Tw questions I kept asking were, did I miss my vocation - www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/did-i-miss-my-vocation-in-life when I was in the Royal Air Force?
If I did miss my vocation would I have been content to be just a Priest, or would it have been possible to do better things - www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/the-day-billy-graham-came-to-bristol - in the name of our Lord.
Those questions I cannot answer, and they raise the question of what type of Priest would I have been www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/i-wonder-what-type-of-preacher-i-may-have-been?
Certain things I can say for certain is that I would not have allowed my church to be desecrated by either the marriage of a celebrity for publicity as in the case of the second marriage, after a secret marriage, by Justin Bieber. I don't care what his wife says, if she wanted a church marriage why get married in secret then in church if not for th celebrity craze of saying the Lord helped me make the decision?
Nor would I have permitted the use of fairground attractions in my church as some churches have these days these antics make me concerned about what will happen next - www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/whatever-next?
I am certain if the church wanted to depict people falling from grace to sin there are young painters who would have leapt at the opportunity, and by paying them the church would have done a Christian act rather than taken itself into a tawdry situation.
Nobody wants you.
While I was trying to get a contract for my books, there were no genuine offers, and yet this morning I had an email offering me the opportunity to enter a romance film writing contest at a discounted price.
The first irony is that I cannot afford any more expenses as I am not selling e-books. The second irony is I am no longer writing.
I have tried to enter this type of contest several times with no success, so there is no point in even thinking about the competition even if I could afford the outlay.
Support your local farms.
Farm Aid is an American idea to support the local farming communities; this is something I do as far as I can here in the UK.
I realize we can't afford big festivals like these, but with the money we save with Brexit, we can help our farmers, fishermen and UK industries.
I used to buy from the farmer's markets when I lived in Lac La Biche, Alberta.
Hell yeah, some of my best friends are rednecks and proud of the fact.
World Book Day
Over the past decade, there have been instances when I did consider turning several of my e-books into paperback; the only issue I have is that as e-books they never sold.
If people are not willing to spend a few cents on an e-book to keep me writing, what chance is there of selling a paperback version?
Twitter is the only site that helps promote my stories.
As I have been writing online for over a decade, I have come to some conclusions about the sites that worked best for me; despite my trepidations for many years, I concluded that Twitter is the only site that is helping me.
You can forget Google, and Facebook only works for big business or promoting Muslim terrorist videos; the only two that did work for me are RebelMouse and StumbleUpon, but as they are now paying sites I can't afford another outlay.
Before the success of Forgestriker.
Years before I earned my rep for science fiction with my Forgestriker series www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/how-great-thou-art, I started a project called The Word.
The concept started because I am concerned about the lack of reading the modern generation does when you compare it with how many use game apps for their Ipads.
A group called The Word are trying to fight to win the minds of the young back to reading and away from the dependence on the games provided by their enemy - The Game Lords.
This project has been ongoing for several years - on and off - I came across some old files today on a USB stick I thought I'd lost, and found that when I stopped the story (for the second time), I had written over 100 pages; making this series my longest book by a long way.
This story is a long way from where I would consider ending it, I am considering going ahead with the story, if only for something to do when I am not being a virtual tourist www.alsdominion.co.uk/the-reading-room/my-life-as-a-virtual-tourist.
Along with the central theme I had considered two side projects linked to the concept; one was about a man who risks his life to bring the Indie Writers works into the light of the readers, and the other was about a group of people who were seeking out lost works by unknown writers from the past,
I started the series on my Google blog but gave up because I was writing more paragraphs a week than I was getting readers, the second time I wrote the series was for my old channel on Disqus, again, I stopped for lack of response from readers.
The story has nothing to do with dragons; I used this image as it is one I would have used if I was going to write a dragon short story collection www.alsdominion.co.uk/the-reading-room/there-be-dragons.
An amusing story.
My wife reminded me of an incident during my days with RAFG.
She got up from her nap not long ago, and couldn't recall if it is night or day as it is black outside.
I did that one Winter's day at RAF Laarbruch; as it was winter I went to work in the dark, being a photographic processor I worked in a dark room, and as we had cooking facilities in our area I usually ate with my workmates; then I would go to the mess and head back to barracks.
I'd arrive back in my room not having seen daylight, during the winter this was the "norm."
On the day in question, I entered my room, and as usual, I switched my light on, this time instead of reading - BFBS TV was useless in those days - I fell asleep.
Some while later I woke to find it was 11:00; my first thought was "Shoot, am I in the doghouse for this!"
Gathering my senses, I looked out to see what the weather was, to find it was pitch black. It took me a few minutes to realize I had only been asleep for a few hours.
Like a fine wine some ladies age beautifully.
I cannot understand why film and TV producers fixate on the perception that mature ladies are not as sexually attractive as the younger ones. In my opinion, I'd say it is the opposite, but there again to me being beautiful is more about aging gracefully and having a pleasant personality than just having a sweet face.
As Hannah said in my book www.amazon.com/dp/B075BJH2D2 "Are trees that have aged with the winds not as attractive as young saplings?"
Does anybody care?
The title of my ghost story could also be the title for my life in the decade when I tried to sell my e-books.
One thing I did learn from the last decade is that no matter how many people read my FREE BLOG it amounts to zilch for sales of my work.
The bottom line here reads - to blog or not to blog - who cares?
I have no need for a passport.
My passport ran out this month, and as I do not need to replace it, this will be another sign of my mental decline as the Department for Works and Pensions have taken so much money from this year that even if I needed a passport, I could not afford to replace mine.
All I can say is that I am thankful for being able to remain a virtual tourist - www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/a-virtual-tourist and www.alsdominion.co.uk/the-reading-room/a-change-that-is-not-for-the-better