Some time ago, I posted a poem written by my Mum. I think it’s time for another one. She only started writing them when she was getting on in years, but the family all thought they were great fun.
Everything is so much further Then it ever used to be. The little shop around the corner Seems twice as far to me.
The buses were always punctual I could go with the greatest of ease. But now they seem to be early And my legs do just as they please.
The stairs are made so much steeper Iโm flat out when I get to the top Amd the print in the papers is so small That my eyes are beginning to pop.
I canโt do with the way people mumble. I only hear half of the tale. They tell me the news in a whisper, Or shout till I feel I could wail.
The dresses are made so much tighter Especially round waist and hips. And diets are all in the fashion. No goodies, like good fish and chips.
Even people are different this day and age They all seem to look so much younger. Yet people my age seem old and withdrawn And look to be dying of hunger.
I met with a friend the other day. She really looked old and withered. Iโm sure I look younger than that, I thought, And I know Iโm not half so bothered.
Everything is so much further Then it ever used to be. The little shop around the corner Seems twice as far to me.
The buses were always punctual I could go with the greatest of ease. But now they seem to be early And my legs do just as they please.
The stairs are made so much steeper Iโm flat out when I get to the top Amd the print in the papers is so small That my eyes are beginning to pop.
I canโt do with the way people mumble. I only hear half of the tale. They tell me the news in a whisper, Or shout till I feel I could wail.
The dresses are made so much tighter Especially round waist and hips. And diets are all in the fashion. No goodies, like good fish and chips.
Even people are different this day and age They all seem to look so much younger. Yet people my age seem old and withdrawn And look to be dying of hunger.
I met with a friend the other day. She really looked old and withered. Iโm sure I look younger than that, I thought, And I know Iโm not half so bothered.
I looked in the mirror to see for myself. For Iโm really not ready to go on the shelf. But a grey-haired old woman was looking at me. Even mirrors are not like they used to be.
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It has been reported that the Government of the UK is considering telling all over 70s to stay at home for the next 4 months. What theโฆ?
I also heard, but havenโt had it confirmed (so it might be fake news) that any elderly people found out will be fined.
Are we now in a police state, and with an autocratic government? How can a democratic (supposedly) government even consider this? โFor their protectionโ, they are saying. Putting innocent people under house arrest, simply for having been born before 1950 is NOT on.
Can you even think what it will be like to have to stay in your house for 4 months, not seeing anyone but the people you live withโor in many cases, alone?
Receiving food by the various supermarket delivery services is not an option for many. Some do not have access to a computer. Also, due to people panic-buying, itโs not easy to get the deliveries. My daughter couldnโt get her usual delivery due to increased demand.
And I just read some comment, that has made me incandescent with rage. Someone posted ‘Good. 4 months without stupid old gits clogging up the roads…’ I can’t remember the exact quote, and can’t find it again. (I did flag it, so it might have been taken down.
On a lighter note, thoughโif you do either have to, or decide to, self-isolate, there are books to read.
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Before I get going with the verbs, I am puzzled. This, I suppose is a throwback to previously when I did nouns. I also mentioned it in that treatise, too, but itโs beginning to bug me.
So many pieces of writing I see nowadays, that mention our beautiful planet, fail to give it a capital letter. Why? Itโs name is a PROPER noun. Proper nouns begin with a CAPITAL LETTER.
I havenโt noticed people writing Mars, Venus, Jupiter, the Asteroids, etc, and not capitalising the first letter, so why donโt people, and people who should know better, too, not treat our own home in the same way?
Writers and other supposedly educated people do it. One writer I read recently (who claimed an editor in the acknowledgements) occasionally used a capital, and sometimes didnโt. (What was the editor doing?)
Itโs Earth, folks, if youโre talking about the planet, and earth if youโre talking about the ground or soil.
OK, thatโs done, so letโs begin on the problem of verbs.
I propose to do 2 posts on this as there are 2 main problems people have.
๏ท Every verb has to agree with its subject. Yes, you know that. I know you know that. But why canโt people get it every time.
The worst is โthereโsโ. This is short for โthere isโ, so we cannot say โThereโs three of them.โ Yet I hear it all the time, and even see it in writing.
๏ท Then thereโs another one I mentioned in the last post. Agreement with a collective noun. Collective nouns are SINGULAR.
How many governments does a country have? One? Yes, only one, and so itโs singular. To say โthe Government are planning to look into this problem.โ is WRONG.
