrible books? Why?)

Joanne: I know, but people are lemmings, they simply follow each other into oblivion. I bet James is sitting in her ivory tower, surrounded by her millions, laughing at those poor saps. It just goes to show that you don’t need talent to make a fortune. Meanwhile, there are good writers out there struggling to get read, and it doesn’t seem fair. I haven’t read any of them on principle; I didn’t feel I should add to her coffers. (Really?!? You feel able to comment on something you haven’t read?)

Jenny: Lucky you, I’m trying to erase it from my mind. Do you know that she even copped out describing the female protagonist by having her examine herself in front of the mirror? No imagination went into introducing the girl’s appearance at all.

Jane: I know, I was surprised at that. But then the whole thing lacks effort. She has churned out fodder for the masses. I used the mirror thing in one of my earlier books; I really should go back and change it. It will be interesting to see what she comes up with next. (Again – really? You are going to buy another one – what about adding to her coffers – think on!)

At this point I stopped reading the exchange, and went to Amazon to check them out. I found they were indie authors, with a sprinkling of reviews, some good, some bad, just like the rest of us. I even did the ‘look inside’ thing on two of them. What I found wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t mind blowing either. I wondered why they would take the time and effort to bad mouth another author’s work, particularly Joanne who hadn’t even read the books, and thought that their efforts could be best used elsewhere. I came to the conclusion that they were the afore mentioned lemmings. They had a choice of which way to run, and they chose to follow those who wanted to be negative. Having reached this conclusion I decided that my mum was right, sometimes if you have nothing nice to say, you really should keep quiet, particularly if you have no grounds on which to be nasty. I then wondered if E L James had been a singer, would Cowell be quite so harsh because he’d not mentored her, I doubted that he would, after all, would that not be sour grapes? E L James started her career as an indie author, and even if you don’t like her work, you can’t begrudge her her success surely? That would be like begrudging your neighbour a lottery win, even if they were the person in the queue in front of you when you went to buy your ticket.

That’s better! I’m glad I got that off my chest. To those of you who are wondering, yes, I did read all three. I liked Ana and her vulnerability, and I wanted to know why Christian was as he was. I got bored with the repetitive sex scenes, and wished the ending wasn’t so perfect. I like people to have happy endings, (most of them involve Richard Gere – think Pretty Woman and An Officer and Gentleman), but not so much as they are perfect, because life rarely is, but then again, this isn’t life we’re talking about, it’s fiction.

So, at the end of all that, I would leave you with this advice: Unless you are being constructive from a sound knowledge base, if you have nothing nice to say, it’s best to say nothing. Unless of course you are judging a talent competition, in which case temper your critique, as being nasty isn’t necessary. Oh yes, and if you’ve read a book you didn’t enjoy, it might be fair to give the author another chance, but after hating three of them, it’s probably best you give up, but if you enjoyed it, take the time to say so, it will make you feel so much better than being negative.

Do you agree, or am I being soft?

Happy reading,

Introducing … Nikki Loy

Nikki Loy and I worked together for several years in our former lives. I knew she was musical, and I knew she did illustrations, but I never realised how talented she was until after we had both moved on. We met up recently, and after a wonderful one to one catch up in the afternoon, a group of us then went to see Nikki sing locally. It was fabulous, and a good night was had by all. During our catch up, Nikki revealed a secret that only a few people know, and very kindly agreed to be interviewed, and I think it’s time she shared her secret.

Was there any one thing or event which made you decide to get out of corporate life, and concentrate on your musical career?

* Laughs* You mean the corporate job itself wasn’t enough to push me into it? Actually, it was when my friend and I took up busking and I saw how the crowds were responding to us, and how good the money could be that I started moving my life in that direction.

Since leaving the security of a day job behind, what has given you the biggest thrill?

It’s hard to say what the biggest thrill is… there have been so many. Being on a TV commercial, Playing some of the well known London venues, playing the New Theatre in Oxford, My EP launch at the North Wall theatre was pretty massive for me too… as was the first time I did a BBC radio interview! You see? It’s hard to choose one.

What has given you the most headaches in your new career?

Working with other people. I used to think I was a good judge of character but now I realise I was often optimistically deluded. I work with some awesome folks but there have been some real turbulent relationships too – I swear one of my old managers was bi-polar with a coke habit! I think I have wised up a bit now.

