E-Book Giveaway…

As the title suggests I am giving away Ebook copies of my first novel ‘Cider Lane: Of Silences and Stars’ on Kindle this week.  (Follow the link to read more.)

This is for one week only, or five days technically as the offer ends at midnight on Friday. I am doing it in the somewhat vainglorious hope that it will help to get a few more reviews on Amazon (because another 5 reviews will put the novel past the 20 review barrier on .co.uk and a few more for the .com version.)

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Also, I decided to make this one off offer, because having spent a year or so writing the novel in the first place and a couple of years promoting it, I have reached the point where I just want as many people as possible to read it and don’t greatly care about making any money from the novel. Not that I ever expected to make much or indeed cared about making money from it. If you get into writing purely to make money, you’re doing it for the wrong reasons and probably on a hiding to nothing.

This is, however, the one and only time I will do this because I value the little slither of my soul that Cider Lane represents a little too much to just give it away all the time.

So, please take the opportunity to grab a copy if you wish, and if you are of a mind after reading it to post an Amazon review, please do so.

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Strontium Dogs…

I grew up, back in the 80’s, reading 2000AD. Dredd, Rogue Trooper, Holo Jones, Bad Company, The A.B.C. Warriors, The VC’s, Nemesis the Warlock and all the rest informed my humour, my writing and my love of what sci-fi at its best can be. Stories about the human condition told through the fantastic, the futuristic and on occasion the truly bizarre.  Future shocks taught me of the art of the short story, while the others taught me the scope of the epic. I grew up with 2000AD, but 2000AD grew up with me at the same time, as I have written about before in an earlier blog post celebrating its 2000th issue last year. As I wrote then:

Johnny Alpha, Strontium Dogs main character’s back story was developed into an epic that looked at racism and fascists through the lens of mutants and the Keelers. Doing that most subversive of things, educating young minds while entertaining them. Much of my own abhorrence of racism and the far right I can trace back to reading 2000AD and the long-running ‘Portrait of a Mutant’ Not bad for a strip that started bout as a bounty hunter western set in space.

Which brings me to the point of this particular post, for while I love Dredd and 2000AD with a passion, it was ‘Strontium Dog‘ that brought me to the party in the first place. Johnny Alpha and Wulf were the characters that kept me reading ‘Starlord‘ the comic in which they were the mainstays past the first issue. I had flirted with other comics before, Battle, Eagle, Marvel, DC and others, but Starlord stuck with me, and I stuck with it, because of Strontium Dog.

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John Wagner and Carlos Ezquerra created in the stories of Johnny and Wulf a western in space. This is back before ‘Firefly’ had even crossed the mind of a young Josh Weldon. It was a diamond of an idea, mutant bounty hunters forced into a life on the fringe, hated by the society they served, derided by the ‘norms’. They could rock up at some settlement beset by outlaws and take the bad guys out, only to be run off afterwards as ‘mutie scum’. Yet somehow Johnny Alpha strove to be above the hand that was dealt him.

Portrait of a Mutant’ remains one of the finest pieces of storytelling in any medium, as I alluded to in the passage above.  It taught me more than any history lesson could about the rise of fascism and the lure it has in creating scapegoats for all the problems people face. Lessons as valuable today in a world that seems to be edging towards the right of the political spectrum more than at any time since the 1930’s. Yet the full sweep of the Strontium Dog stories are all filled with the same humour, humanity and wonder.

Johnny Alpha remains my hero because I can relate to him more than Dredd. While I love Dredd’s world and the stories within it, ‘Old Stoneface’ himself is the establishment figure, an archetype fascist in some regards. While Dredd himself is a benevolent dictator, treating all equally for his vision of the greater good as represented by ‘The law’, he walks a hard line all the same, and his society is oppressive in the extreme, and his fellow Judges are often far from benevolent. Alpha, on the other hand, is not the establishment figure, but a man trying to make his way in the universe. Trying to do what he deems to be right, look out for the little guy, and push back against the man. As a character, he is more directly relatable than old Joe. If I wanted to emulate anyone growing up, it was Johnny. Which is why I was utterly thrilled to find out the guys who made Judge Minty (also well worth a watch) had made a Strontium Dog film.

