William the Conqueror and the Battle of Hastings.

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I am now King of England. King William I. Doesn’t that sound great? However it wasn’t such an easy position to gain. Let me go back to the beginning.

Edward, my second cousin, was in exile in Normandy after Cnut had taken the English throne. I decided to go and see him. He was family, after all, and he had no heirs.

While I was there, I played on the family connection, and reminded him that, although he might eventually get an heir with his wife, Emma of Normandy, if he should die suddenly, there would be no obvious claimant to the English throne.

Well, he hummed and hawed and didn’t make a decision then. I’m not surprised, really, because his mother had married Cnut and had a son by him. She supported her son, Harthacnut, and eventually he became king of England.

Edward was lucky. Harthacnut died, and Edward sailed unopposed into England to take the throne. Not long after, he sent his son-in-law, Harold Godwinson to tell me he had decided to make me his heir. King William sounded good, I thought, but I didn’t trust Harold, so I had him imprisoned. Eventually, in order to regain his freedom, he swore an oath of fealty to me: the rat!

In the year of our Lord, 1066, King Edward, who had become to be know as The Confessor, due to his religious convictions, died. Harold, the rat, took the throne and was crowned the day after Edward’s death. He said Edward had made him his heir on his deathbed. A likely story!

It was then I decided I needed to go to England and sort this man out. He had broken a holy oath, and I was the rightful king. But it seemed I wasn’t the only one to want the crown of England. Harald’s own brother, Tostig, joined forces with the Norwegian king, Harald Hardrada, and launched an invasion.

They met initially at a place called Fulford, in the north of England, not far from the city of York. This was on September 20th 1066. It seems the invaders won, but Harold was not to be defeated so easily. He fought another battle five days later at a place called Stamford Bridge where both Tostig and Harald Hardrada were killed.

Well, this was too good an opportunity to miss. I set sail, knowing that Harold would be occupied, and we landed at a place called Pevensey. There had been a Roman castle there, and we made use of that. I ordered a wooden fort to be built inside the Roman walls. It was a good defensive position.

The whole area was marshland, and the sea came up to the fort walls. We marched over the marshes, heading towards the town of Hastings. Once we got there, I ordered a fort to be built, and we raided the land for supplies.

We waited for Harold to arrive from his battle at Stamford Bridge. We knew they would be tired after a forced march. I set a watch the night before the battle. I would not have put it past Harold to make a surprise attack, but he didn’t, and so on 14th October, at dawn, the battle began.

I won’t go into details here. Suffice it to say that it was hard fought and lasted all day. It was very bloody, but in the end we won, and Harald was dead. I was now King of England.

I have begun the research for the next book in the series, A Family Through the Ages. This one will start in 1066 with the Battle of Hastings. There’s a lot that is uncertain about the battle. Even the place it happened is disputed, as is how Harold was killed. In the Bayeux tapestry, beneath the word Harold, is a picture of a man being hit in the eye by an arrow. Many believe the name refers to the picture below it, but as the name is part of the text, that could be coincidence, and there are other knights shown being slain by the sword.

Two other books I’m working on are another prequel novella for The Wolves of Vimar series, this one dealing with the horselords, Kimi and Davrael, and I’ve finished the fourth book of The Wolves series. It has yet to go through the critiquing process. I am also writing a book of poetry in which there will be one poem a day to read. January to December is finished, but I’m waiting until a bit closer to Christmas to bring that one out so that people can begin reading in January.

If you enjoyed this little story, perhaps you would like to read another by me.

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Maria and Tom have bought an antique table for the old cottage they have bought. When they hear strange noises in the night that sound like crying, they worry their house is haunted, but the sounds seem to come from the table.

They set about trying to find what is causing the disturbances. The answer is stranger than either of them had thought.

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Xenophobia. A poem

There is so much conflict in the world. I don’t mean only the major ones we hear about, like wars, but those smaller ones, not always erupting in violence

Xenophobia

People hate foreigners. I wonder why?
Do they not live, and like us they die?
Imagine you lived somewhere that
A bomb might anytime knock your home flat.
Just think about all the things you would do
If the government thought they would kill you
Just because you disagree with them.
And without a trial you they condemn.

Imagine a place for years without rain.
Your crops have all failed, again and again.
You watch as all your animals die
And, head in your hands, hear your children cry.
You cannot feed them. You have nothing left
To give them, so you feel bereft.
You watch as they get sick and they die.
And wonder, but no one can say why.

But there are lands where there is no war,
Where food is accessible, and there is law.
No one will come in the night and take
Your daughters away with them, to rape.
No bombs will land on your home. If you could
Would you not leave all behind where it stood?
So let us not hate these people who flee
Such terrible lives so they can be free.