Is there one song you have written that is a particular favourite, and why?

All my songs are my favourites when I write them but I think Effortless has been top of the pile for a good while now. It’s so honest and real, and so many people relate to it… But on the flip side I love the danger and naughtiness of another one called Poison.

Where do you draw inspiration from, when sitting down to pen a new song?

A very strong feeling. You know when you’re properly max-ed up on a certain emotion? That’s usually the beginning of a song be it anger or love… And usually it incorporates whatever has been on my mind for the last month or so. But a proper idea, the structure and the story line can spring from anywhere. I watch a lot of films and read a lot of books. I find feeding my creativity causes it to flow back out again.

How do you balance your singing/song writing activities with your drawing and illustration?

I don’t know that I do. I keep trying to find the balance but I still swing like a pendulum. I plan to do music in the mornings and art in the afternoons, it seldom works out like that as music just keeps taking over but I do at least try to do a little of both every day.

Do you have a website where people can view your drawings/paintings?

At the moment my art is mostly featured now and then in illustrated blog posts on my website: nikkiloy.com

 

How many albums have you released to date, and which was the most difficult to put together and why?

I have release four collections so far. The most difficult to put together was the most recent one – All I see. It was the first one where I used a full team of people to play on it. In the past I have often put the albums together with just one other person.

Where can we buy your music?

My music is available to download from most online music stores including iTunes and Amazon as well as from my website: www.nikkiloy.com.

You have been working on another project, which not only combines your song writing and drawing skills, but introduces the world to yet another talent. I know your fans would be thrilled to hear about this, so I hope you feeling brave enough to share your secret. Please tell us what you envisage the end result will be?

Well for quite some time I have been working on a concept album with illustrated novel. That’s all I shall say for now. It’s proving to be a massive project and the end is not yet in sight but I will finish it and I shall share it with you when it’s ready!

I can’t wait to read, see and hear this, I think it will be spectacular. Pop over to Nikki’s youtube channel and enjoy the music. http://youtube.com/Thenikkiloy My personal favourite is Poison. Nikki Poison

Thanks Nikki, looking forward to seeing you soon. x

Contact Nikki: enquiries@nikkiloy.com

Website: nikkiloy.com

Twitter: @nikkiloymusic

Facebook: nikkiloymusic

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Happy Reading

The Recruitment of Lucy James - Available Now

The Recruitment of Lucy James
I'm delighted to announce that The Recruitment of Lucy James is now available.

Lucy James goes out to celebrate the end of her final exams at Cardiff University. It’s a decision she soon comes to regret because next day she has to attend an important interview, but she can’t remember why. Having recently passed the stringent vetting procedure for a top recruitment agency, she thinks she is probably meeting a prospective employer. Or is it yet another member of the agency? Deciding to wing it, she turns up and meets Gloria.

Gloria naturally expects Lucy to know why she is there, and almost immediately gives Lucy her first client. Lucy is horrified, but, concerned she might blow her chance if she confesses her lack of knowledge, she sets off on her first assignment.

Another two clients are quickly added to her case load, and she finds herself involved with blackmail, missing persons, and a possible murder. Convinced she is working for a covert government agency, Lucy ploughs on with the job. Until one day, out of blue, she is forced to make a decision that could affect everything she has ever known. And having made her choice, she is devastated when it is denied.

Nothing can ever be the same again.

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The Recruitment of Lucy James – available now!

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Lucy James goes out to celebrate the end of her final exams at Cardiff University. It’s a decision she soon comes to regret because next day she has to attend an important interview, but she can’t remember why. Having recently passed the stringent vetting procedure for a top recruitment agency, she thinks she is probably meeting a prospective employer. Or is it yet another member of the agency? Deciding to wing it, she turns up and meets Gloria.

Gloria naturally expects Lucy to know why she is there, and almost immediately gives Lucy her first client. Lucy is horrified, but, concerned she might blow her chance if she confesses her lack of knowledge, she sets off on her first assignment.

Another two clients are quickly added to her case load, and she finds herself involved with blackmail, missing persons, and a possible murder. Convinced she is working for a covert government agency, Lucy ploughs on with the job. Until one day, out of blue, she is forced to make a decision that could affect everything she has ever known. And having made her choice, she is devastated when it is denied.

Nothing can ever be the same again.