Stephen Green and Steven Sterlacchini have managed, just as they did with Judge Minty, to take the vision of the comics and bring them to the screen. It holds true to all the little details as well, the Doghouse and the SD agents that fans will recognise. Durham Red and her little pointy teeth, Mc Nulty and his bumps, even Harvey the odious one behind his desk. The feel of the original comics is there in the settings and the western vista’s, the villain’s arrogant excesses, the beggar be the side of the road. All through it feels like the comics and that is part of the joy, you can see and feel it is made by fans.

It is, therefore, an utter joy, which is the only reason for this post if I am honest because sometimes you just need to share the awesome. My hat goes off to them both Stevens and everyone else involved…

Even if you have never heard of the doghouse, the search and destroy agency and old Johnny eyes…  This is a twenty-minute wonder everyone should see, and Hollywood could learn a lot from…

http://www.strontiumdogfanfilm.com/

EDIT 1/10/18

Carlos Ezquerra Died today at the age of 70, As artist and co-creator of Strontium Dog his creations and art have been a huge influence on my life. May he rest in peace, and know that he, like his art will live on in the hearts of his fans around the world

Mark

 

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Selfish desires and taxation…

I am better off financially than a great many of my friends, I have a full-time job and earn more money than I need to live comfortably. If the Tories don’t win the election, I may have to pay a little more tax under a Labour or ‘as an eternal optomist’ Liberal government…
Ultimately this will mean I may have to wait another week or so before buying another guitar to hang on my wall with the rest of them…

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In return for me being unable to buy another guitar ‘to hang on my wall’ for a week or so, the friends of mine who are currently struggling to pay bills, to put food on the table without going to food banks, to cover the cost of rent, and just to get by week to week, stand half a chance of a government that cares about them, and whom, by taking a little more off me, will actually do something to help them.
These are not people ‘scrounging’ on the dole with just no interest in having a job. These are hard working people who just don’t earn very much, struggling to get by and feed their families… Struggling to feed their families… just think about that for a moment. 

To quote a simple statistic from the Trussel Trust

  • Over 1,182,000 three day emergency food supplies given to people in crisis in past year – 436,000 to children

The UK, in case you’re unaware, is one of the largest and most successful economies in the world, yet families are struggling to feed themselves…

Foodbanks and their growing use is just one issue, but of all the issues you should consider when you vote, are the poor getting enough to eat should probably be fairly high on your agenda.

Frankly, I can survive without the cash to buy another guitar to hang on the wall without waiting for a week or so to save up the money. If that is I end up paying a little more tax every month. And I will not mind if that is the case if it is to help those in society who are worse off,  because I am quite frankly a lot better off than most people… I am not rich by any stretch of the imagination, but I sure as hell ain’t poor and living hand to mouth, with an empty hand…


Of course, if you would rather have a little bit more money in your own pocket at the expense of the poorest please by all means vote Tory in the coming election… I believe in democracy and the will of the people. But 
I can not do so, because I would sooner be able to look my friends in the eye when they talk about using food banks and struggling to get by because the few benefits they have, having been slashed.

I would rather pay a little more tax, so when I talk about the new guitar I have just hung on the wall, I do not feel guilty that I spend money, I have more than enough of, on things I don’t need, while they fall deeper into debt just to get through the week. I don’t want to look at my new Epiphone, a beautiful cherry red ES 339 hanging on the wall and feel guilty that I can afford such a thing because I live under a low tax, fuck the poor, government.  

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In the end, it comes down to who do you think about when you vote. Yourself or the society you live in.
I would sooner vote for myself to pay a little more tax and have fewer guitars, in return for living in a nation where the poor, the less able, the unfortunate and those who frankly are less lucky than myself to have a better life.
So, #taxthereasonablywelloffwedontmind
which is a terrible hashtag, but you get the point.

I should add, I have a lot of guitars, I hang them on my walls and occasionally pick them up and strum away at them. I can’t play them for toffee, and they are utterly wasted in my hands, but I buy them anyway because I can. And if I paid 2% more tax, or 5% or 10% come to that, I still could not play them. I could also still afford to buy them, I would just feel less guilty about doing so. So perhaps this is an entirely selfish concept, I want to be taxed more so I feel better about myself, but hell if the poorest in society are better off because of my selfish desire to feel better then it’s win win …

 

Links that you should read before you consider voting…

https://www.trusselltrust.org/2017/04/25/uk-foodbank-use-continues-rise/

https://www.theguardian.com/society/2017/feb/03/cut-to-disability-benefits-may-make-return-to-work-harder-claim-mps

 

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Further words of wisdom…

In keeping with the last post more wisdom from renown members of the craft. In this case famous writers on the subject of characters… If I am totally with any of them here, I would like to think it is with Joss Weldon.

