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The Floss on the Mill – George Eliot (book review)

4.5 stars

Great story, excellently written, one slight gripe and it really is only slight, on occasion the prose was unnecessarily long, the same sentiment repeated again and agin BUT one must allow it was written in 1860 and writers tended to go on a bit in those days.

George Eliot is a brilliant writer, so witty and dry. This book outlines the unfairness of life between the sexes. Women had to be demure and men, well they didn’t have to do anything. (a bit simple but true).

Eliot creates memorable, realistic characters, Tom is such a knob. 🙂

I actually thought this book was going to be a comedy, had me laughing straight away. What a surprise it was that it turned out to be a tragedy.

READ IT!

READING PROGRESS

July 6, 2023 — Started Reading

July 6, 2023–1.0% “After reading the 5 star, Silas Marner I don’t want to wait for another instalment of George’s work so I’ve started this straight away.”

July 7, 2023–1.0% “So is this a comedy? Last night it had me laughing out loud, which isn’t normally a problem unless someone is trying to sleep.

…envy the white ducks that are dipping their heads far into the water here among the withes, unmindful of the awkward appearance they make in the drier world above.

Classic!”

July 19, 2023–25.0% “… and if the spelling differed from Mrs Glegg’s, — why, she belonged, like himself, to a generation with whom spelling was a matter of private judgement.

Classic humour, love it!”

August 2, 2023–48.0%

August 21, 2023 — Finished Reading

Carry on Pepying … Review of Samuel Pepys Diaries.

Samuel Pepys

Almost two and a half years, it took to read these diaries. It was my morning toilet read, 20mins a day. No disrespect meant. I just find reading helps me not concentrate too intently on the deed, it assists with the flow. Anyway enough of that, now for the merits of the book.

The style of writing is note form and very basic, there is no poetry in his prose just straight translated shorthand. What is interesting is the archaic spellings of some of today’s words. Chyrurgeon for Surgeon. Hyde Park is spelt Hide park. Many words we use with an i are spelt with a y, like mayds instead of maids but never once did I stumble.

As a character, the jury is still out. Lecherous wouldn’t be too far off the mark, in fact I’d say that was a tame description. The Naval Administrator, liked to feel important, don’t we all. So I can’t fault that. After a brilliantly received speech before the Lords, one commented on by King CharlesII, he was so proud of himself, so much so, he worried about making another speech just incase it didn’t come up the scratch and marred his previous achievement. This is what made me like him.

He did acknowledge his faults, consistently making new resolutions not to drink, to halt seeing plays of which there were many, way more than I expected 350+ years ago. To stop touching, kissing and groping. This he failed at miserably. His poor wife was well aware of his leaching, subsequently her mayds and cooks, never lasted long. I suppose in those decadent days, he was considered, only mildly, salacious. I read this as an history lesson, wanted his take on the Great fire of London and the Great Plague, there are numerous mentions of religion, like the plays Pepys gave reviews on the Sunday speeches and couldn’t abide a dull sermon, he’d sleep through many.

I give it FOUR STARS however, I won’t recommend this as a book to enjoy unless, like me you can deal with the daily monotony of 17th century office worker. Still… I’m LIKED it! Though you may not.

READING PROGRESS

January 21, 2021 — Started Reading 0.07% “Going to give this a try… not even sure if it’s a story or diary entries.”

January 25, 2021–3.0% “Okay so this IS interesting but poorly written. Pepys wasn’t expecting to get it published so it’s all a bit, got up, had breakfast, went to work, had dinner, popped down the pub then went to bed. It’s the passing mentions about big real historical events that saves it. I’ll persist but may have to start a second book cause I’m not enjoying the experience just the information. Think I’ll revisit Dumas’ works.”

February 7, 2021–5.0% “Okay at 5% it gets better in way of full sentences. First few months were like note form. AND I just realised (not easy when downloading ebooks) It’s a massively long read about seven year’s worth… Currently in 1660.”