This is a poem I’ve not yet published. I am trying to write a poem a day for a year with the hope of publishing it in two parts–January to June, and July to December. I hope to get the first part published in time for Christmas so people can begin to read a poem a day in January.

If you are interested in reading more of my poetry, I have a poetry book already published. It’s called Miscellaneous Thoughts and has poetry of many types and subjects. It can be bought from your favourite store in several formats: ebook, paperback, hardback. Click on the book title to go to your favourite online store to find out more, and buy.

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A superb 5* review for Jealousy of a Viking from Readers’ Favourite

Review by Jamie Michele

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Jealousy of a Viking by Vivienne Mary Sang is set in 9th-century Britain where Helgha, a skilled healer and daughter of a Viking landowner, crosses paths with Viking noblity, Erik. Their forbidden love prompts a chain of events that alters Helgha’s destiny. The life Helgha knows is wiped out and Erik takes her away as his mistress. Bound by her deep affection for Erik, Helgha silently endures the public humiliation of their relationship and gives birth to two children. However, when Erik succumbs to familial pressure and weds within his own class, Helgha’s jealousy drives her to dark thoughts, and her craft is levied against her, further compounding her troubles. Branded a witch, Helgha flees with her young offspring, seeking shelter among the Saxons and discovering solace in Christian teachings.

Jealousy of a Viking is historical women’s fiction as it is meant to be and Vivienne Mary Sang depicts the harsh realities of the time with both authenticity in its representations and sympathy for Helgha’s lack of agency. The character arc is incredible as it really is the latter half of Helgha’s life in a time when even a quadragenarian life expectancy was almost unheard of. Helgha is a woman who has children, which she miraculously survives, and, along with multiple other instances of the things that feed into a 9th-century death, this is not given any sugar coating. The writing style of the book shows Sang’s ability to paint a visual portrait without wandering into the weeds and the author keeps the story propelling forward. I liked Helgha’s spiritual awakening as part of the arc even if it wasn’t something I was necessarily interested in seeing happen. However, it is well done and brings hope to a woman who should have lost it ages ago. Very highly recommended.

Are we trying to commit suicide as a species?

Political posts really aren’t my thing, but I feel furious about what is going on in the Conservative party

I recently read a post on Medium by Umair Haique about Climate Change. It’s extremely worrying. (I tried to post a link, but it’s a member only story and the link didn’t work.)

The gist of it is that we are rapidly coming to the point where humans cannot survive. It’s not only about the air temperature, but also what is known as ‘wet bulb temperature’ that takes humidity into account. At much lower temperatures than have previously been thought, humans can no longer cool themselves by evaporation of sweat because the air has too much water in it, so we quickly die. Temperatures below the 40+ we’ve seen in recent months.

Yes. I know you are going to say that people have survived those temperatures, but those temperatures we’ve been reading about are not wet bulb temperatures.

As we all know, Climate Change is caused largely by the burning of fossil fuels. (Can we really afford to burn these, anyway? But that’s another post in the future.) Yet the British Government is set to allow many more (hundreds, according to the Independent) licences for North Sea oil and gas. Cumbria council approved of the development of a new coalfield recently, although the government is to hold an inquiry beginning on September 7th.

Rishi Sunak has also promised to look into the Low Emission Zones put in place in many British cities. In these areas, people with high polluting vehicles have to pay to enter the zones. It’s a daily charge in London.

Sunak has said that it’s a declaration of war on the motorist. In 2013 a nine year old girl living in London had a massive asthma attack that cost her her life. The coroner declared that it was caused by pollution. She was the first person to have this on her death certificate. Does the Prime Minister want more children to die from pollution caused by cars?

There is a suggestion that a new coal field may be opened in Cumbria. The council has given the go ahead, but the government is launching an enquiry in September.

The government has also granted hundreds (according to The Independent) of licences to search for more oil under the North Sea.

Have they not considered that as the planet warms, more areas will become uninhabitable. What happens to the people there? They will move north (or south in the southern hemisphere) causing serious overcrowding, and probable wars. We all know the dangers of wars.

I don’t think that the government is taking any of this seriously. In my opinion, politicians are only interested in winning the next election, and business people in how much money they can make. Forget the fact that our survival is at stake here. And the survival of most other life forms on the planet.

A Limerick about writing by Geoff LePard

ANOTHER OPEN LETTER TO MANKIND FROM PLANET EARTH โ€“ BY TOM CURLEY

Tom Curley has posted an Open Letter from Earth. Well worth a read, and even a reblog to get it to as many eyes as possible.