The final cover was agreed, and ended up being a mixture of the final two offerings. What do you think? As I’ve mentioned before this is a mystery, but not in the same vein as Meredith & Hodge, I hope you enjoy it, and I’m looking forward to receiving your feedback.

‘Lucy’ is currently being formatted for its print version, and then has to go through the mill at Createspace, but with a fair wind should be available in paperback in a couple of weeks. As promised those who have subscribed to the newsletter up to the point of paper publication will be entered into a draw, and the first three chosen will receive a complimentary copy.

Happy reading

 

Book v Film– Has the film ever been better for you?

Browsing through some posts on Goodreads, I came across one for the novel, One Day by David Nicholls – the question posed: Have you read the book and seen the film, if so which did you prefer? I knew my answer immediately, and added my ten-penneth worth. It set me to thinking about other books I’d read that have reached the screen, be it cinema or TV. I found that although some of the some films came close, the books won out every time. So here are ten of my pennies, in no particular order, except the last being in my top five favourite films, and the book is pretty close.

One Day by David Nicholls- I definitely preferred the book – The film was ok, I didn’t hate it, but the character’s feelings and personalities didn’t have the same impact in the film. I couldn’t really connect with them, and was glad I had read the book first or I would never have picked it up.

To Sir with Love by E R Braithwaite – I liked both the book and the film for different reasons, but the book takes it by a margin. I saw the film, which is set in the fifties, first, but it was by reading the book that I really understood the teacher’s resolve and feelings. When looking for a graphic image of this I realised I had yet to read the sequel, Paid Servant, so that has now gone to the top of my ‘to be read’ list.

A Kind of Loving by Stan Barstow – Set in the fifties, I loved this book, and as a teenager I read it several times over a three year period. Unfortunately I haven’t seen the film, but I didn’t like the TV series made in the eighties. As I remember it, it made Vic out to be a bad, selfish person, when I think he was simply unfortunate, and circumstance over powered him sometimes. The book is far superior.

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Love Story by Erich Segal – I saw the film, which made me cry of course, long before I read the book. If you think the film is touching you really should read the book, I was in floods. I didn’t really enjoy the sequel, Oliver’s Story, which surprised me.

PS I Love You by Cecelia Ahearn – The book takes this hands down. If I hadn’t read the book the film would have been ok for a rainy Sunday afternoon, but far too much had been changed for me to enjoy it having first read the book.

The Borrowers by Mary Norton – I have enjoyed the various film and TV versions of this, but they didn’t capture my imagination quite like the book(s). I enjoyed discovering them again when my daughter began reading.

Chocolat by Joanne Harris – I loved Dame Judi in this, what a fantastic actress, but not enough to tip the scales in favour of the film. I found that reading the logic behind a character’s actions, or lack of them, pulled me deeper into the story.

Hannibal by Thomas Harris – I found the film atmospheric, and appropriately tense, and in some parts of the book I didn’t want to turn the page, concerned about what I might read. Whereas I found the film to be less frightening, but perhaps that’s because I’d already read the book and knew what was going to happen.

The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown – This was a close run thing as I haven’t seen a Tom Hanks film which I didn’t like, so the book only just pipped the film at the post.

And last, but certainly not least ….

A Time to Kill by John Grisham – I loved this book, and read it almost non-stop from beginning to end. Then, quite by chance, and years later, I saw the film. None of the characters looked as those I had conjured up in my mind, but that didn’t matter. With a cast led by the fabulous Samuel L Jackson, it took its place in my top five favourites, and I simply can’t put one above the other.

Do you agree with the above, or have you perhaps watched a film that told the story better than the book?

The Recruitment of Lucy James – Final Cover Decision

And finally….Thank you to all those who voted on the original batch of covers, here, on Facebook, and on Twitter. Cover number three won hands down with a huge majority, and as promised here are the two versions of that cover. If you have yet to check out what the novel is about, simply go to the Work in Progress page.

Please leave a comment as to which cover you believe I should go with.

The final draft from the editor is expected any day now, so The Recruitment of Lucy James will definitely be released this summer! I am still putting the names of all subscribers, from the launch of the website, to the availability of the printed version into a draw. The first three chosen at random will receive a print addition of The Recruitment of Lucy James.

So, preferences please, Lucy 3 or Lucy 6?