March 20, 2021–9.0% “So, he goes to see someone get hung drawn and quartered, then goes to the pub, comes home. I’m presuming drunk seems he drinks every day, granted the water must taste a bit city. Still he gets annoyed at his wife cause she’d left her things lying about and he tripped over a basket and broke it which quite upset him. He’d got it from Holland… Then to Bed. #uneventful day”

April 9, 2021–12.0% “Oh I reached 12% “The first time ever that i did.””

April 14, 2021–12.0% “Okay well this is a turnout: in 1660–1 Valentines was celebrate, they drank pints of beer, celebrated Nov 5th the Gunpowder Plot and on Shrove Tuesday ate Crepes.”

May 4, 2021–13.0% “I’m not really liking Pepys as a person… still interested to read on.”

June 27, 2021–18.0% “So adding on to my list of facts… Pepys just gave Romeo & Juliette a scathing review for both the script and acting. Oh and I mustn’t forget the Chimney Tax which like the Window Tax and Poll Tax didn’t go down well.”

July 22, 2021–21.0% “So I’m highlighting things I discover as I find them. I’ve just discovered mention of ‘umble pie. Made up from the kidney, liver and innards of deer. Umble Pie Game and Offal (or Numble Pie, Nombul Pie, Humble Pie) Umbles are the meaty parts of a beast’s pluck — the heart, liver, kidneys and lungs — usually of a deer, but also of other animals.”

August 10, 2021–23.0% “Pepys slates Midsummer Night’s Dream — most insipid ridiculous play ever seen.”

August 21, 2021–24.0% “Just a quick entry to mention — Pepys was drinking Chocolate. Don’t remember him even mentioning tea or coffee, will be on alert for it from now on.”

August 28, 2021–24.0% “Love reading Samuel Pepys complaining about a badly acted play basically saying he read the book and it was way better. Can’t help but smile, how nothing has changed.”

August 30, 2021–25.0% “I forgot to mention iron skates from Holland talked about as new items, previously, since 1200 people skated using bones. I wonder if they used ribs?”

September 5, 2021–26.0% “Gosh he’s such a twat. (Modernising the entry) He’s pissed off with the misses for leaving her scarf in a taxi. He had a right go at her. Admitting in the diary that she did ask him to look after them BUT he says, she should have made sure he picked them up when leaving the cab. Oh and he’s been burning her letters.”

September 8, 2021–26.0% “Oh I just saw Mr Lovell pop up. So my name is at least that old. Lovell Name Meaning English: nickname from Anglo-Norman French lo(u)ve ‘female wolf’”

September 25, 2021–27.0% “Typos? Just so we get the true character- “… examining my wife’s letter intended to my Lady, and another to Mademoiselle; they were so false spelt that I was ashamed of them, and took occasion to fall out about them with my wife, and so she wrote none … . … “

27% Troublemaker — “…though there be not much in it, yet I intend to stir up Sir J. Minnes to oppose, only to vex Sir W. Pen.””

September 25, 2021–28.0% “Dubious character, gets a letter, there is money inside, coins (a bribe,) “But I didn’t not open it till I came home to my office, and there I broke it open, not looking into it till all the money was out, that I might say I saw no money in the paper, if ever I should be questioned.” This sort of makes me like him, dodgy as he is. Went to Kensington to take in the air (ayre). No congestion charge in 1600s”

November 12, 2021–33.0% “Gosh he’s a two face git… Constantly patting himself on the back when people talk to him with respect due to his hard work and diligence but slags of associates for doing the same.”

November 22, 2021–34.0% “Five days without a poo. Okay I can see how in the 1600s this may have been news to share but, really!?”

November 27, 2021–34.0% “What!? Really!? Forks to eat dinner, new from Italy. Just starting to be used? Before that it was napkins. Now I’m presuming that’s to wipe their fingers and not to get the food to mouth. So at great dinners and functions, folks bring their own knife and fork.”

December 7, 2021–36.0% “In November 1663 it was 30 days quarantine for those coming from Holland during the plague. ( So stop bleating. )”

38.0% “Gotta call out Pepys for the pervert he is. He sees two guys dragging a local girl off, I presume to rape her, and he wishes (God forgive him) that he was with them. NASTY GIT.”

