LITERALLY THE LITERARY

There have been a few things I have been waiting for a long, long time to start.

This one was waiting for my to take a trip out of town for a month or two. That kept getting delay after delay and now is not happening at all. So there is something that is not occurring along with this endeavour but there is some hope that it will within a matter of weeks.

However I will still not be out of town.

Now I will follow this up with updates as things progress, or go sideways or go backwards and likely the last two, which is why I am posting this endeavour up.

I have absolutely no doubt that there will be hoards of people that will feel some emotion or other like familiarity, recalling disappointment and confusion. I know because I had this before.

When I did this last time, four years back, things were confusing.

If you have not worked it out by now I o not like confusing and I do not like being left in the dark, I tend to get really miffed bout it. Lol.

So what I decided to do, without the other things taking place or occurring ... well not to my knowledge and not yet, I typed up a report regarding everything I do, everything I have done, all my blogs and all my subjects.

Of course this is primarily about all my data and the corruption.

I decided to test the water and sent off a wave of letters, less than half a dozen I think.

I then decided to send of s second wave of around eight or more and then filmed the envelopes upside down, in the video below, and then post about what I was about to do. Sort of an analysis and a piss take of those that think themselves a cut above those that go cap in hand to them.

Yeaahh they are not going to like it.

But they will only have themselves to blame.

Well some are not going to like it.

Now what riled me previously was this same thing I get ion a lot of professional industries, even below that of the professionals themselves, of this attitude that there way is the only way to do things, should be obvious, attitude that everyone does it the same way.

The problem with this attitude? All three attitudes are completely and utterly wrong and everyone that has contacted more than one literary agent will know that even font types, sizes, line spacing and even which chapters they want will differ from one agent or agency to the next.

Morons.

Well ... morons, if they have that attitude and more so when they are patronizing.

Now for me literary agents started to pop up because publishers become too big for their boots and I remember being totally confused that you would not speak to the publishers directly as an author. How effing insane that is.

It appeared to me when I become embroiled in this that the agencies were becoming too big for their own boots and I wondered how many years away we were before Literary Agents Agents started popping up? Literary Agents Agents Agents, anyone?

If I wanted to buy an Aston Martin I would not say, 'No I do not want to deal with you, can you end the car over to a Ford showroom and I will buy it from them?' LOL! Or vice-versa.

Although I expected to report a particular thing I did not expect it to happen so soon and I expected only to report in in part two ...

But what with a six page report and a three page letter there is no way that anyone could answer what I sent off already, which is one reason I like to do things in waves. But they have.

Meaning?

They did not read the included report and certainly failed to visit a single blog that I provided them?

This literary agency also stated it was not a subject they do, which is quite bizarre because all the agencies I have on my list were specifically picked out because they publish non-fiction.

Remember my subjects? Corruption, Amphibians, Reptiles, Fish, Computer Science, Astronomy, Self Help, Orchids, Photography, Music and films among other things.

So along with sending a reply far too quickly, that is idiotic Bell Lomax, I also od not fit into their non-fiction criteria and they never bothered to look at a single blog?

How do these people make money?

Actually as I typed that I wondered if things with one companies might be some sort of tax front? It is inconceivable that someone that not only has my broad spectrum of knowledge, done all this with my blog and still going would be dismissed so quick by so called literary professionals?

Maybe some people just make a living only acting as agents for mimicry authors that take something that ha made tens of millions, like Harry Potter, and settle for a tiny percentage of that with each publication?

There is a whole bloody library or hugely popular things and it turns my stomach when I see people mimic other things and even in the title ... I simply want to throw up.

I saw the title "Fifty Shades Of Black" somewhere the other day and was like "WHAT?! REALLY?!"

Someone said to me the other day how hard it is to get published and I said "You ever been in a bookshop or library? How many things do you walk straight past? How many really crap books get published?" he said "Yeah, that's true!"

I do not right crap! Or lies of fabrication!

I said from the beginning this blog was a series of traps.