The same goes for โteamโ, โherdโ, โflockโ, โpelotonโ (if youโre a cyclist) All singular. โThe team are..โ? wrong. โThe flock areโฆโ? wrong.
๏ท Finally, some people make the verb agree with something thatโs not actually its subject.
e.g. One of the girls ARE going to come with us.
Here, the verb is referring to โoneโ and not โgirlsโ, so it should be:
One of the girls IS going to come with us.
Iโm sure you can think of many more examples.
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5* Vengeance of a Slave by V.M. Sang is a riveting story set during the period when Rome controlled Britannia. Follow the trials and tribulations of Adelbhert after he and his sister are taken by the Romans from their mother. They eventually end up as slaves in what is modern-day London. Adelbhert performs a nightly ritual to remind himself of the suffering he and his sister have endured, beginning with the crucifixion of their father. He vows to escape and punish those who have wronged him.
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5* Adelbehrt keeps a running list in his head of all the reasons why he hates the Romansโthey crucified his father, stole him as a child from his mother, and enslaved him. As he grows into his teenage years as a slave, the list gets longer. With the help of a network of Britons, he escapes, determined to exact his revenge, but not everything is as clear cut as he once thought.
The plot is straight forward, and though there are some tense moments, battling and mortal danger isnโt the point of the tale. This story has a strong moral message about the nuanced nature of people and how they treat and judge each other. Ultimately, itโs about a young manโs growth and the events that change his perceptions as he matures.
The pace is moderate with some repetition, but I was engaged throughout. The historical details seem well-researched, adding to the authenticity of the story. Point-of-view focuses on Adelbehrt for most of the book, with occasional shifts to other characters, and all main and secondary characters felt believable to me. Adelbehrt is particularly well-rounded and likeable as the story centers on his thoughts and experiences.
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Charles Yallowitz’s latest book in his Nytefall books has been released.
I’m posting a bit about it, and an excerpt. I hope you enjoy it.
Is the Orb of Durag the key to Clyde and the Dawn Fangs destruction?
Cover Art by Alison Hunt
As Dawn Fang vampires are found dead across Windemere, their infamous leader will remember what it is to be afraid. With the truce between Nyte and Nytefall nearing its end, an old enemy has emerged to rekindle the vampiresโ most ancient feud. A Duragian priest is on the move and he is wielding a weapon that can depower and kill Dawn Fangs. This follower of the Sun God has claimed enough victims that Lord Tempest wants the weapon for himself and Clyde is beginning to worry that his fledgling kingdom is in danger of extinction. When it becomes clear that the mysterious relic and Clydeโs transformation into the first Dawn Fang are connected, he will be forced to face a past that he can barely remember. What can Clyde do to defend his people, his life, and the child he does not know is on the way from the terrifying Fist of Durag?
Excerpt: Stirring
The thick darkness that greets Clydeโs eyes is suffocating and disturbingly familiar. A disconcerting numbness flows along his skin and plunges all of his senses into a mental fog. He groans as he sits up and touches the warm ground beneath him, his fingers finding it rough and jagged. The memory of being in Gregorioโs lair strikes his mind like a perfectly aimed arrow and he tries to stand up. A dull ache courses through his legs and forces him to remain on the floor, which trembles for a brief moment. Picking up a stone, he can feel the faint carving of half a sun with a grinning face. With a yawn, the vampire throws the rock away and waits for it to land, but the sound of it bouncing takes several minutes to reach his ears. Clyde scowls when the noise ends with a strange thud that reminds him of a fist punching flesh. The distant gurgling of a stream draws his attention to the right and he squints at a strange form that is gradually taking shape in the gloom. Finding the energy to rise, he gets to his feet and wipes the dirt from his body, which he learns is unclothed. The Dawn Fangโs senses steadily return to their full strength and he realizes that his vision has been blocked by his own hair. Luscious and tangled tresses cascade from his head to cover everything from his scalp to his elbows. Wrapping all of the strands around his left hand, he uses his right to slice them off and is about to use his fingers like scissors when his body locks.
The ruins of the Duragian temple are laid out before Clyde, their details making it clear that they are the genuine articles. Bodies of civilians and priests are strewn about the area, all of them having been drained of blood. A white-bricked wall has been marked with scratches that the vampire knows are a foolish attempt to keep track of time, which he abandoned after he had run out of prey. Far in the distance, he can see the tower where he was once held prisoner, its top seven floors having snapped off as it sunk. Light pulses from the enormous structure to drive the cavernโs darkness into the corners. Smaller shrines help to illuminate the streets, which are littered with debris. The smell of rotting meat is thick in the air, the stench emanating from the abandoned food and corpses. Not far away, the vampire sees a cleared area with a burn mark in its center. It takes him a moment to recognize the battered ruins of the execution square, its right side having slumped into a sinkhole.