January 3, 2022–40.0% “Been reading this for one year…also reading other things but this is taking a while. At this rate I should be done by June 2023. I’m calling it research.”

47.0% “He punched his wife, gave her a black eye. She scratched and bit him… Then they made up. Mentioned seeing a comet.”

March 11, 2022–47.0% “So I saw the word Freaking — Looked it up in the Kindle dictionary — tells me it’s an American word… Strange that it appears in 1664.”

50.0% “The first two Xs have been marked on front doors in London, The Plague has arrived.”

April 14, 2022–52.0% “So he says that people are worried about folks coming and going to London with the plague, so what does he do… pretend he’s living in Woolwich. Oh and he’s still going around shagging.”

56.0% “Finally … 13th December 1666 in the time of the plague — he drank tea — said he was MADE to drink tea. Made!? Pah!”

July 26, 2022–63.0% “Middle of the plague, a great fire. Such action.”

September 3, 2022–70.0% “1666 They threw house warming parties, who knew. The Great Fire smouldered for months. Plague seems to have vanished (but we’ll see). Pepys is the most lecherous man, I’ve read about and with no qualms either, despite his weekly church visits, actually even in church he’s goggin’ the beauties. Grabs a breast at any and every opportunity, no wonder his wife and he bickers so often.”

September 17, 2022–71.0% “So the English used to hang effigies of Welsh Men, on St David’s Day back in the 1600s also made Welsh gingerbread men called Taffys. Who knew that’s where the name came from.”

June 5, 2023 — Finished Reading

Book Review

🥰 My 80s memoir just got a five star review. Please read and share if you feel it merits one. Thank you. 😘

PAULYANNA Review and Interview by Christoph Fischer

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“Paulyanna International Rent-boy” by Paul Douglas Lovell is a very accomplished memoir that tells with great honesty and no false pretence the story of a gay working class man, who, amongst many other things, gradually comes of age during his younger years, Coming to terms with his family situation and his class position within society, poverty, religious aspects of his life and his own personal needs are just as big a part of this memoir than his chosen profession as rent boy, first in London and then in other places .
His private life, his feelings for his customers, his friends and his lovers are described with tact, understanding and love. His book shows insight into the gay world of the 80ies and 90ies,a world I witnessed first hand, also in London, and I must congratulate Lovell for his accurate and sensitive portrayal, describing the life as it was, without exaggeration, unnecessary drama or political victimisation. If you are looking for a book that does cover this world without bitterness and blame then this is for you. An insightful and fascinating read.

Interview with Paul:
Tell us a little about yourself as writer and as a person. Paul dl

As a writer:  I am a newbie just beginning to find my voice. My confidence is growing (slowly) yet I still lack the self-belief required to fully release my tongue.

Indie authors such as Mr Fischer encourage me to believe in my abilities with favourable reviews and by inviting me into their own literary circle. Unfortunately, the person tapping these keys continues to suffer with what is typically a writer’s quandary: nagging doubts that make me question if my stories are worth telling, worth reading or even worth occupying a single pixel.

I suppose these misgivings stem from me as a person: I am unsure, always unsure (I think). This partly comes from knowing I am not an academic, and although I have a passion for words, I have been known to apply words that mean the opposite of their intent. ‘Frequent’, for instance. Buying shampoo marked ‘for frequent use’ when I washed my hair only once a week. I did that for years. There are many other examples but, luckily, I now employ the services of an editor.

Some people proudly label themselves working class. I’m not one of them. I wish I were. Tragically, we could only aspire to reach those dizzy heights. My childhood was authentic underclass. Not like these nouveau-pauvre with their electronic gadgets and Adidas gear. We were proper poor. I possessed nothing but my imagination and a crap education to match. On the upside, I was given a large helping of freedom.

My personality default setting is carefree, cheeky and lazy. I cry for happy, not sad, and I am a proficient daydreamer who is easily distracted. That’s why I have never held a driver’s licence.

Strangers generally view me with suspicion, so much so that when culprits are sought I automatically glow red. I do, however, normally win people over with my honesty.

