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Just Jot It January: Day four…


Day four of Just Jot It January and I have an update on my first foray into publishing.

As I’m sure most of you are already aware, last year I was fortunate enough to be chosen to have one of the short stories I wrote for Stream of Consciousness Saturday included in an anthology of “new fiction by new writers”, via one of my connections on the business networking site, LinkedIn.

I was of course extremely flattered that one of my stories was picked for the collection, especially since I’d only recently begun experimenting in fiction, mainly inspired by Linda G Hill’s writing prompts, (so thank you Linda, you’re officially an inspiration) all of which were written in one take, so to speak.

I had initially submitted a story called “Famous Last Words” to go in the book, (the second story I’d written and even now, one of my favourites) only to be told that it was slightly over the word count required by the publisher and would therefore not qualify for inclusion.
Somewhat disappointed, I nevertheless sent in a list of alternatives, from which I was told one had been chosen as a replacement, so I just sat back waited to see my work in print for the first time.


Fast forward a couple of weeks and I receive an e-mail telling me that, due to a shortfall in appropriate submissions from other writers, I had been randomly selected to have a second story included and could now have my first choice in the book after all.


So imagine my frustration when, having finally taken delivery of my very first printed work of fiction, I discover that although I did indeed have two stories included in the anthology, (as well as being allowed to write the book’s dedication) neither of them were my original choice!

At this point I decided that I’d done all I could to fight my creative corner, I should just think myself lucky I’d made it into print after all and put the whole thing down to experience.

That is, until just after new year, when I received yet another e-mail, this one telling me that although the paperback edition of Stories In Green Ink is a done deal and will not be altered, the Kindle edition contained a small error that hadn’t previously been detected. Apparently, while they were correcting it they decided they would now also like to add “Famous Last Words”, giving me a total of three entries in the electronic version of the collection.


It would seem that good things do indeed come to those who wait and you can find the Kindle edition of “Stories In Green Ink” right here.

{Thanks again to Catherine Broughton at Turquoise Moon blog for all her help}


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Book reminder…

So, the main festivities are over and we’re entering the limbo between Christmas and New Year, where there’s a lot of sitting around with the kids, playing with their new toys, eating leftovers and watching rubbish TV.

So why not give your snoozing brain something to do, use up that Amazon gift voucher you were given by a generous relative and order a copy of Stories In Green Ink, the anthology of new short fiction by new writers which contains two of my short stories (writing as Guy Thair).

I finally got my copy last week and I can’t deny that it’s a thrill to see my words in print even though one of the stories in the book is not the one I expected to be included…



…and I’m glad that I was able to dedicate the collection to my friend Chris and Rhonda’s aunt Linda, two wonderful people who we lost this year, I know they would both have been suitably proud of my minor literary achievement.


I would also be very grateful if you’d leave a review of the book after you read it, because positive word of mouth is by far the best marketing in my opinion.

The anthology is available in paperback at this link, or, if you’re one of those high-tech types, you can find the Kindle edition here.

Thank you for your continued support.


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New Starship Gypsies post…


Here’s a link to Jerry’s latest post on Starship Gypsies, our collaborative sci-fi side project.

EPISODE 13 – Kids.

{Picture credit – NASA}


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Published at last (aka the Big Reveal)…

Well it’s finally happened, I’ve been published.

In an actual book!

Yes, the waiting is over; I received an e-mail this morning from the lovely Catherine Broughton, writer of the blog Turquoise Moon, telling me that Stories In Green Ink, compiled by Anna Trowbridge, makes its debut on Amazon this morning.


But that isn’t all. I’m also lucky enough to have had two stories included in the collection, and I was asked to supply the dedication for the book.

Now, somewhat confusingly for some of you, (possibly some recent readers may not yet have got the hang of my slightly peculiar nom-de-blog) I’ve chosen to publish these stories under my real name, Guy Thair, so don’t be too surprised when you can’t find any works of sparkling creative genius credited to “dalecooper57”.

However, there’s no need to worry about that, I shall still answer to “Dale” on the blog because, well, I’ve become rather fond of my fictional alter-ego and I don’t want him wandering around in my head with nothing to do, I have enough trouble keeping him busy as it is.

Plus, “dalecooper57” is quite a useful and unique trademark in itself and I don’t want to mess up all my internet search results.

My two contributions to this anthology of fiction by new writers are a couple of twisty little mysteries with a sting in the tale which I’m inordinately proud of.
So, please FOLLOW THIS LINK and avoid Christmas disappointment by ordering your copy immediately, (why not get a couple for friends too) and if you could leave a review and share the Amazon link, I’d be extremely grateful.

