My Short Story The Oldcastle Murder Club Is In This Week’s Woman’s Way!

 

 

My short story entitled The Oldcastle Murder Club appeared in this week’s Woman’s Way. It is a murder mystery with the setting been where I grew up, Oldcastle. I never had written a story that I got published in Oldcastle so it was nice to get to. I loved writing it and I loved the characters especially Clara, Oisin and Cillian.

 

The story will be on sale until the next issue comes in on Tuesday. 🙂

Short Story: The Weekend

Whenever I hang out with Andy I feel like my blood pressure is going to explode. Sometimes I wonder why I do it to myself but when you are friends with someone and they are the brother of someone it takes a lot to say no. You can’t always be washing your hair after all. But as an open-minded pansexual man it takes a lot of strength to go for the weekend to see my bestie Jim’s bigoted brother who has a bigotry against anyone who isn’t a white heterosexual cisgender man. The fact that I’m slightly in love with Jim is the reason I’m sitting in the passenger seat of Jim’s car on a lovely sunny Friday afternoon making the hellish journey to see the bigot who doesn’t like to be called or thought of as a bigot. What a surprise! Most bigots don’t like to after all. It’s apparently his religion or whatever the latest excuse he can dig up is. Jim has 98FM on as we continue along.
“Andy’s new wife Alma will be there. She’s nice.”, Jim informs me.
“Cool.”, I reply although I’m secretly wondering if Alma is as evil as her new husband.
Jim seems to sense this.
“They have their beliefs …”
“Did I say they didn’t?”
“No but when Andy says things you get into it with him. He’s entitled to think what he wants. It’s freedom of speech.”
“Those old chestnuts. I’m entitled to think what I want too and last time I looked I had freedom of speech too. So if Jim wants to say something and I say something back to him, what’s the problem exactly?”
“But you could let it go.”
“Jim, I’m pansexual and normal-thinking. I couldn’t let it go. Anyway why are you trying to shut me up? Isn’t your brother 36? Don’t let Andy face any consequences sounds like he’s 2 and in a playschool.”
“He doesn’t mean it. He doesn’t understand.”
“As I said, is he 2? Of course he understands. Look I adore you Jim but you haven’t got some sympathising eejit in this car with you. I have no problem with him been heterosexual …”
“But that’s different.”
“How is it different?”
“Because … because it just is.”
“What a great answer? It just is.”
“Heterosexuality was thought of as the one true norm …”
“Well it no longer is. The sacred cow has been dismantled. Look I’m not going to have a row out of nowhere with him but if he says something I’m not going to baby him. I’m not in the habit of doing that with men ten years older than me.”
“But it’s his religion.”
“And it’s my sexuality. At the very least mine exists.”
“Oh my god Ryan.”
“Oh my god what exactly Jim? Does he know you kissed me twice?”
“They were once-offs.”
“I’m aware. And I’m fine with that. But he’s not more important than me.”
“I didn’t say he was.”
“Yeah, you kind of did.”
“How?”
“Well he can say what he wants but if I challenge him then I’m a troublemaker. I would have thought when he unleashes his poison first that would mean he was the troublemaker.”
“Can’t you two just get along?”
“Not while you and him and Alma now are treating me like a second-class citizen?”
“We aren’t.”
“What are you all treating me as then?”
“Ryan, you are been too much about this.”
“My point proven.”
“What do you mean?”
“If I’m been too much standing up to someone having a problem with my sexuality who I have no problem with their sexuality then what exactly would you be saying? Jim, you want me to make compromises to him. What else would you be thinking?”
“Don’t be pulling the sexuality card. You know I love you man.”
“The sexuality card? There’s another old chestnut. Should be a fun weekend.”