I fully admit to presenting the better side of myself. It is only those closest who get to experience the complex weave of my psyche. My negative traits lean towards egotism and infantile stubbornness.

What is your main reason for writing?

It has been my only ambition for so long.  I like the idea of people reading my words, even after I’m gone. I want to leave a legacy to prove I existed and live on through my work.

Tell us about your writing history. When was the first time you decided to write and when was the first time you did?

My writing history is a little flimsy. Before self-publishing Paulyanna International Rent-boy (PIR), I could only boast about receiving two ‘thank you’ credits. The first was in a novel entitled Cold Blood by Lynda La Plante. This I obtained for a page of research regarding my observations on the streets of Los Angeles. It was actually required for a previous book, but her PA included it in Cold Blood as a belated ‘thank you’.

The second credit is in a book called The Ballad of Blind Tom, Slave Pianist by Deirdre O’Connell, a good friend of mine. I’d read various drafts over the years, and also snippets from research documents. I like to imagine my enthusiasm and inquiring mind assisted her in some way.

I had an article published in a book compiled by the website ‘Friends Reunited’. It was a letter to a female classmate who once paid my entrance to a theme park.

The first time I wrote anything was in 1987, when I was aged 18. Handwritten in biro. I still have it and can’t bear to look at it. It reads like an illiterate underachiever. Still, it does have a weird prophetic connection to what later became my reality. I spoke about it in my novel, PIR. I remember I ran out of paper so the story had a sudden ending. Which was a blessing, I suppose.

Years later I received an encouraging rejection letter from the British Film Institute. I thought it was so lovely of them so I kept it. Now I can see it’s simply a ‘standard polite refusal’, so I may dump it.

Unremarkable as these accomplishments were, I fully utilised them to camouflage my secret life and to seek approval from my poor departed father. I now believe he was always proud of me.

Did anyone influence you / encourage you to become a writer?

No one writer influenced my ambition. In fact, I wanted to write even before I could read… properly. As a student I was a natural chatterbox and used to struggle with long blurry lines of text so study and reading didn’t happen. Too busy being a clown, I was unaware when my classmates’ chuckles switched from laughing with me to at me. If I have to admit regret it would be that I chose amusement over education.

It was Deirdre O’Connell, my mentor through the London years, who encouraged me to educate myself. I truly owe this Australian hippy, liberal vegetarian and environmentalist more than she could ever know… I’m welling up just thinking of the guidance she gave me and how much influence she had in steering my ambition.

When did you decide to write in your chosen genre(s)?

My genre is currently memoirs and biography. I see PIR as a relevant piece of social history, but then I would.

Others may mistake it as gay erotica. Those expecting titillation may be sorely disappointed. I purposely leave out the graphic details, preferring to rely on the reader’s own imagination. Which in some cases is a lot more fanciful and pornographic than the text.

At a push I’d include PIR in the travel genre. An alternative tourist guide with the main character sharing his views on many worldwide destinations, including popular locations and unknown areas that are off the beaten track.

Faith and spiritual undercurrents flow continually throughout in a bid to disprove the damned for all time doctrine so often heard.

Finally, romance. Questions of worth and the search for love could easily place PIR on a romance reader’s shelves.

Tell us about the concept behind your book. How did you get the idea?

The concept behind PIR was to deliver my qualified version of a stereotyped life. Reveal how my perception of rent-boy life differs from the established view. Fracture the stereotype a little, even if I do reinforce the key elements. Most importantly, I wanted to dispel the myth that damaged goods, especially those with nowhere else to fall, are destined to remain victims. They are not forsaken by luck, love and, if they’re gay, by an angry god. I definitely didn’t want to bolster what I’d often heard myself, namely “if you only work harder you will achieve”, but I did want to imply that maybe Karma plays a role. Who knows? I also wanted to portray a (normal) human side, one with optimism. Not a tragic woe is me but instead a braggy look at me!  Although technically I should say him as I’m hardly the same person today.

The idea for PIR came for my own experiences. Write what you know.

Were the plot and subplots completely planned from the start or did they change during the process, and if so, how?