 

Kurt Vonnegut:  Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.

Robert McKee:  The finest writing not only reveals true character, but arcs or changes that inner nature, for better or worse, over the course of the telling.

Alice Hoffman: After a while, the characters I’m writing begin to feel real to me. that’s when I know I’m heading in the right direction.

Joss Whedon: I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I’m afraid of.

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Stephen King: I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose.

Been Weeks: Weak characters make for weak stories.

Ernest Hemingway: When writing a novel a writer should create living people; people not characters. A character is a caricature.

Barbara Taylor Bradford: The character is the plot of the novel. Character is destiny.

Trueman Capote: You can’t blame a writer for what the characters say.

 

 

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Words of Wisdom#1

If you have read much of my blog in the past, or just follow me on facebook or twitter you will know I like a good quote or two about writing from established masters of the art. They are generally, informative, helpful, or just amusing. So going to do a short series of posts on these words of wisdom from authors and writers I admire.

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The first bunch and often they endorse the same, ‘write what you want‘ mentality I have spoken of before and try to use as a guide to my own work.

 

Neil Gaiman: The main rule of writing is that if you do it with enough assurance and confidence, you’re allowed to do whatever you like.

Chuck Palahniuk: Write something that people might not “enjoy” but will never forget.

Sylvia Plath: The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt

Michael Moorcock : Ignore all proffered rules and create your own, suitable for what you want to say

P.D. James:  Write what you need to write, not what is currently popular or what you think will sell.

 

Of the bunch, the Moorcock quote is my favourite …

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The Tree: The Complete Lovecraft #18

Some stories just chime with your inner soul. They cut to the quick, and speak to you in ways others don’t. Even different stories by the same author can get to you in different ways, some you might love, some you might be ambivalent about, and some you may even hate. Once in a while, though a story comes along that cuts past all the rest. One that stays with you and wanders back across your mind days, weeks even years later. The story you’ll go back to again and again, be it a grand epic such as Stephens Kings ‘Dark Tower‘ or something smaller yet perfect like Tolkien’s ‘The Hobbit’ or Gaiman’s ‘Neverwhere’, or just a short story that echoes within you and your mindset, that says something to you that is true or at leats a truth of a kind. Lovecraft’s ‘The Tree’ is one that does it for me every time…

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It is far from one of his more famous works, far from the strangest, it’s possible even far from the best-written. Its central tale is a little prosaic, and it certainly isn’t horror, though it contains a few horror elements in its makeup. It certainly lacks the eldritch grotesquery of some tales or the unsettling quality of others. It is nothing more in many ways than a study in human nature, human subtext, and the power of a lie, of concealing a truth even in its climax, that twists context on itself. Indeed the most powerful thing about this story is just that, it is a lie, told by one who does not understand the untruth in his words, so that the reader has to come to his or her own revelation in the end. If someone was to read it at nothing but face value, then the ending would make no sense at all. In short, it is a clever little tale that demands it’s readers are reading with their intellect engaged. Which is why I hold it in such high regard.

‘The Tree’ is no unique in this regard, lots of fiction requires it’s readers to think as they read and consider the subtext. But few writers, and fewer still tales, do it with such eloquence and even contemptuous calculation. It is in that a rare gem indeed. Demanding a cynism of its reader, or perhaps just exploiting the cynic within him.

The tale takes us back to ancient Greece and tells us of two friends, Kalos and Musides, both masters of the art of sculpture, who though wildly different in personality and tastes share a common bond. Both are lauded by all, and neither would claim mastery of the other. They even share a home so close is their friendship. Then the Tyrant of Syracuse invited Kalos and Musides to compete in the creation of “a wonder of nations and a goal of travellers”. Reasoning that the two masters we strive against each other to create the greater work. Which indeed they do, though to hear the tale told there is none of the usual traits of rivalry between them and their friendship remains as strong as ever. But as they work Kalos fall ill with a beguiling wasting sickness much, to hear the narrator tell it, to the dismay of Musides who nurses him throughout his long illness but Kalos wastes away to the strange affliction and dies in time. He asks to be buried with olive twigs near his head though his friend wants to make him an elaborate tomb. Musides follows his friends wishes and Kalos is buried with the olive twigs in the garden of their home and over time a tree begins to grow above his grave. A strange and far from a normal tree.

