Words on Writing Issue #2

I don’t like adverts.

The static types are fine. Or at least acceptable. Image. Text. Consume at your leisure. No, I mean those irritating inconsiderate interruptions that blare out twice as loud as anything you’re watching.

Not that I watch TV. Haven’t had a tele since the 1990s. YouTube on my laptop serves that function, though I don’t spend much time watching. But there are some documentaries, and certain videos. But whatever I’m watching, those unwanted ads are the pits.

There’s one in particular which has me grinding my teeth. It’s not terrifically loud and it’s not obnoxious, not really. But its message is based on a false premise. It’s for Reedsy.com: “The Best Editors Are On Reedsy.”

I don’t doubt the truth of that. But I do doubt their stated reason for the failure of self-published books. The ad doesn’t actually say that self-published books are badly edited, with ill-conceived covers. But it does imply that’s the reason they don’t sell. “They should have used Reedsy.”

I read a lot of self-published books. I’ve never found fault with their editing, neither developmental nor line editing. And believe me, I can be very picky. That’s not the reason self-published books fail. Lack of marketing is. And marketing is extremely difficult, and ultimately ineffective, without an adequate budget. And boundless energy. And a wide network of contacts.

Apologies for the rather long introduction, but it has delivered us to my problem.

How do I find a readership for my books?

I’m not looking for sales. I’m happy to give them away. Epubs. PDFs. Whatever.

But… here’s the main problem, first noticed when I uploaded The Spinner’s Game to Amazon/KDP back in 2020. Genre.

I write mythic fantasy.

Or do I?

In The Spinner’s Game, the protagonist and most of the main characters are banished divines. In our western culture that translates as fallen angels. Yet key-in fallen angels and Amazon will show you Paranormal Romance, Gothic Erotica or Paranormal Thrillers. That’s not what I write. Nothing like what I write.

Medieval churchmen believed that elves were fallen angels. Tolkien writes about elves. But if you search on Amazon for elves, you’ll find LOTR fanfic and high fantasy. If you search for fae, you’ll come up with stories based on Celtic folklore and/or mythology. Or, again, Paranormal Romance, Gothic Erotica or Paranormal Thrillers. That’s not what I write.

My banished divines do not conform to this image.

And I don’t write romances, or thrillers.

My stories are closer to whodunits but set in an ancient land that could have existed – if we don’t follow too closely two centuries of archaeological findings. A whodunit peopled in part by banished divines. But again, search for whodunits and you’re not going to find anything like my stories.

Back to this problem of mythic fantasy.

Quote from Servicescape’s ‘book-genre-encyclopedia’

“This subgenre of fantasy draws heavily from myth to create a unique blend of fantasy and folklore. It often includes gods or goddesses as characters or could be a retelling of older myths set in a fantasy world or the real world.”

I don’t draw on myths and neither do I retell them. But my stories are inspired by them. I like to twist them, turn them around, imagine the circumstances that resulted in this or that myth. And while within my created worlds there are myths, they’re not the myths that we know now. Maybe I do draw on myths?

Do my stories include deities as characters? I have to say yes to that, though neither the character nor the reader might know it. But the clues are there if you search.

Yet I doubt those readers of the mythic fantasies listed on Amazon would be satisfied with my non-conformist stories.

Could I list my books under a different genre? If so, which genre?

From the same Servicescape’s ‘book-genre-encyclopedia’:

Magical Realism “… refers to magic or the supernatural that is presented in an otherwise real-world or mundane setting.”

That does seem to cover it. Magical realism – but prehistorically set.

Yet that fails to cover the mythic element.

And now my head is whirling.

Perhaps I can solve this by listing my books under both Mythic Fantasy and Magical Realism? Overall, I think this self-discussion has gotten me nowhere.

Perhaps by the time I need to state my genre again, I’ll have unravelled the confusion. That won’t be until summer when I’m thinking of opening a Pinterest account (my head’s too busy at present to take on more).

I thank you for reading, and I’ll thank you again if you share your thoughts on any of this.