Life and living spawn their own (unplanned) plots, and as I write memoirs I just needed to sift through the crucial events and perhaps tweak the timeline to make them fit my story. For example, I grouped some of the less significant, smaller events together in one paragraph rather than outlining each individually. Other than that, plots and subplots flow in a linear fashion.

Who are your editors and how do you quality control your books?

I have built a comfortable relationship and fully trust the abilities of Stephanie Dagg from EDIT MY BOOK. She has been working in the industry since 1986, has an English degree from Oxford University and an MPhil in Publishing Studies. She is an author who has written over 30 children’s books, both traditionally published and independently. She is sympathetic and practical. It was she who guided me through the whole process of publishing my first novel.

What are the best and the worst aspects of writing?

The best aspects to date have been dancing around the living room, fluttering the pages of a paperback that I had written. Relishing the waft of my achievement, a sensation that felt totally alien. I especially enjoyed designing the cover and creating advertisements.

The worst aspect is definitely promoting. Continually screaming for a little cyberspace attention and sensing it swallow my message, echo and all. This is when you question your reasons to continue.

Also being chastised by prissy page administrators who often block, ban and report my posts. Lastly, pouring over a blog-post for hours only to receive a single like and no sale. (Yes, I know this is typical.)

Then I get a brief message from a satisfied reader. A simple line containing the word ‘thanks’ which reignites my passion and adds air to my deflated bubble.

How have you found the experience of self-publishing? What were your highs and lows?

I found the actual uploading and formatting a real struggle. Understanding the lingo and requirements frustrated me. This was an excruciating low that brought out the petulant brat in me. I then made a special deal with my editor to include this as part of her service. It is quite a bit of work. Fortunately, and as a high point, I realised what a gem I had in my editor. She uploaded it to Amazon, Smashwords (Premium Catalogue), Lulu and CreateSpace. It is also on iBooks but not Google.

How do you balance marketing one book and writing the next?

I am a very slow writer who is purposely taking time to ensure my second book is better than my first. Plus I’m in no great hurry to be ignored. When I’m not in the mood to write I don’t force it. That is when I advertise, as is every morning over breakfast. There is a danger of overkill but there is also an issue of visibility. I chose to be seen. I decided to gamble that those moaning about seeing too many adverts are way too grumpy and are most probably not going to buy my book anyway. Experience has taught me the moody people are generally quite tight.

What are you working on now? 

A pre-prequel. A fictitious piece constructed using real events from my early childhood. A light-hearted nostalgic reminisce. Playing Out is the working title.  Think storm-drains and scrumping, street-games and playgrounds. A 1970s inner-city childhood. I’m keeping it as close to my own life as possible. So far I’m bang on track.

UNEDITED 1st Draft sample … Unquestioning of his altered predicament Todd stands alongside Darren and Jason in a large lounge-playroom. He isn’t concerned with the absence of his eldest brother Mark but wonders as to the whereabouts of his sister Carole. A friendly middle-aged man with brown eyes and bushy brows introduces himself as Malcolm, the head supervisor. Todd hears nothing of the conversation that follows. Instead his gaze wanders around a space that is clean and orderly. Squeezed into a corner, next to a door marked ‘fire exit’, is a small classroom. Brightly-coloured toys and toddler-sized furniture indicate it must be a kindergarten. A red-carpeted story-time area partitioned off by low bookshelves provokes in Todd a nostalgic memory of Yellow Class.

Through the windowpane of the fire-door, children playing outside jostle to get a view of the newbies. Like matryoshka dolls, small, medium and large, the three brothers stand, arms outstretched holding a bundle of clothes. A dark-haired child in his teens knocks at the window. “Oi, that’s my jumper!” his annoyed heckle stirring up much laugher amongst the gawping kids.

Todd doesn’t have a clue what is going on: from messing about tidying clothes in Carole’s room to here, wherever here is, in a couple of hours. No explanation has been given to him, or if it has, it was done in such a way, perhaps to lessen the impact, that he hasn’t actually grasped that he is now in what his dad had so often referred to as “the cottage homes”.

How do you handle criticism of your work?