A pang of doubt and anxiety races through Clydeโs mind as he recalls getting struck by the fake Fists of Durag. He begins to walk through the ruins in search of signs that he is being tricked, but it becomes clear that he is not trapped within an illusion. All attempts to see through the spell are met with failure, which feeds a primal rage in the pit of his soul. Coming to a broken fountain, he kneels and scoops up a handful of stagnant water to drink. The foul liquid makes his tongue burn and his stomach twists to the point where he has to vomit in order to avoid passing out. Focused on his own body, Clyde releases his severed hair when he realizes that his heart is no longer beating. Jamming a finger between his ribs, he touches the organ to find it wrinkled and still. With a growl, he swings his fist at the nearest building only to find that he cannot knock the whole structure over. The vampire stares at the hole in the wall and flexes his fingers, which make the gestures for a claw-growing spell. He curses loudly when he feels his nails lengthen and harden into natural blades.
โWhat in all of Windemere is going on?โ Clyde asks.
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Legends of Windemere
All Cover Art by Jason Pedersen
About the Author:
Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After spending many years fiddling with his thoughts and notebooks, he decided that it was time to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house with only pizza and seltzer to sustain him, Charles brings you tales from the world of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you and drawing you into a world of magic.
This is the second book in Debbi Manber Kuyperโs P.A.W.S. Saga, and it begins where book 1 finished. It is a tale of shapeshifters, werewolves and animagi. P.A.W.S. is the place where these beings live. There are many such places all over the world. Werewolves are humans that have been infected with lycanthropy, and are forced to become wolves at the full moon. Animagi can change their shape at will into an animal, while shapshifters require a charm passed down through families, and originally made by Merlin himself. In this second book, we take up the story where the eveil werewolf, Alistair, has been destroyed. Or has he?
Blurb
Argentum is the thread that binds all magic โฆ The silver of Miriโs cat charm passed on through the generations. The silver of Jessamynโs scepter, the source of her illusions. The silver of Quentinโs scrying bowl, forged by Merlin. All intertwine in Argentum.
With Alistair gone a measure of peace returns to P.A.W.S., but Miri is tormented by nightmares. The silver charm that had recently hung around Alistairโs neck is now in Miriโs possession and seems to have taken on a life of its own. And then it mysteriously disappears. Jessamyn seeks help from Quentin, who claims to have repented his past association with Alistair, but can he be trusted? And what of Jenna? The young girl rescued from Alistairโs pack house holds a terrible secret. One that could determine the future of P.A.W.S.
Story
I found the story to be as immersing as the first book. Miriโs growing romance with the shapeshifter, Danny, whose alterego is a large maine coon cat, plays a big part in the story. There is also a mystery about how her friend Joshโs mother has a photograph that looks like one she has of her grandmother when she was young. The story, I found captivating, and wanted to know more about the whereabouts of Miriโs second charm that had belonged to her grandfather, and who took it. Was the dead Alistair influencing events? And how could this be?
Characterisation.
The characters in the book are realistic. They all have their good and bad points, just like real people. Perhaps they did not develop as much as they could have, but then there are 5 books to get through. Perhaps they will be changed by the end of the 5th book.
Writing.
This is the weakest part of the book. While the style is easy to read, I found a number of grammar mistakes that should really have been discovered and corrected in the editing stage.
Conclusion
All in all, in spite of the grammar errors, the story is good, and so I decided to only remove 1 star from my review.
Some years ago, I was trying to clean a very greasy surface. I tried all the things on offer in the supermarket that said they โcuts through greaseโ. They made it a bit better, but didnโt get it off properly.
Then I tried a liquid detergent. That which we more commonly call โwashing-up liquidโ. It worked like a charm.
It got me to thinking that perhaps we are being conned by the large companies that make these products.
Why should we need a different product for bathrooms and kitchens? People buy โbathroom cleanerโ, and โkitchen cleanerโ. Weird. They do exactly the same job.
I find that โwashing-up liquidโ (aka liquid detergent) is often the best thing for cleaning. Yes, we might occasionally need a scouring powder if something is ground in or dried up, but why do we need all these different products that are essentially the same thing?