Thanks again to Catherine for all her hard work getting the book submissions organised and thank you, my loyal readers, for providing me with an audience.
Because without you lot for me to entertain, I may never have got this far to begin with.


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Accidents will happen…

image I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, but almost fifty years ago now, I was involved in a serious accident.

All things considered, I was very fortunate, many people who have had a similar accident find it very difficult to adjust to life afterwards.
It can blight people’s entire lives, making it nearly impossible to come to terms with the consequences of a random event that none of us have any control over.

Some of those who suffer accidents like mine are destined to be shunned by a society that seems incapable of adjusting to things it either can’t, or doesn’t want to understand.

When I was young, despite the natural inclination of some children to be spiteful and mean (like it or not, for all their supposed innocence, we all know kids can be little bastards to each other from time to time) I didn’t really register the fact that my accident made me any different to anyone else.
Maybe that’s an indication of how lucky I was, growing up where I did, or maybe I was just less sensitive to my environment at the time, I don’t know.

But whatever the reason, I made it through my childhood relatively unscathed by the sort of prejudice suffered by those whose accidents left them with more obvious disadvantages.

It was only when I reached my teens I think, that it occurred to me how hard it must be to deal with the simple business of everyday life, when the way people see you is dictated purely by an event you had no control over; something which, given the choice, you would probably avoid at all costs.

Of course all these years later, like most of us who experienced such accidents at an early age, I’ve become desensitized to something I’ve lived with my whole life, and now it only bothers me when I see others who have suffered even worse accidents than mine and are still coming to terms with the irreversible and sometimes horribly damaging consequences.

Depressingly, in recent times, the ones who suffer the most at the hands of the cruel and ignorant amongst us become bitter and disillusioned, in some cases withdrawing from society altogether, only to find that this also marks them apart from the rest and so begins the whole sorry cycle once more.

Name calling and bullying escalate into hateful abuse and physical violence, all because of an accident that befell a person just like me or you, years, sometimes even decades before, an accident none of them had any control over and which they certainly did not choose.

That isn’t to say that all of the victims of such accidents hide themselves away from society, indeed most of us interact with the rest of the world perfectly normally.
In the same way that there are also accident victims who turn on society for reasons of their own, justifying their actions with twisted logic and perverted ideologies, but we have the sense to see that they don’t represent the views of the majority.

Because your family and friends, the people you work with and the strangers you pass in the street, the bloke that cut you up on the motorway and the pretty girl you flirted with in the pub, the waiter that served you on holiday and the homeless man in the bus shelter, all of them had accidents just like me.
And like you too.

I’m a white European male.

My life is easy.

I don’t have to walk miles every day to get water.
My house hasn’t been hit by machine gun fire or a barrel bomb today.
I haven’t had to flee with my family from a land wracked by a war I don’t understand.
I’m not forced to work for little or no pay, just so I can live in a slum.
And I don’t live under the oppressive threat of arrest, imprisonment or worse, just for saying what I think.

Almost fifty years ago, I suffered the universal accident of birth.

I’m one of the lucky ones.


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Travel n Ravel post: Barging in…

Here’s another repurposed post that I’ve tweaked for Ian Cochrane and his eclectic travel blog. (see link below)

There’s nothing like a nice country pub when you want to relax and unwind, especially when you can meet interesting people, explore the local history and hear a few amusing stories whilst sampling the delicacies of the region.


But whatever you do, make sure you know the geography of the area, otherwise you might find yourself…

Barging in.


Posted by on November 30, 2015 in Guest spots., Humour, Personal anecdote, Travel


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New Starship Gypsies post – 10. Hidden agendas.

The adventure continues on our sci-fi collaboration project…

Starship Gypsies


As the IGV Alice Marie blasted her way across the vast interstellar void toward Earth, Carli and Diaz continued to quietly discuss the hatch failure that had so nearly caused a fatal incident on the trip out to NASA 6.

“If that pin had sheared off whilst still in orbit, there’s no telling what kind of damage the ship could have incurred,” said Carli as she sipped a coffee in Diaz’s cabin, “we were lucky you discovered it when you did. If you’re right that it wasn’t an accident, then there’s every chance that whoever tampered with the hatch may have other plans to cripple the ship, or worse.”

Diaz considered this, grateful that her friend hadn’t rejected her suspicions out of hand and yet cautious of how to proceed, knowing that making unfounded accusations about sabotage could alienate her from the crew and very well result in her becoming…

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