Not well. I think it’s rather rude and try to avoid it.

I reckon that something has to be really terrible for a paying customer to go out of their way to write a scathing review. That’s one of the reasons I haven’t given my book away for free. It’s too easy with a freebie to say, “Naw, don’t like it.”

I assume that when a book has been bought, the customer is already half satisfied with the available samples – enough to invest anyway.

This is how I try to avoid them.

Who are your favourite independent writers?

Uvi Poznansky – An artist who sculpts, writes, paints such a realistic atmosphere you can feel the desert sand sift through your fingers with each turn of the page. I’ve read all her books and rate them all highly.

What book are you currently reading and in what format (e-book/paperback/hardcover)?

Oscar Wilde – The Picture of Dorian Gray (eBook)

Christoph Fischer – The Black Eagle Inn (eBook). Three chapters in and enjoying it immensely.

What is your advice to new writers?

If you like to chat and can hold the listener’s attention in a conversation then you can surely write.

I’m not sure if this method will work for everyone but when I get writer’s block, I remind myself (out loud with harsh tones) that I always get through it.

Something like, “Right, what are you trying to say? C’mon, just say it out loud, what is it? You know you can do it, you’ve done it before.”

If I’m really struggling to find the correct wordy-words, I simplify it with ordinary words.

In my opinion, an editor is more important than a cover designer.

What is your life like outside of writing?

Leg stretching, going to the toilet and refuelling.  I also garden, planting flowers and making areas pretty where I like to sit. Since my dog died L I have a taken up new walking hobby: geocaching. Using a Global Satellite thingy and coordinates from online, my husband (civil partner) and I look for hidden treasure in the form of plastic boxes containing logbooks. They are usually hidden on top of hills or at other scenic locations. It’s very addictive.

What makes you laugh?

Tickling makes me laugh but I don’t find it at all funny. The evil me can’t get enough of people slipping over so I suppose ice.

Who would you like to invite for dinner?

I’d sit next to Dolly Parton with Stephen Fry across the table. I’d invite a celebrity chef to cook at the table, one who’s not too loud. And Prince would pop by to play a mellow set in the corner. That’s about it. Oh, and someone for the hubby to chat with. Erm… I’m leaning towards the Dalai Lama, yeah he’ll do.

What song would you pick to go with your book?

‘Do You Know Where You’re Going To?’ by Diana Ross. I think this fits the general sentiment.

Tell us one odd thing about you and one really mundane thing.

I read on the toilet, out loud. Not sure how odd that is, so perhaps that can be mundane. I also play Candy Crush and have reached level 981.

What (not who) would you like to take to a lonely island?

A clockwork radio and, if permitted, a mosquito net.

Hot or cold?

Cold climate, providing I have a suitable coat.

Salty or sweet?

Salty? I‘ll be awkward and opt for a savoury curry madras flavoured pizza.

What would your friends say are your best and your oddest quality?

Here are two unedited responses.

  1. Ok I wud say your best quality is reaching out to friends and offering them help, advice, kindness, not sure bout your oddest, mayb bit stubborn.
  2. Ok, best quality is loyalty as you are a very loyal, supportive, stick-with-you kind of person. Also very witty and upbeat. And oddest, Oddest – hmmm, banana obsession maybe?

See how lovely my friends acquaintances are. Still, at least they use the word MAYBE.

What would you chose as those qualities?

My best quality is my optimism. Oddest quality – I’m good at breaking things.

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Dublin

Dublin

A defining moment in my emotional development happened whilst visiting Dublin’s fair city. I got a much needed confidence boost… Here is an excerpt from Paulyanna.

—She sang and looked upward in our direction then extended her hand in a theatrical gesture. She appeared to be motioning me. She hung around and continued to sing looking me directly in the eyes. I felt them tingle with emotion. Her hand gesture indicated she wanted me to stand up, so I did.

Click! “Can we turn up the lights? I want to see his beautiful face,” she commanded the technicians, rather seductively. The auditorium became alight with thousands of glowing faces. She continued to sing and I, just like my sister Carole, pretended to know all the words and mouthed along. I was not entirely comfortable and would have preferred the experience out of the spot-light.