Lucy 3

Lucy 6

Thank you in anticipation of your vote, I’ll let you know the final result in a few days.

Marcia

Bill Carson – Author Interview

Bill Carson

I have been lucky enough to meet some very interesting and talented people since I began writing, many of them are multi-talented, and none more so than Bill Carson, an author I met via Twitter. Bill kindly agreed to be my first interview once the website went live. I would confirm that the picture of Laurel and Hardy below, is not a photograph, but one of Bill’s creations. HI Bill, Thank you for agreeing to be my first interview. I thought it appropriate, as you were the first author I ‘met’ on Twitter. I’ve appreciated the help and advice you’ve given freely since meeting you, and of course discovered you are a man of many talents. Not only have you published several very successful books, but you are also a talented artist, an expert in self-defence and martial arts, keep Koi carp, and can lay a mean floor.

When and why did you start writing?

Many moons ago I worked as a night club bouncer which was a terribly depressing occupation I might add. I used to keep a diary on the job and recorded some of the strange and violent situations that I found myself in. A colleague of mine had a look at the diary one day and suggested that it might make an interesting read. Show No Fear was published in paperback in 2005 and the rest is history as they say. Incidentally I have recently rewritten the book and breathed new life into it and it is now very close to being republished. I pitched the new version Show No Fear Redux to a mainstream publisher who is still mulling over the proposal.

 You use a pen name for your novels, why is that?

It’s a secret.

Necessary Evils is an exciting, quite violent thriller, and Nemesis even more so. Where did the inspiration for these come from?

I have always had an idea in the back of my mind for a series of books based on vigilantism; it is a subject that interests me a great deal. The first book in the series Necessary Evils took ages to write as I wanted it to be authentic and a little different from your run of the mill vigilante crime story and I think I achieved it. I have also met a few villains on my travels and so I have been able to take peek inside this shady clandestine world which is then reflected in my books.

What are you working on at the moment?

I’m working on the fourth in the crime thriller series at the moment where the tough Detective Nick Harland has now taken over as the main character. I am only at the very beginning but I have a good story line for this one and it’ll have a few good twists and lots of action of course. The third in the series -Never Say Die- which I have just finished is currently with my editor.

What gives you the greatest pleasure, writing or drawing?

 Ah that’s a tricky one; drawing is my first love, I love to draw when I get the chance and just like writing it’s an all-consuming pursuit. I think the way I’m going to answer this one is to say that both have their high and low points.

 I know you have sold and exhibited your fine pencil art, which is your favourite piece and why?

 I only draw for my own pleasure and so I tend to draw the things which appeal to me personally. I like to draw portraits of famous actors/ actresses, as for my favourite drawing that’s a difficult one however I must admit that my Laurel and Hardy drawing always makes me smile.

What’s your favourite quote from any book you’ve read?

That’s another tough one there are so many but one that always makes me laugh is from the book One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s nest. The second one is of course from Charles Dickens A Tale Of Two Cities. “We are the pyscho ceramics, the cracked pots of society.” “It was the best of times it was the worst of times.”  What an opening line that really does take some beating.

What’s your favourite quote from your own novels?

 I had to think quite hard about this one but I think it is this line from my first crime thriller Necessary Evils. This short piece of dialogue sums up the mind-set of the vigilante. “Who sent ya?” he said. “I’ve not been sent I’ve been created, created by people like you. And people like you do not deserve the precious gift of life, which I shall now take from you.” “I’ll – see ya – in – hell,” he hissed with his last breath. “Maybe,” John replied.

Finally, what tops your bucket list as the thing you would most like to achieve in the future?

I’ve got a lot of things I want to do before I meet my maker;  but top of the list would be to go to Japan and visit the grave/shrine of Miyamoto Musashi. You’ll have to look this chap up if you want to know more about him, a truly fascinating character. Thanks for taking the time to do this Bill, all the best with Show No Fear, fingers crossed the publisher makes a positive decision soon. No problem, best of luck with your new website. and future endeavours, and thank you for the distinction of being your first writer.   You can follow Bill Carson on twitter: https://twitter.com/billcarsonbooks Read Bill Carson’s blogs here: http://www.billcarsonbooks.com/ Find Bill Carson books here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?_encoding=UTF8&field-author=Bill%20Carson&search-alias=digital-text&sort=relevancerankI

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Marcia