When we arrive Alma has tea and buns on the table for us. Andy comes in and gives each of us a hug. I can see in his eyes that he doesn’t see me as Ryan. He sees as pansexual Ryan. So for the hell of it in my head I see him as heterosexual Andy. By 6pm when the tea is over, Andy is talking to me about the Bible. He’s quoting things about homosexuality been a sin, women should be submissive and protests are wrong. He asks me what I think? almost with eyes that say he wants to help.
I don’t need your help thanks very much mate. But I think you need a lot of help.
“I think it’s all shit Andy.”
He looks hurt.
“But this is the Bible. Came from God …”
“But did it really? I mean I’m more thinking somebody who was rejected for sex or something by someone in a minority group went home and ranted and raved.”
“You need to bring God into your heart …”
“I used to be Catholic. I always believed God didn’t write it anyway because a good person wouldn’t. Now that I’ve looked into Science more I’m seriously worried what type of yolk wrote it.”
Well he wanted to know what I thought.
“God can save you …”
“I don’t want to be saved.”
“This is what God taught …”
“I don’t want to be saved by a bigot … non-earthly or earthly.”
“That is blasphemy! God is your saviour!”
His veins are bulging out of his neck.
“He ain’t mine.”
You want to save someone pal, go and save some endangered animals. Send petitions with me on the web or something. Stop trying to save people who don’t need to be saved.
He forces himself to relax. He goes back to the good Christian act.
“You might end up in hell.”, he says with a serious face.
Out of politeness I don’t laugh.
“I don’t believe in it. Or heaven or purgatory. I think they are just things to try and rule how people live.”
“So you have a problem with Catholics?”
“Dude I haven’t a problem with anyone of any religion or lack of religion. I have a problem with people who are prejudiced of any religion or lack of religion. My ex boyfriend Carl was a Catholic. Not him or his family who were also Catholic had any problem with anyone. It’s funny how some people who are Catholic do and some people don’t, ain’t it? Same with older people. Some do, some don’t. It’s sad really how everyone sometimes is tarnished with been prejudiced when they may not be because so many put up shields.”
“I’m not prejudiced. It’s the sin, not the sinner.”
“Do you want my opinion?”
“I’ll listen.”
“With prejudice the sin shows you who the sinner is. But do I think they go to hell? No, there’s no justice. We all end up the same. Bones and grains of dust. A group of insects nibbling at our clothes if we are buried. All there is is now.”
And you won’t take my now away from me.
“Are you in love with my brother?”
An unexpected question. He’s left God and rejoined the earthly world.
“He’s a good friend …”
“Have you been corrupting him?”
Corrupting? Is he serious?
“I haven’t fucked him if that’s what your asking.”
I’d remember that! By god I would!
“He’s a good young man …”
“And if he was with me he wouldn’t be?”
“He needs to be led to the right path.”
For five seconds I stare. The right path? For another five seconds I wonder if I’m in the presence of an evil man or a man who is very unwell. I decide he’s both.
“There’s no such thing. Everything’s the right path.”
“In these modern times things have gone all wrong …”
“You’ve lost your power to decide peoples’ lives, is it?”
“Since our parents died, little Jim is all I have.”
“Little Jim is a man of 25 well capable of making his own decisions. Is that what scares you?”
“He has confessed to having strong immoral feelings for you.”
Halle-fucking-lujah! I’m so on a shocked high that the old bigot’s words are barely audible.
“Well they ain’t immoral but does he?”
“You have been changing my brother. He used to be a wholesome man …”
“Andy, people fall in love, people like sex. He didn’t stand in the way of you and Alma, why are you trying to stop his happiness? I will make him happy if he wants me.”
And I fucking love him too. That’s why I’m sitting here with you you plonker!
“It wouldn’t be right. You both need to learn the right way …”
“No, you need to learn the right way. Educate yourself. Learn that there is people different than you and that’s ok. Stop hiding behind that goddamn book and destroying your brother’s life in addition. He loves you. He wants you to be a proper older brother, a proper fucking adult but you can’t bring yourself to be. Everytime you have a problem you blame God. Heck, I have more respect for God than you and I don’t even believe in him. I am going to ask Jim to marry me. Maybe he’ll refuse out of loyalty to you but I’ll ask him.”
A voice came from behind the wall.
“I wouldn’t refuse.”
I looked up to see Jim looking from behind the wall of the room. He looked terrified.
“That’s why you wanted us to get along?”, I found myself saying.
I turned to Andy.
“If you could find it in your heart to try and accept …”
“No, stop. Ryan you don’t need to do that for me. Andy, I’m bisexual and I am in love with Ryan. It would be nice if you were alright with it. But you don’t need to be. I have hiding who I am, denying it to myself because you told me it was wrong. But I can’t do it anymore.”
“He made you this way …”
“He didn’t make me anything. He just made me realise who I am. You and Alma aren’t more right than us. Or anyone of any sexuality. Just different sexualities. If you think yous’ are that’s problems yous’ need to deal with. In the meantime I’m marrying my boy if he’ll still have me after pulling him down here so often.”
I’d have you no matter what.
“Ah I suppose I’ll still have you.”, I said casually and Jim laughed.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. While Andy was still trying to pull the tired old Christian act of keeping us up in the house despite what he called the “immorality” of it all, we left before the night was out to start our future together. Ah maybe it was a good weekend after all.

