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Spring Flowers

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These are the wild daffodils that grow in the forest.  When the track was being re-done I rescued some of the bulbs that were in danger of being destroyed then my wife planted them in different parts of the garden. These have taken in the side garden by the house and are looking good.  When we go walking around the finca we find quite a few so there is always a small vase of them indoors and their perfume is strong for such dainty little things.

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If you add to these the violets that are putting on such a show this winter (only pic I have at moment) then each room in the house has a different perfume.  When the lilies eventually get to flower their perfume can be overpowering, but even I have to admit the kitchen smells wonderful, as you can tell my wife likes her cut flowers.

Look Who’s Back

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Walking out towards the little house yesterday I came upon Puddytat sleeping on a pile of weeds that my wife had left out. It was nice to see he didn’t dash away when I passed but slowly got up stretched then wandered off as if to say ‘can’t a cat sleep in peace?’.  Not seen him around the ffz whilst the boys are in there but expect he will peer in through the netting at some time. Then the other morning there he was, looking well strolling around like he owned the place – well cats do don’t they –  he is one chunky healthy wild cat, so the wife grabbed her camera and wandered round the garden and got these shots of him:-  Finding the sunny spot,  having a clean up, off to find a spot in the sun and finally take a nap:-

 

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An Update On Big Momma X

 

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Talking of whom Big Momma X is still sitting on her eggs. Apparently it takes 20 days before anything hatches and as these are a young breeding pair they might not come to anything but as the Cooler King is helping with the hatching I think we have a good chance of a squawk or to two. They are very good at the nesting and if you peek inside the box from the front  you will see both of them sitting side by side, there is no touching the box or they will destroy the eggs/chicks so it’s a peek through the ’round window’.  However when she comes out to stretch her wings, feed or drink if he thinks she is taking too long boy does he shout. They have begun to practice feeding so we have hopes yet.  Going to cost me though, will need to go buy a bigger cage ah well they are worth it, will keep you up dated.

Us Oldies

Ok that’s it for now wife’s back in bed that nasty cough returned and she has been ill for a few days. Problem is she wont rest. Take Wednesday she woke up feeling in her words “miles better”, so we went to the market to collect some feeders from the bird man.  The ride in the car a short walk to the stall and back and she went from feeling ‘miles better to feeling knackered’! Wednesday night she was really really ill no sleep and where she had been coughing everything hurt. So yesterday morning what do I find she’s outside weeding, grrrrrr  that did it she went to see the dr yesterday afternoon and he gave her some dissoluble tablets to bring up the muck one at night and she has another appointment in a weeks time to see how she doing. Me? well I went to see the nurse and I have another round of tests to be done and I see the doctor in May so between the two of us we going great lol.

 

(c)  Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tranquility

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The above picture has nothing to do with my writing or translation of my books,  it is just a picture of somewhere I would love to be when the translating gets tough. Since the beginning of the year I have been busy translating my books into Spanish, not easy I can assure you. I have a professional translator package but bless its cotton socks it does not understand nor like London slang.  It therefore throws a wobbly and either ignores things – which is no problem – or completely changes everything.  Grrrrr!  But I have persevered with it and now have a few people who read the results and let me know where it does not make sense – and at first there was a fair bit of that.  Then its back to the machine notes in hand and off we go again.   It is at times like these that I am glad I have gone back to school to study Spanish plus my Professor gets a little light reading.

The Books

The first book I translated was An East-End BoyUn Nino de Final Este. This was where the translator first got upset and changed things around. As it was pointed out to me it had taken a woman’s name and in translation altered it, thus turning her into a rapist, hey ho.   So it was back to the beginning and start again.  This time carefully checking things like Mr and Mrs making sure they were correct. It was amazing, ‘Trans’ would leave them unchanged then later in the book change them into the Spanish.  So it was read, check then read check again. Ask one of my readers to check it over then back to the beginning again. However, after all this it was done and is now out on Kindle.