I also mentioned several times throughout that some of the industries would not be dealt with until the end. The other one has been falling into said traps all along and like everything else, because for some reason people do not believe or act upon one single thing alone, I had to do this and keep doing it year after bloody year until I had enough to make things incontrovertible.

If people could be bothered to look.

Which is kind of ironic if they do not because it is one giant self help book regarding almost everything! LMAO!

This Roccat Ryos MK Pro professional keyboard I have because PC Worel (there)sold me a refurbished and badly dammaged (there) (Solid aluminium plate) Corsair Vengeance K70 Keyboad. For the past month this Roccat has being missing keystrokes, adding keystrokes and drivingg (there) me up the effing wall.

You cannot even buy professional stuff without getting crap!

NOT FORGOTTEN

What does one do when faced with a corner?

There is only one thing that any living thing would do when faced and forced into a corner of any kind...come out fighting.

I ponder many things most of the hours one would be awake.

There are times when the bridge before you is burning in flames. The heat and tips f the flames lapping at your ankles, set alight out of blind stupidity and stubbornness.

But once the ashes fall away rebuilding the bridge can take some extreme effort and other times left completely beyond repair.

Often this involves a date or a key event on the annual calender of life.

Somebody close to me recently stated that playing games with me is a complete waste of time because you cannot win. It is true enough but I am not, despite my outward appearance, always impervious. Just impervious to many.

Sometimes you can walk among the ashes while your feet burn and you have to ask yourself that one and often insolvable question. Why?

I may well be approaching a point when I ask myself 'why' of my own endeavours and efforts?

The one person that had kept me going throughout and for many years has been … evasive, secretive and incommunicado.

If I cannot trust them they join a long list of people I cannot trust. Which will lead me, inevitably to the question of if there is anyone worth saving or helping?

So why should I continue?

It is a question I do not want to ask myself. It is a question I never thought I would ask myself. On the night of Christmas Eve it will be the most primary question in my mind.

What did I do it all for?

There are times when things get you down. There is only so much you can take on board in a given period of time. Then the weight of everything can get too much.

The one thing I have always managed to work without is things or events to be uplifting. Something that shows you that your cause is worthy or that there are plenty of people worthy of your sacrifices.

I have had a few minor moments. Too few and far between I am afraid to say.

Currently I am endeavouring to acquire that elsewhere.

I am contacting literary agents. I have contacted a number of them by now and I have had a little positive feedback which is far more than I had gotten four years back.

I ask myself if the readers of my letters will see what it is I am trying to do, who and how many I am trying to help and become a part of this?

Now that would be uplifting.

I wrote two books and have a third to start up and work through but sometimes, like right now, I wonder if I have the energy to do this?

I am not a bad actor in Hollywood, nor kicking a bag of wind around or fighting others for it or smiling away in some glamour magazine or dirt digging journalist in a gossip column.

Yet these command big salaries as does looking the fool on TV.

I lived a life of pain and confusion, realised some things were rotten to the core and decided to research them. Only to find that everything was rotten to the core everywhere I looked and far worse than even I first thought.

I then thought about all of the victims out there whose lives have been destroyed and even ended by this dark side to the British nation while floods of others come here to make things even worse than they are.

I realised that almost all others will not be aware of how bad things are and in how many places and that those that do concentrate on one particular aspect and are blind to all the others.

I was well aware that as things stood things would only continue to spiral downhill.

I seemed to be the only one that was aware of the vast extent of how bad things were and had predicted many things for a very, very long time.

I simply wanted to do something about it.

I wanted to change things.

I wanted to change a country, a whole country and then maybe, just maybe, the world … one country at a time. I would never have lived long enough to see that.

Though some will never be changed and remain a diseased wart on the face of the world while idiots continue to pander to them because they are convinced they will. Until they are wiped out. I see this but cannot do anything about it. I can just give my opinions and sometimes am harsh, to give an idea of how many are feeling.

That, I confess, is deliberate. I have said and repeated many times that actions speak louder than words and I could only ever be judged by my actions. Not my words.