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We are told throughout of the great love between the two men, of how Musides becomes morose and strangely tempers as his friend wastes away. After his friend dies he pours his energy into in sculpture, determined to create his masterpiece as much, he claims, for the memory of his friend. he is, however, a changed man, still dark humoured and angry with the world, and the strange tree grows as he works, an odd sinister aspect to its nature, that seems to scare Musides, though none can fathom why.

The lie is there, plain to see, yet kept hidden and dismissed throughout the tale. Which is why I love it so much. but I’ll not spoil the lie by telling the truth of it here. It’s a tale that needs to be read to be appreciated in my opinion.

Oddly enough Lovecraft did not share my appreciation for this tale.  “if typed on good stock make excellent shelf-paper, but little else.” is his own somewhat damning summary of its worth.  But then a tale owe as much to its reader as its writer sometimes. This one speaks to the cynic in me. Which make it fitting it is set in ancient Greece…

In case you can not guess its a whole six tentacles from me for this one. A whole squid if I am honest. I can not say you will enjoy it in the way I do, or love it as much as I do, in this case, it is all down to the reader’s view of the world…

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Further Lovecraftian witterings 

 

 

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Hate ain’t working…

 

A couple of months ago I watched a BBC documentary on the KKK, an organisation whom I will happily admit I despise on principle. Which was also the viewpoint that was taken by the filmmakers, who rightly held little sympathy for the views expressed by the subjects of the documentary. But then it’s hard to have much sympathy for a man who is looking on with pride, as his 4-year-old dons a white hood and starts shouting ‘WHITE POWER’ while making the kind of salutes that were popular in Germany in the 1930’s. It’s not easy to hold much sympathy for a group of people who burn crosses and speaking of the need for a race war. It’s even harder to hold much in the way of sympathy when you know your one of the very liberal left that the KKK despises almost as much as they despise people of colour. These are not my people, in any way, shape or form.

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I hate racists, for many reasons, but mostly I hate them on the very simple principle. I have been rob, threaten, insulted and treated like crap by far more white people in my life as people of colour, because I have met a lot more of them. People are people, and arseholes are arseholes. The colour or creed of a person has no influence on their ability to be an arsehole. If I dislike people, if I hate people, it’s down to the things they do, not the colour of their skin, or for that matter, which the particular fictional sky god they happen to pray to.

Hate is perhaps a strong word. It is, however, a natural reaction and a very human reaction, to hate what you don’t understand. Just as it is natural to feel threatened by something or someone you don’t understand. That, ironically, is the real crux of the problem I have with racists.

I don’t understand them because I don’t understand how you can hate a race or a people because they are different from you. You see… Irony. I am caught in my own loop. I hate the people who hate because I don’t understand them and the seed of their hate is fear, derived in part from them not understanding the people they hate…

It’s hard to find sympathy for the members of the KKK. For racists in general. Just as it is hard not to hate them, and in doing so fall into the same trap, just from a different direction. Hate is alluring, it compels you into its web, like a spider beckoning at your with one leg while it prepares to pounce with the other seven. Hating them without understanding the reasons for their hatred and the source of their rhetoric is just as dangerous and as foolish as the hatred that drives them.

And, there are reasons for their hatred, there are always reasons for hate, reasons why people end up in right wing organisations. Just as there are reasons why people end up in left-wing organisations. Often with the same irony, these reasons are much the same.

An example in the BBC documentary was one of the main subjects of that documentary a man called Ralph. Ralph grew up through the South Carolina school system. The high school he went to because of where he grew up was 80% black. As a minority within the school, he was treated, at least to his mind, badly by the black majority. Bullied and isolated by the colour of his skin. The school itself was poor and devoid of resources which only made the divisions within it stronger. Under-investment in a majority Black school left the white minority even more isolated. Resentment can breed quickly when you are the other, and in that situation that is exactly what he was. It’s not entirely surprising that a young man going through the system and feeling like the outsider graduates towards those who tell him he is under threat. Those who offer the protection of the group. His views on race and race relations are informed by his environment in other words. And sure it is easy to say he should have risen above all that. That it is no excuse for racism and hatred. But sitting in our ivory towers and looking down on him and his choices doesn’t solve anything.