My latest book for translation is A Perilous Future – Un Futuro Peligroso.  This was not too difficult as like most things after the first time you begin to get the hang of it. ‘Trans’ still threw a wobbly now and then but I was ready for most of them.  It didn’t stop me from wishing from time to time I was in that picture though, especially late at night.  Gradually we have come to an agreement, ‘Trans’ does the job I installed him to do, then I go through and correct everything I can, which in the last book was not much before passing to a reader. We then make any corrections necessary and finally we have a book for publication.  By the time you read this Un Futuro Peligroso will be out on Kindle.

I have since learnt to treat this programme with patience and understanding much as you would a child learning to read.  All in the hope that my next book will go even better.

(c)  Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

 

 

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I have not often been asked why I write about sex, but this week a lady asked me why I wrote for Lesbians.  To say I was a little taken aback was an understatement, so I asked for an explanation.  It seems that after reading A Caring Killer she came to the conclusion that I write from the female to female point of view. Although I personally would say I write from a Bisexual point of view. Now it has never been my intention to write for one gender or another. I write because I like writing and being a normal male I also like sex. I feel that there has been a taboo on this subject for far to long. Plus I find that unless it is cruel or in your face, for some reason people do not find reading about it interesting.

I try to write with passion and a feeling of love. Here is a brief resume of both Jason Watson and Stanley Saunders two very different people living in very different times but with one link sex!

” Jason’s story begins in the late 1700’s relating of his adventures both in the Royal Navy of the day and ashore in Jamaica, where, because of his sex drive, he has some amorous adventures.  Jamaica in that time accepted having a mistress and a wife as normal, but it could and does get a little complicated when Jason’s women get together.  But running through all this is a love story, deep and open with a care for his wife that today could seem strange.  This love encompasses all aspects of married life including her relationship with his mistress who becomes her friend and lover, not to mention his affair with her sister.  History tells that the social acceptability that ensued in the Jamaica of the 1700’s, was not acceptable in Bath or London. It was quite acceptable for Jason to have a mistress or two but not for his wife.  In A Bengal Poppy I followed Jason’s activities in England via the Europe to China, where war, drugs and as always sex played a great part.

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Then there is Stanley:  Born to a single mother just before the war, she brings him to London where she takes to the streets to provide a home and food for them both.  When war comes she is recruited by the government however when she is no longer wanted, she again turns to the streets.  Here she meets and mingles with gangs, villans and other low life of London’s East end.  But Diane is a very resourceful woman. She saves hard eventually buying a home for her and her precious son. Stanley’s mother loves her son and he loves his mother who has provided for him and protected him, he loves her enough to kill for her – and does.  So begins his career first protecting her, then doing ‘odd jobs’ for various gangs finally becoming a skilled assassin. Through it all runs the love story of Stanley and Gillian who were school sweethearts.  Again the women turn to each other for comfort and relationships develop, but there is always Stanley getting his fair share of the action”

I asked her what she thought of the story line and the book in general. “It was fine. Fast paced, plenty of action, sex and intrigue. It showed me an insight into peoples attitudes towards lesbian relationships and politics, nothing changes does it. The action really worked and the sex was well written, not blatant just normal. – did Canada really happen like that? did you know Stanley well? – yes Michael I liked the book, now I shall have to read A Loving Son then A Fathers Kill to find out what happened.”

Telling life as it was for some people in the East end of London and not hiding its warts or scars, is a story of survival. Making things ‘pretty’ just to please the public is not good, life was often very un-pretty for Diane and Stanley. Along with rationing and making ends meet, went the seamy side of their lives. Prostitution, gangs, racketeers, corrupt police, murder and general mayhem. It was a dog eat dog world for some and to survive they did what they had to do.

Diane was no angle, she was manipulating, calculating and basically deadly. She adored Stanley but could control him as she wanted. The fact that she looked after her ‘girls’ was the one good point in her favour. She made sure they were clean, kept their bodies and general appearance in good order and spoke well. Afterall they were high-class ‘escorts’ and brought in the money, along with useful information. When the time came she also knew how to handle Rupert the ‘Man From The Government’ when he ’employed’ Stanley, and her marriage gave Reg promotion.

I suppose looking at the stories again, they are written from a womans sexual point of view. After all the girls like each others company and enjoy each others bodies. So yes if you look at it like that, I suppose it is written as a Lesbian sex novel. But on the other hand from a male point of view, Stanley has his sexy and attractive partner, then there is Gillian. So along with the adventure and action he has what he wants or has he?????