So I played on that. To sound extreme. To get noticed and stir feelings and emotions as I thought that would get people talking. Talking about this blog. Talking about me.

I would say things in anger as I would post about them while I was angry about something … again quite deliberately. That was how I played it.

The ultimate and real truth was always kept back and would be revealed when I thought it was necessary to do so.

I am losing count of the years I have spent doing this. I am losing count of the number of days I have been hurt, heartbroken, suffered so many pains and made so many sacrifices.

The whole time I had hoped that those I had attempted to help would see these things for themselves? Again … seeking another corner where uplifting events can occur.

It seems I have an enemy and I do not know who it is. More upsetting is that someone else should see his too but have not and care not.

Sometimes you do not need to know them or see their faces. Because the sacrifices made a clear to see and actions and in this case, inactions, are clear to see and tell a story. A very clear story.

There are many things I could have done with my life and I have an endless list of regrets but I had boulders lobbed before me on each and every one of them. This sees to have turned out no different to any of the previous times.

Unless something changes in the coming couple of months?

I imagine I am on an island. A gentle and cool breeze disturbs the hair above my temples and the sun is setting and coats the horizon in a golden glow. The only sound that is audible is distant birds singing on high.

The leaves of nearby trees glitter as they twist and turn in the breeze, the sunlight flashing from their surfaces as they turn.

I am somewhere far, far away from all that I hate.

I lay back and my arms outstretch when I think of a nation of blind people clambering for their wants and desires that are meaningless in this vast and unexplored universe.

A tear breaks free from the corners of my eye when I think of the utter extremes many are prepared to go to fill in the gaps of a very short life. The evil that people are willing to do.

I sit upon my island and gaze into the direction of a place once called home. I wonder if they will ever see? I wonder if they will ever stop? I wonder of they will ever free themselves from the tyrannies and the darkness?

Why do they require so much and why are they willing to go to such lengths to achieve this?

To fill up a period of thirty or forty years with things others do not possess, could never possess?

Do the actors that only drink champagne costing thousands and eat meals costing the same really have to do this? Do they see how they look to anyone intelligent, outside that of the celebrity journalists themselves desperately hunting sound bites?

Or those on TV pleading for a few pounds to save lives that posses the amounts to feed third world countries for several years?

The world around me is full of holes. The deceit is surrounding. The pictures so utterly clear. The hardest thing to endure is to watch everyone else walk past these pictures as if they were not even there.

So the only thing that allows evil to persist is for good men to do nothing is it?

Well one good man decided to do a little more than just something.

One man decided to do many things and for a very long time.

He painted a series of the starkest pictures.

That was my vision.

At the present time and quite bizarrely big numbers are only the tiniest of percentages. A stark reality.

So some metaphorical fuses have had to be lit.

Time given to see where the sparks lead.

The weeks are running speedily out and that island may become a very tempting prospect?

Then what will history make of it all?

As I feared, most likely?

It takes a death before anyone becomes interested and even then after some time.

Those stark realities of what it is to be human.

But, I wonder, what does that make me?

I can only hope that you do not forget about me.

At least in my life I tried to do something right … something good.

NOT FORGIVING

When I glance at my balance in my bank account I never expect it to be anything other than what it is.

That is kinda sad. A sad reality. Never mind.

However things may well change.

I have spent almost an entire year not doing as much as I could, for various reasons. I am about to change that.

Pretty soon I am going to re-publish a number of things and a series based on a report I have been working on. For a particular industry.

I will publish this in certain pieces ... leaving one until the last moment containing data I do not want to publish ... not just yet.

I have an unusual and unexpected Christmas racing towards me.

A number of endeavours I thought I would be embarking on have been pulled from under me. But not pulled out completely. I always have back up plans and other plans can be carried out ... even if not in the locations I expected to and with the obvious ... backing I thought I would have.

I am about to reach a half way point in one of these endeavours. Already it has born some interesting developments and I have had some interesting things said to me.