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Hi Mankind. This is Earth again. Some of you call me Earth, some call me Terra, some call me Gaia. Call me what you want. Just donโ€™t call me late for dinner. (I still donโ€™t really get that joke, but I got a whole bunch of โ€˜likesโ€™ when I said it in the last letter I wrote you).

I last wrote you on Earth Day in 2019. I was touched at how many of you felt you were destroying my environment and maybe you should stop doing that. I pointed out that Iโ€™ll be fine. Iโ€™ve been around for a few billion years. My environment changes all the time. Itโ€™s you guys who should be worried.

Save the Earth. Itโ€™s the only planet with chocolate.

Iโ€™m writing this time because I noticed that you are all getting sick. Really sick. All over me. Everywhere. This isnโ€™t surprising. It happens moreโ€ฆ

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Once Upon a Time in Alabama

Such a sad story, but with an optimistic side. I can’t understand how people could, and still can, treat others in such a way.

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Once upon a time in Alabama, there was a racist white man named Charles Agustus Lamar who was angry with Northern states and their desire to end slavery. He devised a plan to send a ship to Africa to buy Africans for $100 and sell them for $1,500. His ship, called the โ€œWanderer,โ€ made national news in 1858 that it had successfully imported 370 people from Africa who would be enslaved.

However, the slave trade had been outlawed, and Lamar was arrested for illegal slaving.

Thatโ€™s when another racist white man, steamboat captain Timothy Meaher, made a bet that he could do the same thing but not get caught.

Photo: Yecheilyah

On July 8, 1860, the ship (called the Clotilde / Clotilda) sailed into waters near Mobile Bay carrying 110 men, women, and children stolen from Africa under the cover of night.

They were bought from the Dahomey tribe atโ€ฆ

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Life, Death and Other Characters. Geoff Le Pard

I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Blurb

What would you do if you were to host a dinner party and the sky wasnโ€™t what youโ€™d ordered? Could you find someone to shake out the creases from the clouds and tone down the wind to an acceptable zephyr? And what are the challenges facing a Portal Management Volunteer as they steer the recently departed to their chosen Hereafter? Or how would you organise your life if you were called to do God service just when youโ€™d planned on making marmalade that weekend? Life, DEATH and Other Characters will inform and, where necessary, guide you through these and other complications amongst a lot of other short fiction that will educate inform and entertain. Well, maybe one out of three.

Review

As this is a book of short stories, my usual review is not applicable.

Geoff Le Pard has written a book of short stories that are not to be missed. Whoever you are, there is something for you here. I am not usually one for short stories, but I loved this.
There is such a variety of stories here. Some are irreverent, with tales of problems that God has; some are lough out loud funny; some are short; some are longer; some have deeper meanings for those who wish to search for them.
I love the tales where Death (or De’Ath as he has decided to call himself) is a character, but I can’t say I have a favourite story. They are all my favourites.
It is an easy read for when you have only a few minutes and don’t want to plough through a chapter of a full-scale novel. There will be a story that can fit into your time-scale. Or do what I did and start at the beginning and continue to the end.
Some of the stories are commentaries (disguised, of course) on modern life, and politics.
Whoever you are, I recommend this book to you.

I gave it 5*

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Maria and Tom have bought an antique table for the old cottage they have bought. When they hear strange noises in the night that sound like crying, they worry their house is haunted, but the sounds seem to come from the table.

They set about trying to find what is causing the disturbances. The answer is stranger than either of them had thought.

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‘Do I Need to Use a Dragon?’ Now Available on Amazon Kindle and Paperback!

Having read a few extracts on Charles’s blog, I am definitely buying this book.

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Do I Need to Use a Dragon?ย is LIVE!

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Have you ever wanted to write a fantasy story?ย  Not sure about the rules? Well, look no further!

Hidden within these pages are opinions and observations that MIGHT help you with your literary adventure.ย  Boiling fantasy and writing in general to their most basic principles, I have devised a litany of short essays . . .

Do you get intimidated by colorful jargon and language in โ€˜how to writeโ€™ books?ย  I mean, if youโ€™re just starting out, your head is probably already spinning with all of the advice youโ€™ve received.ย  Thatโ€™s why I tried to use simplicity and humor to help authors along.ย  Iโ€™ve been that nervous, easily confused fledgling author and remember how all of the flowery language and clichรฉ adages didnโ€™t really help.ย  So, I wrote this book in my own voice as if theโ€ฆ

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There are dragons and magic in the world if only you look for them… V.M. Sang