All my books are out on Kindle.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

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I was tagged by Kiersten Rowland  http://www.kierstenrowland.com/2012/10/the-next-big-thing/ and asked if I would like to take part in a blog spot.  Up for most things I said yes then I saw the Huskies. Ah dogs thought I, well  although I do not own a dog now I am a dog lover so here is my dogie history:

As I said I am not a dog owner now, but for 30 years in two bouts of 15 we had a dog.  Jason was first, he was a labrador greyhound cross a fit as a flea and could smell a bitch on heat miles away, needless to say there were quite a few baby Jason’s. Mad as they came but he guarded the children well, so many happy memories of him that still make us cry with laughter just as they did then, it was really heartbreaking when he died.  We did not have another dog for a few years untill my wife rescued a ‘gone wrong’ bearded collie.  Dodgy (so named because of the following) was the size of a miniature collie, with a short smooth coat that curled when it rained,  foxy face, a lions mane of fur round his neck, curly tail, 4 spindly little legs, slightly curved spine and a dicky ticker.  But HE thought he was a Lion, came sailing with us, totally different to Jason but just as many funny memories, boy could he sulk.  Again it was such a loss when he died we will not have another dog it’s too painful when they go.   That’s my story of my dogs here are my answers:

What is the working title of your book?

A Loving Son

Where did the idea come from for the story?

It just came to me.  I had finished writing A Soldiers Wind and the story just came. Totally different to Jason’s (yep I did!) adventures, but still on an adult theme this time with love surrounded by murder and mayhem.

What genre does your story fall under?

Adult  romantic thriller.

Which actors/actresses would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?

I thought Russell Tovey for Stanley, he looks innocent but can be cold, calculating and ruthless.  Carey Mulligan for Gillian and Helena Bonham Carter for Stanley’s mother, in the book these women are stunners but can be as ruthless as Stanley.  Two beautiful tallented actresses and one fresh-faced tallented actor.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book ?

In the East-end of London after the war, attitudes and acceptances that no longer exist were prevalent, all things were possible, even murder.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

It was self-published at first but badly. I have placed both the books on Kindle they have re-done, the good news is I now have an editor with a proper publisher interested in publishing them in paperback.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your story?

Around 6 months.

What other stories would you compare this article to within your genre?

Not 50 Shades of Grey, this has a love story in there.

Who or What inspired you to write this book?

I read an article in a Sunday paper written by a woman reviewer, who stated that although there was adventure there was not enough sex. So I thought why not give it a go.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?

In the book I have written about life as it was at that time.  London was a hot spot of corrupt police, criminals, society, with murder an answer to most problems.  There are a lot of bodies holding up bridges etc., that’s a fact.  During these times and before the act came in stating that children of different sexes should have separate beds and rooms it was not unusual for several people to occupy one bed.  A peek back in time at attitudes is not only revealing but enlightening, things we frown on now were common place.  There are events too which I have put forward suggestions on the truth.  Obviously I will not say which ones,  when the books come out you will see, however I am ready for the Men In Black….

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Michael Douglas Bosc has produced another page turning novel that is now available in bothprint format and on Kindle. Those of you who have read his first historic naval novel filled with adventures of Jason and laced with his romantic encounters when on shore leave, A Soldiers Wind, and enjoyed his very own unique dialogue style, will equally drink in his words in this new one.  This is not a sequal to A Soldiers Wind (though he is beavouring away on that). No oh no, this is a far cry from the historic Caribbean waters and this story unfolds in a totally different vein.
 
The thriller is placed in the East end of London shortly after World War 2. A Loving Son echoes back to his earlier life being raised up in East London after the war. In thoses days that part of London went hand in hand with the murky world of criminals of the era and all that it engulfed. Michael now writes from his small olive finca set in the middle of the forest in the mountains of Catalonia, between Mora d’Ebro and Flix.
 
Diane, a single parent, a lady of the night, but a doting and loving mother to Stanley. Her career choice is more by circumstances than by design. It is her only short-coming, but she has a son to raise against economics and post-war food shortages.  But she never falters in her devotion to her Stanley, and he in turn is very close to his mother. I mean who else has he got? “They had lived through the London blitz looking out for each other, sharing a bed not only for warmth but comfort.”
 