If your sink gets blocked up, use washing soda (sodium carbonate). Itโs excellent for dissolving grease. Forget the stuff called โsink unblocker.โ
Lemon and vinegar are excellent cleaning things. Lemon mixed with a bit of salt is excellent for cleaning chopping boards.
In Vivโs Family Recipes, there are some more tips. These are ones gathered from my Auntโs old recipe book that I inherited. Our parents and grandparents didnโt have all the โmodernโ cleaning products we have now.
From today until Monday, the ebook version of Vivโs Family Recipes is FREE on Amazon. So if you would like some more old-fashioned tips click here to go to Amazon where you are. Or click on the book cover in the side bar.
The book also contains recipes gathered from Vivโs family and friends over a century. Some date back to 1909. It is interesting to see the kind of things that people ate over 100 years ago.
Here are the current ratings for this 5* book. (February 20th)
13 in Culinary Arts & Techniques (Kindle Store)
15 in Weight Loss Food Counters
11 in Low Budget Cooking
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There has been an upsurge in veganism recently. I have no objection to that. People are entitled to choose their diet to suit themselves.
That last sentence, though, is something that vegans do not seem to agree with. They seem to be constantly trying to foist their choice onto everyone else, saying โIt will help to limit Climate Change.โ
Do vegans take everything into consideration, though. As well as the growth of the plant, there are other factors, like transport.
After the plant has grown, it is removed (except for fruit grown on trees, of course). In nature, the remains of the plant would go back into the soil, but if itโs removed, all that goodness is removed with it, hence making the use of fertilisers essential. Things like soya are mainly grown abroad and are flown in. Tomatoes are grown in Spain, to a large extent, and are brought in on lorries.
Here are some vegan-friendly foods. The emissions quoted are for 2.2lb (1kg)Lentils:2.0lb, 59% of which comes from transport, cooking and waste disposal.
Tomatoes: 2.4lb CO2, emitted, most of which is from transport as tomatoes are often eaten raw.
Cauliflower: 4.4 CO2 emitted. Transport and waste. The stems are maily thrown away.
Tofu: 4,4lb emitted. Mainly processing, Transport needed, it also leads to mass deforestation. 5: Dry beans: 4.4lb emitted. Post farmgate emissions are 65%.
Nuts: 5.1lb emitted. Almonds use a lot of water and pesticides in their production. Peanuts are a better option. Peanut butter: 5.5lb emitted. Priduction and transport.
Rice: 6.0 emitted Rice farming is responsible for 12% of all methane emissions. (More potent than CO2) Also, Rice from Bangladesh and West Bengal in particular can be contaminated with arsenic as there is a lot of arsenic in the water there. It is often used as irrigation water for the paddy fields.
Potatoes: 6.4lb emitted. 90% of emissions are from cooking. Baked potatoes are worse than other types because of the length of cooking time.
One product I failed to find any statistics for is soya. But most soya is transported from where it is grown by aircraft, so any production carbon dioxide is added to by this. Again, like Tofu, the farming of this product is responsible for much deforestation. Who knows how much carbon dioxide is retained in our atmosphere because of the deforestation, and even added to, because much of this deforestation is done by burning?
While I admit meat production does produce higher yields of carbon dioxide. Many vegans, I suspect, don’t realise that their โgreenโ foods contribute to more carbon in the atmosphere than they think. We must always think of the deforestation when considering our food. We are not only adding to the carbon dioxide in the air, but removing one of the carbon sinks at the same time. A vicious circle.
Now to human biology. We are not designed to be vegan. Cellulose in plant cells is not easy to digest. Herbivores have a variety of ways in which they overcome this. Rumanants (cattle, goats, sheep etc) have several โcompartmentsโ to help digest grass. They eat the stuff, which then lies in a large โstomachโ called the rumen. Here, bacteria help to breakdown the cell walls The food then passes into a part called the reticulum where the liquid passes on, and the solids remain. The animal then regurgitates the food that remains and re-chews it. The next part, the liquid is digested by enzymes that also digest the bacteria and the food is absorbed.
Rabbits, during the night, pass green pellets that they eat again in the morning, thus the plants pass twice through the gut.
Horses are what is known as โtrickle feedersโ. This means they are designed to eat a small amount of food frequently. They have a very large part of the large intestine, called the caecum. Here there are bacteria that help digest the cellulose.
Humans have none of these adaptations. We cannot digest this cellulose. Our guts are not adapted to do so. Cooking helps, but think about how some foods produce a lot of wind, and sometimes even diarrhoea if we eat too much. These are always plant foods.