Indie Amazon Authors! Please Comment!

 

 

As an indie Amazon author, I have noticed that it is very difficult to get noticed. When I try to find indie books on Amazon it is quite difficult. This is a plead not as a writer but as reader. Obviously if you would like to purchase and read any of my books (I would be silly to say anything else! :-)) I would be very grateful but there is certainly no pressure on that. I was a reader long before I was a writer and I believe there is many brilliant books which don’t get the attention they deserve and which I am missing out on. As a reader that annoys me. I’m not blaming the company, I think it’s a fabulous service for indie authors, but indie books are hard to find. I’m not rich but if your book is between 99c and 1.29 I would like to read it and review it on here. If you are up for that, comment below. It may take time with finances and obviously giving your book due attention and reading time but I will read and review every suggestion. Let’s start an indie author’s book (or mini book at the least) revolution. We are not just writers for the sake of it. We are writers because we have to be. Let’s get rid of the stigma that anyone can be a writer. Let’s review each other’s work. If not mine, someone else’s on your blog. Just let’s get the work of unknown voices out there of the industry we love. Plug other writers work. I will start doing it to the best of my ability. Will you?

If you believe the same join me. Or comment with a link to a book by an indie author you think deserves attention. I will read their work even it takes time. Don’t lose faith in me. I will ignore no links to any work.

Amazon indie authors I want to read your work.

As indie authors we need to work together. Our work deserves a chance. Please join me. 🙂

My First Reviews On Google Play!

 

I have my first reviews up on Google Play. They are my reviews of Jordan Gray’s Platinum and the two remixes of the track which I purchased on there recently. Hoping Jordan will make the UK Top 40 tonight. She deserves to.

To read my reviews and the wonderful other reviews of the tracks go to:

https://play.google.com/store/music/album?id=B6rbyrl5sfgu7b57dkk7tww6udy&tid=song-T3hq5hkc63eiea3emjfpjak7lvm

https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Jordan_Gray_Platinum?id=Byg7lv6xkttunnoshw7zsckkjdm

https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Jordan_Gray_Platinum?id=Bffnopbx3spw4uy35jct3y6fsiu

My New Novel Love Is A Battlefield Is Now Available On Amazon!

 

My new novel Love Is A Battlefield is now available to purchase on Amazon. The story synopsis goes as follows:

Dan Fielding is the newest rising star in the horse racing world. Everyone is excited about his bright future – all except for the animal rights activists who regularly hold demonstrations at the racetracks. Things become complicated when he falls in love with animal rights activist Luke Murphy.

I loved writing it. Their love and their conflict. 🙂

To purchase the book go to:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01N6AGKL4

Or to purchase my other novels go to:

Blood

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01E4U2U54

The Night Train

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EQLLPPW

Or to purchase my childrens’ book go to:

Princess Roberta

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01G68FZ4K

Or finally to purchase my poetry collection go to:

Hearts: Pansexual Poetry Collection

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01F88D5OG

Thanks in advance if you purchase any of my work. And I hope if you do, you enjoy it. 🙂

My Poem Questions and Answers Appears In The Bray Arts Journal!

My sister and I went to the Bray Arts – Journal Launch on Monday which was part of this year’s Yarn Festival in The Mermaid Theatre in Bray. There was readings from the journal and complimentary wine and pretzels and it was a lovely night out. My poem Questions and Answers appeared in the journal. It is about all the stupid, ignorant prejudiced things said about pansexuality and answers to those insulting questions which was quite fun to write. 🙂 I have sent some other poems about pansexuality to the journal which hopefully might appear in later journals. It was as always lovely to be surrounded by so many wonderfully creative and talented people.