Yet Diane had her head screwed on (pardon the pun) the right way. Once all the household bills and food had been paid for, she saved hard and squirreled away all their spare cash. This forward thinking enabled her to buy a house, but rented out the upstairs and frugally they lived on the lower floor.
 
Yet Stanley survived in this seamy world of gangsters, thieves and down right villans. Stanley takes up with an old classmate Gillian and they soon become inseparable. Diane’s business is blooming and she sets up a sideline as a new escort agency with services. Things go pear shaped when Gillian is raped.
 
Things suddenly change when he comes home to find his mother being beaten by a punter. Not any old punter, one of East ends most dreaded and feard powerful gangster. Stanley tries to intervene but he is punching way above his league and is knocked out cold. This is the turning point in Stanley’s life when he decides he needs a gun for their protection. Whatever Stanley decides to do, he does it to his fullest capability. He does not falter once his mind is made up. A slippery slope ensues. He first becomes a killer. Then Stanley who thinks an awful lot and plans his moves carefully, becomes a very successful assassin.
 
Stanley’s education is helped along by Reg an Inspector in the Met, an old flame of Diane, who has recently hooked up with her again.
 
The story telling is excellent in this psychological thriller. You are never quite sure where the tale is leading and just when you think you’ve figured it all out there is a subtle twist.
 
This is a thriller that will be enjoyed by men and women alike and would make an awsome television series.
 

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 If Stanley were real he would now be in his 80’s, and probably unhappy about not being able to `work’. So when he came to ask why I have not finished telling his story, I had to admit that although the last book has been started people did not seem interested in his story, as it did not contain werewolves, vampires, ghosts, etc., or modern technology and police work;  just sex, gangs, murder and mayhem, in other words good old-fashioned crime.  All the things that were actually happening in London after WW2. The things people did to survive and make money. 

It was not all Mills and Bloom, it was more rackets, murder, gangs and bent coppers (police).  West-end Central was the most notorious police station going. Coppers on the make and take, turning and looking the other way unless things got too bad then grabbing someone to show they were doing something.  There was the odd government agency operating, nothing like Jame Bond, more like removal men, assisting others or their own governments when needed. Well-trained and ruthless killers, assassins if you prefer, but killers all the same.  As Stanley said it was a job, it had to be done and he was paid well, and governments interfering in other countries is no newer than back scratching.  I had to agree with this statement.

Anyway I digress. Stanley is somewhat at a loss as to why the story of a boy’s love for his mum and his protection of her does not appeal, after all it is normal, isn’t it? As for the Escort Agency nothing wrong there and the girls were beautiful, healthy and well looked after.  His reputation saw to that.

So I have told Stanley that the second book is being proofread, and I will be back with him and the others soon.   He did agree about one thing though, Russell is the right choice.

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The advent of Victorian Britain drove many prostitutes into ghettos. Port towns were always brutal, rough areas, but as cities and towns grew, prostitutes developed their own areas where men went to for sexual gratification.

Industrialization also provided work for women, they now worked in the mills, no longer were they restricted to being a wife or a whore.

This time also saw the arrival of  ‘rent boys.’  The telegraph office was the centre of this trade and many private clubs in London were used for sexual activities which highlighted the hypocrisy of the age.

The invention of the telephone also took some women off the streets, to a slightly healthier life style, although violence was still common.

In A Loving Son, Diana Saunders has brought up her son in difficult circumstances. Living in the shadowy world of crime, trying to stay as legal as society would allow. Setting up an escort agency to cover her prostitution activities and Stanley, her son, killing anyone who interferes.

The telephone is now being usurped by the internet. Prostitution has always been with us and always will be; if the tax man could get hold of some revenue from this industry it would clear the national debt in a couple of years.

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The navy of the 18th century was one of priveledge and influence officers of wealth could live a very good life. Mistresses were common place children born out of wedlock, slavery was a normal part of life violence during conflict was brutal, although the health of sailors was far better than others. mixing together these experiences of 18th century life gives a colourful story of erotic and sensual life in jamaica. You will find all this in a soldier’s wind, a gentle breeze that carries you to excitement and adventure.

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