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There is the important thing we need to consider when we chose to hate racists. They’re, despite how much we would like to paint them such, not stupid. Or at least no more stupid than the next bunch of people you come across. They are not all ill-educated knuckle dragging morons. They are just as much products of society as we are. Their attitudes and opinions are likewise a product of society. Affirmative action and education are not enough, in a society where racism is rife actions on both sides of the line, the status quo ultimately feeds the hatred. And hating racists for their ideas and beliefs doesn’t work. Hating the haters just feeds the hate at the end of the day. We need to understand why they hate and try, no matter how difficult it may be, to have some sympathy for what made them haters first. If we can ever hope to overcome racism.

In Ralphs case, had his school been a little better funded. Had it worked harder to include everyone, and prevent the sides been drawn, perhaps he would not have ended up being the father of a four-year-old in a white hood. Starting a whole new generation down the same nasty road…

Perhaps then I would not find myself drive to hate Ralph for what he stands for…

And back to irony…

 

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Reviews for Passing Place

While I seldom post reviews of my own work on my blog, it is occasionally a worthwhile exercise, and as people have been nice enough to write I really should. As such here are the a few of the current Amazon reviews for Passing Place. Or as it may also be called, look these people enjoyed my novel, so would you, so give it a try…

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5.0 out of 5 stars A journey to nowhere and everywhere. Loved it…

By F. de Vocht on 26 Sept. 2016
Format: Paperback Verified Purchase
This book is an (unexpected) gem as far as I am concerned. I read the writer’s first book as well, which was also an enjoyable read, but this one fitted a lot better with the genre I normally read. It’s a very interesting mixture of fantasy, horror, a doorman with a past, a club with a forest attached, an engaging personal journey…all mixed with a bit of suspense.
…oh, and there is a cat. An odd one…
In summary, it combines many different things with a story that goes nowhere and everywhere, and I will be waiting impatiently for the sequel….

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Format: Paperback
This is Mr Hayes second novel…
There’s more than a touch of the Neil Gaiman, who gets a nod when one of his characters makes a cameo appearance.
The concept is rather nice… I don’t want to give too much away, but a strange bar requiring a piano player meets a man on the edge of desperation… With sundry encounters and many tales (and indeed tails) along the way.
A favourite character of mine is the doorman, and his back story is very interesting indeed.
I enjoyed this book and look forward to the next.
4.0 out of 5 stars A nice touch of the mysterious
By Pitbadger on 12 Sept. 2016

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5.0 out of 5 starsA book not to pass on

By Robert Treadwell on 21 Feb. 2017
Format: Paperback
The passing place is Mark Hayes second published book but the writing and the depth of book would no hint at this.
The story slowly tells the tell of a man looking for himself and comes across the place that we all need at some point in our lives – a place where we can pull up a chair and tell our life stories around a fire and bounce off each other. The author draws you into the stories and you can’t put the book down as you want to discover the next twist and turn, who will appear next and what is their story and how did they come to be passing through.
The author is able to change pace as well as type be it horror or sci fi or fantasy and still keep you drawn into the web of the story.

Highly recommend that you dip your toe into the paddling pool of works of this author – and before you know it you are up to your neck and swimming in a rich sea of worlds that touch ours.
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Amazon.com: 5.0 out of 5 stars
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Mr. Hayes reached deep in his soul to produce … 27 Sept. 2016
By Katie S – Published on Amazon.com
Format: Kindle Edition
Mr. Hayes reached deep in his soul to produce this read and a philosopher emerged, spinning a tale that takes us alongside the main character, Richard, whose grief presents reality in a questionable light. This is not my usual genre (slightly dark fantasy), but I have to say I was blown away by the in-depth look into the human psyche. A highly enjoyable 5 star read.

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The choice illusion

It’s an old trick, a good one, one with many variations, many names, but its all the same trick. A trick that hangs on the same guiding principle, creating the illusion of choice. the illusionist can pull this off with one person, a small group, in a club, a theatre, on TV, hell with an audience of the whole world. Ask the right questions and you can guide the outcomes. Let me run you through it. Suspend your disbelief for a moment, because I have just told you everything you really need to know about the trick and how it works, so forget this first paragraph and let me write something down on this piece of paper while you open that brand new deck of cards for me, Marko the Marvelous magician extraordinaire…

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Marko…   draws something on rd on a piece of paper, folds it in half and sticks it in his hatband where everyone can see it “open the pack and split the cards into red and black, just throw out the joker’s for now, we won’t need them.”

Audience… splits the desk by colour and hands the jokers to Marko who throws them away. Then places the cards as instructed in two piles.

Marko… “Okay then, pick a pile, and remember to watch the cards…”

Audience…  points at one

Marko…  turns other the half the audience picked “the blacks, okay then that just leave us with red cards,, hearts and diamonds,, divide them up by suit.” then he throws the black cards behind himself.