It was lovely as it was the night before my sister’s birthday so after we went for a few drinks to The Porterhouse pub in Bray which is always nice. Happy Birthday again Shar. Love you. 🙂

Thanks again to everyone at the Bray Arts Journal for once again giving my work such a wonderful platform amongst so many talented people. 🙂

To see the journal as well as past issues go to:

http://www.brayarts.net/JournalsPage.htm

Short Story: Ruby Shines

In celebration of Animal Day today, here is a short story I wrote called Ruby Shines. Hope you all like it. 🙂

 

 

The sun shone brightly down on Ruby’s fur. The Toy Fox Terrier rolled over in the grass as her owner Laura and Laura’s girlfriend Kelly appeared in the garden to join her. Laura was holding a packet of ham in her hand.
“Ruby can dance. I’m telling you Kelly she can.”
“This I’ve got to see!”, Kelly replied, playful sarcasm in her voice.
Laura rolled her eyes and took some ham from the packet. She handed the packet to Kelly and walked over to Ruby.
“Should I get some Popcorn?”
“You’ll be laughing the other side of your face! This little baby is the next Anna Pavlova! She’ll walk competitions!”
“Right.”, Kelly said, raising an eyebrow.
“We’re practicing the spin at the moment.”, Laura explained.
She showed Ruby the piece of ham and moved it around in a circle which Ruby followed.
“Laura babe, you can’t bring a packet of ham on the stage at competitions.”
“I know that! But this is how it’s done at the beginning. She’ll get used to the idea and she’ll spin when she sees the hand movement without the treat.”
“Are you sure?”
“That’s how Susan from the up the road’s Chihuahua done it. She makes a heap of money with that dog dancing school of hers. And anything Susan’s little Perry can do, this little one can do better!”
“Nothing like a bit of friendly community competition.”
“Who said it was friendly?”, Laura smiled.
“Why do you want to train her to dance? Is now the idea of a pet old-fashioned?”
“Because I need money for … well for something. Rubsy is my only option. I can’t sing, I can’t dance but because the dog can I’ll go a long way. Besides look at her, she’s cute when she spins. The winner of the dog dance competition each year wins 2,000.”
“Can she do anything else?”
“How did I know the mention of money would make you interested?! I’m working on getting her up on her hind legs to dance.”
Laura lifted another piece of ham over Ruby’s head. Ruby looked up at it. Kelly struggled to keep in laughter. Life with Laura was never dull at least, she thought.
“That trick might take slightly longer.”, Laura sighed.

The competition was drawing nearer. Laura, Kelly and Ruby went out to the park to see Ruby’s progress.
“She no longer needs the ham or the clicker to stand on her hind legs. She just follows the motion of my hand now. Watch.”
Laura raised her hands high over Ruby’s head. Ruby stood up on her hind legs and began to move around.
“She’s dancing.”
“It’s two weeks to the competition. I should hope she is.”
Laura and Ruby did their routine consisting of Ruby dancing on her hind legs, pushing her legs off Laura, spinning, jumping through Laura’s arms while she was on her hunkers and going around Laura’s legs.
“We’re dancing to Under The Sea from The Little Mermaid. I’m going to have her come out of a plastic shell at the beginning. Saved up for that. Ariel, eat your heart out, eh Rubsy?”

The day of the local dog dancing competition arrived. The judges were in place. Animated chatter rang around the venue. Kelly took her seat in the crowd. It was worse she thought to be the girlfriend of the performer than to be the performer. Laura had worked so hard with Ruby. She couldn’t bear for it to go wrong.
Soon it was time for Laura and Ruby to take to the stage. Kelly smiled down a comforting smile to Laura before she began. Once they got over the first tentative steps, everything else flowed together brilliantly. There was a standing ovation, thoughts of winning. That was before Susan and Perry came on to perform and when Perry jumped over Susan the dream was over. Still second was a good result.
“1,000 I never had.”, Laura smiled,
“At least now I can get an engagement ring.”
“A what?”, Kelly replied, in shock.
“You heard me. Will you marry me?”
“Yes. Of course I will.”
As they kissed, Ruby jumped up on their legs.
“I think in her own way she’s excited by the news.”, Kelly smiled.
“Something tells me when we become parents she won’t be! She’ll miss been spoiled by her Mammies!”
Kelly picked Ruby up.
“Well you’re our only little child for now petal.”, Kelly said, kissing her head as they walked from the venue.