Archive | July, 2016

News on ebook releases

31 Jul

A few thoughts.

I’m not sure if I’ll be maintaining the ebook release schedule next year as I’ve done for the last few years.

I’m not getting a massive amount of downloads, I’m not getting many sales of the pay titles and the amount of time that goes into just doing the damn release is a lot.

I don’t think readers realise I am a one man operation, from creation, to edit, to proof, to cover to release and advertising. It’s not magical publishing elves, it’s just me in a different t-shirt.

As of now (Sunday 31st July 2016), no solid decision has been made. I’ll continue to do the releases this year but there is the chance this might be the end of monthly free ebooks from me.

There may be 2 pay titles being released later this year and the novel is still to be finalised then released as well.

More on this subject when I make more solid choices.

Just be aware, the gravy train may well be at an end.

On being a cross dresser

22 Jul
I refer you to the line “bit confident for a bloke in a dress, ain’t he?”
Eddie Izzard knows of where he speaks.
 
For myself, I once pulled my RAF 1250 (I fucking did, I’m a crazy bastard, ask anyone who knows me!) to help a friend who was being beaten up just for being “a bloke in a dress”. When you’re with the victim and the Police are being absolute cunts about the whole thing, you just have to make a stand.
 
I literally had no fucks left to give, they could have happily nicked me too. This is when I become a complete bitch. Well, I was dressed for it. The fact that the copper had to look up to maintain eye contact. “You really want to arrest BOTH of us? Good luck explaining me dressed like THIS to the RAF Police then. Oh, we’re not worth the paperwork? Then we’re leaving.”
 
I make no apologies. I am and was a crossdresser.
And I look fucking AWESOME in the red dress.
 
I’ll have you know that a lesbian once asked me to make her girlfriend jealous. “Kiss me, make her jealous.”
And it worked. “Oh, you’re a bloke? I’ll let her off then. Nice arse though.”

The 80’s Synth Text Adventure

4 Jul
25th April 2012

The 80’s Synth Text Adventure

Look.
You are in a dark room with a wooden frame which is broken. You see a hammer. There is an exit to the West.
Get hammer.
You get the hammer.
Examine hammer.
It has the word Jan on the handle. it’s Jans Hammer.
Fix frame.
You fix A Broken Frame. It’s Construction Time Again!
Go West.
You Go West. It is very bright, you can just about make out someone standing close by.
Close eyes.
I don’t understand that.
We Close Our Eyes.
You can now see an Ant playing a guitar. There is an exit to the North.
Listen to Ant.
It’s Ant Music. The Ant offers you a taste of the music.
Eat Music.
That music’s lost it’s taste, now try another flavour.
Go North.
You go North. You can see a black button with red writing, it’s too small to read. You can hear birds singing, possibly A Flock Of Seagulls?
Press button.
The birds stop singing. On the wall you see a sign. It says Depeche Mode engaged. You hear silence.
Enjoy The Silence.
You Enjoy The Silence, somewhere in Basildon Martin Gore is buying eyeliner.
Look.
A door has opened to the North.
Go North.
You go North, it is a narrow passage way. Your route is blocked by Nik Kershaw and a fat child.
Examine Nik Kershaw.
Nik Kershaw appears to be wearing a snood.
Examine fat child.
He’s no big deal, he’s just a wide boy. Nik Kershaw hands you a piece of paper.
Examine paper.
It’s a Riddle.
Quit.
Do you really want to quit? Y/N?
Y
You have scored 38 points, you are Boy George’s Make-up bag.

1990 (an RAF Poem)

4 Jul
1990 By Ray Daley (C) 21 Sept 2015
 
What were you doing in the summer of love?
When the world was all raving & high on drugs.
I was finding it wasn’t all wine & Stone Roses,
Where bullshit baffled brains, we were up to our noses.
So what were you doing in the summer love?
Watching jets buzz the Black Hills like seagulls above.
Buried deep in A.P’s and progress tests,
And 6 months without sleep; just a sequence of rests.
So what was I doing in the summer of love?
Just biding my time in an almost Welsh grove