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Sunday Picture Post: City Streets

15th January 2026, we decide to do a ‘city walk’, our intention to follow the river that flows through the city – with the Wensum swans, the cathedral, green lawns and willows. But the weather destroys that hope. The forecast predicts heavy rain by 11:00 am. Arriving in Norwich at 8:30, we decide best is to keep closer to shops and cafes, plenty of places to shelter. So, here we go. Please join us

15th January 2026

🔼 Arriving at the bus station, we’re greeted by the stately head office of the former Norwich Union (now Aviva) 🔽 We decide to circle around the city centre, just beyond the newer shops, where the buildings have more character

15th January 2026

15th January 2026

🔼 Trees, rather bare at this time of year, but I like the patterns made by these white birch 🔽 In Chapel Field Gardens, a very old, very large, plane tree

15th January 2026

15th January 2026

A palimpsest of styles from different ages 🔼 A lane off St Giles, within a stone’s throw of the City Hall 🔽 ⏬ Tucked away off St Benedicts Street. Edging the river, here the Anglo-Saxons first settled

15th January 2026

15th January 2026

🔽 We glimpse the cathedral’s spire. But no time to explore that section of city. Rain drops are beginning to wet our heads

15th January 2026

15th January 2026

🔼 Into the main shopping centre now, my camera attracted by the reflections 🔽 Another collection of architectural styles, dictated by the years of their crafting

15th January 2026

15th January 2026

🔼 There’s no denying it now. Rain falls as we reach the market 🔽 Top of the market, eyes fixed on the magnificent church of St Peter Mancroft, here we will shelter

15th January 2026

Hope you enjoyed this somewhat different theme to our walks, dictated by the recent weather. Spring will return with flowers and sun. Until then, I continue to seek suitable subjects for my camera.

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A Rhythm With Clear Intent

Image credit: Talie Scrap vie Pixabay

Erspne threw and Detah caught
It wrenched her wrist, so awkward that
Not large, not small
Could have been Haldalda’s cook pot
Except those holes beneath its rim
There to secure the skin
Around its belly two rows of triangles
Advertised the rhythm’s intent
Upward pointing, downward dipping
A drum for raising sexual ferment


54 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Drum

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CCC069: Blessed Is She

How blessed is she, our sun
Who every day’s end must descend
Into that Otherworld beneath our own
To spend the night becharmed in her lover’s arms

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #069

Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!

And here they are:

You respond with something CREATIVE. Perhaps an  answering photo, or micro-fiction, or a poem, or just a caption

As before, there are only two criteria:

!!!!! Your creative offering is indeed yours !!!!!

!!!!! Your writing is kept to 150 words or less !!!!!

If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it.

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN

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Tuesday Treats: Snips and Snaps

An odd collection of photos taken on our ‘Walk Into The Night’ on 5th August 2022. Enjoy

5th August 2022

🔼 Something about angles always attracts my lens!

5th August 2022

🔼 It’s summer, let’s celebrate those berries 🔽 and enjoy the dance of sunlight over the waving grasses ⏬ and admire the fresh green reeds standing proud

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

🔽 Could you resist the click?

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

🔼 Dolphins in various states of decay 🔽 It’s a nautical term dating to 1700s

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

The path alongside Breydon Water is lined with flowering plants 🔼 Tansy 🔽 Mugwort and the architectural seed heads of Alexanders

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

When the sun is gone 🔼🔽

5th August 2022

Hope you enjoyed this walk back in time

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Words On Writing Issue #1

Welcome to the first post for Words On Writing

What’s that?

I’m not quite sure.

I’m hoping it might evolve into something readable…followable…enjoyable…informative…amusing. One of those. Maybe all of those. Or possibly something entirely different.

Let me explain.

I recently watched a YouTube video that recommends writers to use social media to promote their writing. I confess I watched with only one eye and half an ear because, well, basically, I’m not bothered about selling. I don’t want to make my fortune (which is just as well since very few writers do); I don’t want to be a best-selling author. But I do want people to read what I write. And to be read, I have to be noticed. So that still comes down to promoting my work.

Over the next few days, my subconscious, all unbeknownst to my conscious mind, was cogitating on this ‘use of social media as a medium for book promotion’. And it came up with this:

I have a Twitter/X account. In fact, I have two. I’ve two of everything, I have a Gemini Sun. Yes, I do use Twitter/X to promote my books, and most of my paltry sales do come from there. But unless you pay for the premium version of Twitter/X, or you’re a dab hand at AI video production, the scope on Twitter/X is…let’s say restricted. There’s a limit to how much you can say, and in how many words.

However, I can link my WordPress posts to my Twitter/X accounts. Which is one way to overcome that wordcount problem.

Are you beginning to see where I’m going with this?

So, I thought, if I post writing-related articles on WordPress, they’ll also appear on Twitter/X.

The main problem with that is I’ve nothing new to promote. YET.

Therefore, this is what might be termed as foundational or experimental. All those kinds of words.

I’m thinking initially my focus could be ‘writing issues’. Those from my writing journey, past and present, and maybe those raised by the various YouTube videos I watch. I’m also thinking we could initiate our own discussions about writing, here on WordPress.

I shall certainly use Words On Writing to provide updates on my wip/s. And in that respect, I can make a start on that now.

