Continued ranting… so to speak…

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To continue with my thoughts from the other day…
I’ve met and been fortunate enough to interact with some of the most talented, imaginative and gifted people the world has ever seen. I’ve seen some rise, fall and never ever be recognised. One thing is consistent – the industry hasn’t learned a thing from their gaffs,  mistakes and such. It’s one of the big reasons I push for independent artists from all mediums.
Too many have played God at the expense of the readers/audience and the authors/artists. It’s long overdue we quit deifying overblown egos and realise the big guys need to do more to sell what they have instead of wear out the readers with re-tread/carbon copies of the same codswallop over and over again.
For  me, the page is my canvas. My words are brushes, pallet and paints. My sole job is to engage the imagination and cinema of the mind of the reader. I tell the story as it is meant to be told and not out of a tired old format.
Readers today have far more options than ever – no need to deal with the rubbish that comes from the Twilight crowd. And yes, it  IS rubbish. Anything that can be outdone by its cinematic twin, discourage reading.. it’s rubbish.
Anyway, enough of my bile for the day.
I will have a list and links to help promote some of the finest in our field, newest and most enjoyable story tellers…

Until then, keep reading, writing, don’t take no for an answer, be yourself in all your creative glory and NEVER live in a can or can’t world. You’re brilliant and all you need to do is find your canvas and tools ~ GERONIMO!

~ The Pirate Poet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

More writing, a distraction or two and of course… something of an observation… maybe.

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Oh deer! Yup, her highness has discovered deer roaming about. Not sure who was watching who, but there you are.

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My feline muse and editor cometh back for tuna… and to complain about the new neighbours *LOL *.

Okay, so I’m a tad of a maverick or revolutionary. To me, nothing is impossible, just probable or improbable. I never listen to the supposed experts – what sells, who’s proven and who’s not.
Face it, if these blokes and birds were that bright and brilliant then why can’t they sell what’s in front of them instead of making it sell – able? It’s clear  by how often they’ve gotten it wrong – obvious examples being 150 years prior when a female was told she couldn’t write a really good horror story, a former head of the department of the Oxford English Literature Department’s story about a wee person in a fantasy setting was impossible to sell and recently a story about a boy wizard coming of age and beating a powerful villain in his quest for a peaceful life was an absurd idea that could never be sold.  Yup, never tell me what can and can’t be – that’s not my world.
I never sweat the details as kids say. My concentration is on scribing the story in my heart via the language and imagination of my mind. Write! That’s what is advised or observed the most by my contemporaries. So, that’s what I do. That’s my job in life. Write. Be the fireside teller of tales in my heart and let the story be heard, read and told.
How difficult can that be? Yeah, there are moments of typing errors and such, it happens to we humans. Then again, no one just comes with perfect anything these days – especially grammar.
I simply know that the readers of my tales will be able to envision the story unfolding and enjoy it for what it is – not nit – pick or be condescending, patronising or spewers of bile, vitriol and arm chair criticism. True builders and producers never destroy. How can they ever accomplish anything? When it comes to being an author – consider twice and type as often as need be.
You’ll always find the words. Have patience with yourself and let what you want to say or be read flow from within..

For now, Adieu

~ The Pirate Poet