Yet I have only just started.

It is something I have not attempted in awhile and around a year before the blog started. As that is now three and a half years nearly you can see it has been a while.

These previous attempts numbered in the dozens with two industries. The results ... were ... not particularly good.

The numbers this time are only at 3 for one and 5 for the other and already each one has had a much more positive result than they ever did recently.

I must be aware of secret squirrels!

Also I have had a journalist on the phone for almost two hours.

It has not gone unnoticed that there was a bomb scare in my local town centre. Sorry fellas ... I was way out of town when that happened, lol.

I was not there, for once. I only know about it because locals and three friends saw it and told me about it. In fact I was told there was a controlled explosion, whether this is true or not I do not know.

I have not looked it up. (EDIT: Have now, many reports of controlled explosion)

If there was anything it is the second time something has occurred within spitting distance of my home, metaphorically speaking.

Of course the reasons why this is can be found on the archive of this very blog.

There are some groups that need to be verrrry careful. If they screw up not only would this bring me into the limelight they have been trying so hard to avoid but could well blow up in their faces. Pardon the pun!

Being targeted by various groups was not only a possibility in my mind but an absolute certainty, I just could not be certain of all of them that would target me. Took steps to hide myself you see.

Anyone dies within ten miles of me due to any terrorist acts and questions may well be asked and answers demanded.

I did everything I had to. I did everything I could do.

Did you?

What happens next is anyone's guess.

It may have turned out to be something and covered up, like the attempt on the River Lea at Waltham Abbey three and a half years ago, just prior to starting this blog?

It may turn out to be nothing but due to the vicinity they thought it may be something?

But I am here.

I have made several attempts and several pleas to leave.

Had I done so that important information would be available here. But I have been thwarted several times in my attempts to move home in the last few years.

In other words ... they have a target. Or at least a target area. Remove this and you take away their ability to target. Prevent the target from moving and one has to wonder as to their ultimate intentions and their ability to be compassionate towards human life and innocent people?

Oh dear. That will not be good.

So I have started to embark upon a new quest. Not in some desperation or fear that they might get me if indeed they are targeting me. Just starting what I was going to start about now anyway.

In about a week from now that endeavour should be well into its planning. Fingers crossed. About then I will publish pieces of a report I made out. In parts on a weekly basis, just remember I have short term memory issues, lol?

At the end of that I will explain all, for those that have not been digging around my archive and worked it all out.

After all I have been told that a bunch of people found things a rather enjoyable read.

Someone that dismissed me four years back, lol.

I will likely have furthered another endeavour by then? I may be posting about the outcomes to this too?

These cannot fail to be positive for me, whether the responses are positive or negative they fit in with what I do either way. This may come as a shocking realisation as to how I do things? Too late for many of this I can assure you.

Only a grand length of time would allow me to show the truths beyond all and any doubt.

That time is here.

So there are four things going on right now and I am trying to start another ... oooh which reminds me I have to go and try and start that one up ... AGAIN!

But then repeated failures also can show a story and repeated enough they become blindingly obvious!

I absolutely guarantee that once again a very large organisation is seriously underestimating me and will woefully be shown in a bad light. Well a few will but I am speaking of one in particular and I prefer not to let them see me coming.

After all ... something was taken away from me. An avenue was rudely slammed in my face. Well I can slam several faces at once in response to this. And I will.

Then there is the one phase that is not far off now I have thought about since before this blog was even started up. The ultimate endeavour.

At some point I must start preparing for this ultimate of endeavours.

But that is something for some point in 2016.

Ooh ... I just thought of another endeavour!

I have a particular video to upload to YouTube I have been sitting on for several days.

Damned FIBROFOG!

Yeah so I have a few things coming while I watch a rather bizarre Christmas approach and being left in the dark by the one person I could trust?

My word .... this is going to be an odd couple of months.

By the 1st January 2016 you will know exactly what I mean. Hopefully?!