I thought myself unworthy, a fraudulent impostor, undeserving as I wasn’t even a fan. The fact that someone like her, an international superstar, would notice someone like me made me deliriously happy. I couldn’t wait to write home and began to outline my retelling of the experience before it was even over. So enraptured, a laughing tear needed to be wiped from my cheek using the back of my hand. Diana Ross then imitated my action, only more campily.—

Read my unconventional love story, Paulyanna International Rent-boy.

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London

London

There were brief moments, between the waves of traffic that the chimes of Big Ben drifted across town to greet my ears.

Lying awake I would count the bongs. I claimed this iconic landmark as my personal time keeper.

I would reminisce about where I came from and recall the sleepless night I spent in cardboard city underneath the Royal Festival Hall. The hard concrete, pungent smell of urine, the biting cold and the grinding sound of skateboards.

Then I’d snuggle into my warm fresh bed linen proud of my achievements and slowly drift off to sleep.

PAULYANNA INTERNATIONAL RENT-BOY Discover the REFRESHING TRUTH.

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Amsterdam

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People say there is much more to Amsterdam than coffee-shops and red lights. I’ll have to take their word for it.  Paulyanna was remiss when it came to picking up tourist…brochures.
I’m pretty sure The Van Gogh and Anne Frank museums would have inspired the uncultured youth had he not been too stoned to make his way there.  Still despite numerous trips, five in all,  it just wasn’t to be. Who knows maybe next time.
Amsterdam is a great city to visit, I HIGHLY recommend a canal boat ride.  Although the locals look and sound very stern they are in fact extremely warm-hearted and intelligent people, they speak excellent English, so if they choose not to it’s probably because they don’t like arrogant rude visitors. So just wait patiently and smile then there will be no crossed wires.  Oh yeah and look out for trams when wasted.
And YES out-of-towners can still partake in hemporium delights.
You can read about Paulyanna’s visits in my memoirs.

Paris

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Enticed by a promise of style and elegance, my time in Paris was brief yet eventful. I stayed in the famous artists’ quarter, Montmartre.  It seems universal that artists and whores fit well together. As do vicars and tarts also cops and hookers.  We are very compatible and able to adapt easily.
Paris has a deep soul and is an unselfish lover, the atmospheric banks of the Seine River lends itself well to romantic moonlit strolls, it’s moody flow to creative inspiration.  Paulyanna was perhaps a little young to fully appreciate all of it’s subtleties yet it still left a long lasting impression.
You can read about my epic journey.
HERE ARE MY REVIEWS…
http://powerpuffgeezer.webs.com/book-reviews
HERE ARE BOOKSTORE LINKS…
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Paulyanna

High Flying, Adored???

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One of my favourite songs from Evita comes to mind.  High Flying, Adored.
Although in Paulyanna (the musical) the cast would surely sing Low Flying, Abhorred.
Still, I believe it is better to be hated than ignored. So I scream, I shout, I put it about with adverts and haikus galore.
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Discover what goes on behind the glassy eyed smile of a male street worker. A stereotypical cliché? Perhaps.
Using plain spoken truth, I have attempted to knock away many preconceptions regarding damaged goods. No added glam or grit, this is my unapologetic story. A social history report. (of sorts).
HERE ARE MY REVIEWS…
http://powerpuffgeezer.webs.com/book-reviews
HERE ARE BOOKSTORE LINKS…

Incredulous

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Incredulous sounds kinda posh. The sort of word an educated person might say… I should use it more often. 

“Blah blah blah… yes and such incredulous behaviour.” That’s me talking about myself to an imaginary book-person in the third. I reckon I could just about pull it off. 

Providing I don’t sniff ‘n wipe my nose on me sleeve. 

So back to the point. Here is my incredible tale PAULYANNA.

HERE ARE MY REVIEWS…

http://powerpuffgeezer.webs.com/book-reviews

HERE ARE BOOKSTORE LINKS…

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/364165

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Paulyanna

Truth is better than fiction so read more biographies-