Our dentition, too, is that of an omnivore. Herbivores do not have canine teeth. They have incisors for cutting off the grass or other plants, a gap, then premolars and molars, flat teeth for grinding. Carnivores have incisors, like herbivores, then canines–sharp teeth for gripping the food. Finally, they have teeth known as carnassials. They are sharp and are for tearing flesh, unlike the flat molars of herbivores.
Humans have the incisors and flat molars and premolars of herbivores, but also canines. We do not have a long gut, nor the special parts for help in digesting cellulose, not do we eat our poo to give it a second go at being digested! (Yuk.) These things indicate we should eat a mixed diet, including meat and fish as well as vegetable matter.
It is important for women, especially young girls, during their menstrual years, to eat meat, as it is the best way to get iron, essential for blood production. And we must be very careful what we feed our growing children. A vegan diet can mean that the child is not getting enough of vitamin B12, vitamin D, zinc, protein, calcium and iron. I will admit that most humans eat too much meat. Our early ancestors would not have had meat every day, as many of us do. We should all cut it, but not cut it out. I also acknowledge that some meat eaters are short of other vitamins that can only be got from plants, as well as fibre. And speaking of fibre, vegan diets can be excessively high in fibre. This is not a nutrient, and too much can rob the body of nutrients.
And many products that are sold as meat substitutes to vegans are very high in salt, which can lead to heart attack and stroke.
But, in spite of this, if people wish to pursue a vegan diet, itโs up to them, The main thing I have against them is the way many of them try to make out they are so much better than the rest of us, and try to make us into vegans, too.
I accept that this might make some of you a bit unhappy. It is controversial. But please accept that I am not trying to change anyone. That would make me as bad as the people Iโm criticising. It is just my point of view, with a bit of scientific evidence to back it up.
When I was at school, many, many moons ago, we learned about homonyms. These are words that sound the same, but have different spellings and meanings. We were given lists of hthem and told to write a sentence containing each and showing what it means. Some of them are very tricky, and often catch people out. Yes, even writers!
A recent spate of these in a variety of places has prompted me to write this little post to try to help. So here we go!
Wet/Whet. We all know the first of these. Itโs what happens in the rain. We get WET. But the second? WHET is to sharpen something. Hence a WHETSTONE, which is something used to sharpen knives, daggers, swords scissors, etc. It does not need to be wetted before use as itโs not a WETSTONE. When I was little, I thought thatโs what it was and pictured people sharpening their knives with a bucket of water by their sides to keep the stone wet. So we WHET our appetite, we donโt WET it.
Examples.
Davrael sat by his horse WHETTING his knife before the battle.
As we sat down to our meal, the waiter brought a small savoury to WHET our appetites.
When the dragonet plunged into the water, they all got WET.
Peek/Peak
This is one Iโve mentioned before, but I make no excuse for doing it again. I see it spelled wrongly far too often.
Peek. This is a quick, or sometimes sneaky look at something. Many authors will give a sneak PEEK at a chapter of their new book.
Peak. The top of something, often a mountain.
Examples
Thadora PEEKED around the corner to make sure there were no guards visible before venturing into the alley.
The climbers were exhausted by the time they reached the PEAK of the mountain.
I think that the fact that Peek is often written after Sneak that causes the problem.
Poured/Pored
Pour. To run in a steady stream, or, of rain, to fall heavily.
Pore (verb). To be absorbed in reading or studying something.
Examples.
When we went to catch the bus it was POURING with rain. Or The barman POURED a measure of whisky into the glass.
In order to pass the test to leave his apprenticeship behind, Carthinal PORED over the magic texts.
Pore (noun) a small hole, often in tissue, such as skin or plant tissues, or even in rock.
Poor Needy, destitute, penniless, lacking money.
Examples.
He had runs so hard he was sweating through every PORE.
Under the leaves, plant have small PORES called stomata.
The woman was so POOR that she could barely afford to eat, and her clothes were ragged.
And one I had never thought about, but I came across only the other day on a notice for a lost cat.
Spade/spayed
Spade An implement for digging.
Spayed the neutering of a female animal (usually cat or dog) by surgically removing the ovaries.
(the sign said ‘Lost Cat, Black and white, called Shadow, spade…’ I had a picture of said cat digging the garden!
Examples
The ground was so hard after so little rain that I nearly broke my SPADE when trying to dig it.
There are so many unwanted cats in the district that all cat owners are requested to have their animals SPAYED.
I hope this has made it a bit clearer.
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