THE AUTHORS & THE AMAZONIANS

I was speaking to two friends recently about how I completed three books, many others stated but not finished, and how the publishing world is a nightmare.

I explained how literary agents seem to be only looking for the next Harry Potter, Star Wars or some other rip off of an adjust five theme or format. Or they are only interested drivel about celebrities lives because there are no end of people that seem to think that this is the be all sand end all to their lives?

Well maybe not drivel at times but only a tiny fraction of them for me.

Instead of championing something new, bold and that which can possibly cause a riot, metaphorically speaking, they look for similar things to that already done that made the most cash? It does not work like that! Everyone knows that the sequels are never as popular as the first film so why would you look for a blatant rip off? It's bloody dumb in my estimation!

But they do!

Then you have these self publishing outfits who will contact wannabe authors and praise their writing, despite responding so quickly it's obvious they have not read a single damned word of it! Sharks then!

In my discussions over my blog I do explain that one hope I had was that interest in the books I wrote, which are both forerunners to this blog, would eventually cause a literary agent or publisher to want to read them?

Added to this the fact that I had 140,000 visitors and counting and over half a million to my Google Plus profile would help matters?

I also explained that since I started this blog I had not approached a single person regarding the publication of any of my three books and that even lately it has not crossed my mind and I had not thought due one moment about doing so. I am not even sure when I would do?!

Possibly when my oldest blog, two weeks shy of being two years old, had acquired 100,000 visitors in total? It had around 38,000 to go to reach that milestone. I have not worked out how long that would take either!

I have never thought about approaching Amazon about publication either but that's because the old traditionalist in me, despite my BSc in Applied Computing, likes the idea of paper based books! This surprised many fellow students at University when a debate was held over Digital Libraries! They had me down in the digital books camp.

So it generated a bit of interest when I spotted this report regarding a disagreement between Amazon and a publisher over the pricing of books. First off I immediately assumed Amazon was in the wrong due to their behaviour of late over several things, corporation tax being one. But as I read it seemed that the publishing house were trying to keep the cost of the books artificially high which despite the lack of overhears want to increase their profit margin?

What it does not explain is how the cut that Amazon takes compares to the costs of overheads for publishing paper based books!

As for authors well many have signed an open letter to be published in a famous tabloid to state quite clearly to Amazon that they are disappointed in them, their greed and their tactics and to stop it at once, in a round about way. Though some authors declined to sign this petition.

But then another wave of authors have actually signed a letter in defence of Amazon?! Hmm I wonder if they are fully aware of their tactics?

This could turn out to be an iron clad example of how people make snap decisions without possessing all the facts? The very reason that my corruption blog exists!

It matters not that life is to busy or that the time cannot be found because this is how the evil ones get away with things. They use these excuses and in all honesty if you cannot take ... no afford the time to take stock of certain things out situations then we are doing something very wrong. Perhaps we have been for a very long time and doing these things fur so long they have just become the accepted norm?!

I think it's time to take stock and say no more! Because as more and more situations like this arrives those that make snap decisions may end up feeling and more importantly looking very foolish indeed!

We are in the age of the Internet where everyone gets to find out everything ... eventually! You cannot hide anymore or have lane excuses. It's time to realise that bit bothering can have very adverse effects on what you do ... or even what you earn?!

Many may not agree and this is their prerogative but then so are the pitfalls and punishments if you gamble and get it wrong!

There are many whispers going around that many seem to believe are true facts of the most unlikely people. They may or may not be trying to control things getting out and most of this is via the tabloids and TV News media. If this is the case I can assure you that this is a mistake, non greater than the news media groups that may have decided to do add they are commanded, regardless of the benefits that may be on offer. The truth will out in the end.

When this eventually happens then I am afraid to say that I stated this king before now but a while row of houses made of cards will all be blown to the ground by the incoming storm!

In the meantime I will try to remember this story and see what occurs once the open letter has been published? They seem to be selecting authors to punish to get back at the publisher which is not fair no matter which way you slice it.

Authors rally in Amazon dispute http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-28703264