Audiance… divides up the deck once more 

Marko… “Okay then, pick for me, hearts or diamonds?…”

Audiance…. “Hearts”

Marko… “Okay, that just leaves us with diamonds then…”  he pick up the heart and throws them the way of the black cards, “Now Let’s get rid of the picture cards as well while were at it as we can’t really divide them..” he picks up the diamonds and sorts of the jack, queen and king and throws them away too “Now lets see, how can we do this, I know split them into odds and evens.” hands the deck back to the audience member. 

Audiance…  split the cards into two piles once more.  

Marko …  palms both piles and moves them about a bit, dropping them and picking them up, Nothing fancy then puts his finger on one pile and says “What do you think odds or evens?”

Audience…  thinks for a moment, knowing there is a trick going on and trying to second guess it, then says “Odds”

Marko…  turns over the pile, its evens, he shrugs ” Oh well not to worry,” he says as he throws them behind himself and the asks the audience to pile the pile into highs and lows. Then does the same dancing little shuffle of the two decks and puts a finger down on one pack “So what do you think this time highs or low?”

Audience… thinks some more, mildly disappointed they got it wrong the last time. Then says “Low”

Marko… turns over the two card pile, and brightly says ” Your right.” smiling. 

Audience.. smiles back, they got the choice right. a little “Yay” even gets exclaimed.

Marko… throws away the high cards and “So just the five and the three left…” folds each slightly and dances them over the table then ” This time you pick, put your finger on a card.” The audience does just that and Marko says... ” So which do you think it is the five or the three?”

Audience … thinks for a moment then says “Five…”

Marko… pick up the other card and looks at it, Smiles and says “Your right it is, which leaves us with this one, the three of diamonds”  he turns over the card, as the Audiance member smiles having made the right choice…       

Then Marko takes the piece of paper out of his hatband reveals…

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So did you spot it, did you see the trick, the slight of hand, the slip and slide. If you didn’t then you should read it again because the trick is right there for you to see. It’s less impressive written down than with a real magician doing it. Easier to see passed the smiling face, fast hands and quick words, but it’s a trick that has been around for centuries, and fools people every day. Variations of it are everywhere. Sometimes the piece of paper with the cards name is in the hatband, sometimes it’s painted on the underside of an aeroplane that will fly over at just the right moment. Or perhaps written in icing on a child’s birthday cake. It doesn’t matter, the trick always ends the same way.

The trick is not the card, or the piece of paper, or the magician’s smile. It’s simply this, make the audience think they are making choices, that their actions influence the cards discarded, and that their decisions lead to the three of diamonds. That the magic lay in Marko the Marvellous knowing somehow which card they would choose ahead of time by some secret art taught to him by the learned.

Rather than Marko never letting them make a choice, indeed, making every choice for them, steering them down a path he knows they will follow, because its not the cards we should have been watching, but the choices we were bene given.

Magicians have done this down the ages, but they are amateurs when it comes to this trick. The real trick being described above, the one pulled off all the time, everyday in fact, is called politics. And politicians are so much better at convincing people they are making decisions and making a choice that has some influence on the outcome than magicians ever are. We all know magicians are frauds even though we go along with the trick most of the time. Yet somehow we keep convincing ourselves the same is not true of others who offer us the pretence of a choice while they stack the game for the outcome they design.

And that, in all honesty, is my opinion of the Brexit referendum and the American election come to that…

 

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The rules of good writing…

There are a great many rules when it comes to good writing. Many a word count has been written explaining them in infinitesimal detail. Generally, however, the best way to explain the rules is with a little humour. Humour being generally the best way to make a serious point or two at any time. So here is the list of do’s and don’t that should be pinned to the wall above of every writer’s desk some days…

  • 1. Avoid Alliteration. Always.
  • 2. Prepositions are not words to end sentences with.
  • 3. Avoid cliches like the plague. They’re old hat.
  • 4. Comparisons are as bad as cliches.
  • 5. Be more or less specific.
  • 6. Writers should never generalise.
  • Seven. Be consistent.
  • 8. Don’t be redundant; don’t use more words than necessary; it’s highly superfluous
  • 9. Who needs rhetorical questions?
  • 10. Exaggeration is a million times worse than understatement
  • 11. Avoid carefully, prudently and judiciously the overuse of adverbs
  • 12. Avoid writing lists

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