Much as I want to take Seed Fall to the next level – and I thank everyone who read the first draft, especially those who left a comment – I must complete my current project first.

Which is?

The revised edition of Alsalda Bear which I published on Amazon in 2023 and have since removed from sale.

Why removed?

I’ve removed several of my books.

During the early months of 2025 I returned to my published books to read each one anew. With critical eyes.

The five books of Spinner’s Game (Spinner’s Child, Lake Of Dreams, The Pole That Threads, Lady of First Making, and The Spinner’s Sin) passed inspection. Yay! Hip-hip.

As also did Roots of Rookeri (I love that story!)

Learning to Fly I withdrew due to a potential copyright problem (naughty, naughty me, I’d included lyrics, and it only takes a few words to call down the might of the music industry upon you) Also, during the 2025 read I realised I’d been rather heavy on historical data, totally unneeded. A few minor alterations will set that right.

Hare and Adder and King’s Wife failed, miserably, to impress me. Will I rewrite them? Probably not.

And the last in the series, Alsalda Bear.

I love Alsalda Bear. So much so that I’m determined to amend and polish and get it right. No matter how much work it’ll take. At 180,000 words, it’s not a job quickly done. I’ve also changed the title to Saramequai. Those who were involved in the beta read will understand why.

Ok, that’s all for now.

Thank you for reading. I hope I’ve lassoed your curiosity enough that you’ll return. If you’ve any suggestions on how to move this forward, please drop your comments below (I mightn’t be sharp off the mark but usually I respond within the week).

Until next week, bye-see-bye.

 

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Sunday Picture Post: Walking Into The Night

Monday 5th January 2026 should have been our walk day. But that weekend the weather god took a hissy and blew wicked icy temps at us and threw hefty handfuls of snow. Monday 5th was no better. I have asthma. I’d already refreshed my memory of what happens to my lungs when I’m out in those conditions (I had to go shop on the Saturday). We cancelled our walk. In its place I delved into the archives. Here it is.

5th August 2022, a glorious summer’s day that would 🤞 end in a magnificent sunset. I’m hoping these photos will help us feel warmer. So please, enjoy

5th August 2022

🔼 We’re heading for Breydon Water. This requires me to cross the Yare. I always stop here for a photo. Now I stop to check on how close we are to that sunset. It’s ok, we’ve plenty of time 🔽 Once across the river I stop to click my camera at this billowing cloud. I hope that cloud stays with us. Clouds usually provide an impressive sunset

5th August 2022

🔽 Our path lies through this copse of summer greenery. Remember the greenery? It’ll come again

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

🔼 We’ve arrived at the riverside path with the town spread out before us. That wooden structure is called a dolphin (no, I don’t know why); it’s used for mooring. This one hasn’t been used for many many years 🔽 Our path takes us beneath the ‘new’ bridge. But constructed in 1983/84, it’s no longer new. We have a newer one now, further down river (see last week’s photos) And the sunset progresses apace

5th August 2022

🔽 As we venture out along Breydon Water the sun tries mighty hard to dazzle us. It’s about 30-40 minutes off the actual disappearance of the sun (sunset)

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

🔼 The sky laps up the colour. Dust (particulates?) in the atmosphere scintillate in the sun’s rays. The water reflects while the mudflats turn a strange shade of blue 🔽 Turn of the tide. It’s the river now that’s flowing. Slow, gentle, undisturbed. Along the edge of the mudflats the waders feast their bellies, last chance before their nocturnal roost

5th August 2022

🔽 Zooming in helps concentrate the colour. The sky is fierce and vivid… but only close to the sun. If I take a shot straight up the sky would be pale blue. My interest here is the birds

5th August 2022

5th August 2022

🔼 Talking of dolphins, as in moorings, this one’s newer (1983/84) Unauthorised access is strictly forbidden. There’s a gate (out of shot) and it’s locked. The sun’s descent now is rapid. Blink and it’ll be gone  🔽 Yet even after the sun disappears, looking as if it’s sinking into the land, the sky remains vivid. That glow marks the spot, the sun’s grave

5th August 2022

🔽 Time to head home. But a final shot, now of the aftermath, as I cross the river again. And I see the river-mist is rising

5th August 2022

Hope you enjoyed. A little bit different from the usual. Don’t miss Tuesday Treats for more piccies from this summer night.

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Just Look At Him

Image Credit: Rainer Maiores via Pixabay

Free
With unfettered feet
Fancying himself king of the street
So sweet


12 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Sweet

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CCC068: My One True Love

My eyes are blurred
I cannot see
My one true love
Has gone to sea
He said he’d return
He said he’d be true
Before he left
He said, “I love you.”

 

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