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Wednesday, 30 April 2014


30th April 2014
Golf
Now, with the better weather approaching (well, as far as Scotland is concerned) would be a good time to bring up the subject of 'The Gowf', one that is dear to my heart.
            I really don't know if it is a Scottish thing, but since discovering what the sport was really all about, in my thirties (I discount the error-strewn months I spent on my desert island - see the photographs) it has been a never-ending source of comfort and bonhomie. Some - the wife for instance - might call it a three hour (or thereabouts) interval of procrastination. I had to look that up to see what she meant.
            It is a time of the year to hive myself along to the driving range to see whether (after the winter has passed)  I can still turn when I try to swing at 'the little white pill' - as sung in the old song 'Donald The Dub', by Frank Crumit.
            Like every golfer I have ever met, I avariciously hunt for the latest ideas on how to do something about my golf score. I have lots of books and other pieces; but here are two  bits of errata that should keep you going for a while - wake up at the back! I don't remember when I put this together. Feel free to criticise and disagree.

Saturday, 26 April 2014

Saturday 26th April 2014

 My Fiction


Hi again. 
I am displaying these books of mine (all for sale, of course, and also to be located on my personal blog: georgemcgilvary.com). I think the books should be shown to my reader - we might find even more in common from them - if they are read!


Below you will find introductions to seven of these fictional works of mine. All are available on Amazon Kindle.

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Wednesday 23 April 2014

Well Hello again -as the singer, Willie Nelson would say.

And welcome to the concluding part of my 2002 stunning visit to the States, which took in the Carolinas and Georgia during our musical tour. I hope you enjoy reading what was for my wife and I, a never-to-be-forgotten experience.

Of course the other side of what I am trying to do in these early posts, is familiarize you with the extent to which tourism is important to me (together with the hospitality industry, which has loomed so large in my life). It is a major theme I mean to pursue in these columns.
So - here we go:


After Clingman's Dome, Maggie's Valley, Spartanburg, North Carolina, came and went; it gave way to

Friday, 18 April 2014




Tuesday, 4th March 2014 

Why do we go off One Genre - and not Necessarily on to Another?
Here's something that can affect both readers and writers: a total switch off regarding what we have been reading or writing. I don't think I am alone in this (both as reader and writer), but let me examine the subject further. Every detective or crime story revolves around the 'Dick' and the City or neighbourhood inhabited. With Coben I am in New Jersey and New York, with Rankin I am in Edinburgh, Scotland, even Sherlock Holmes is locked into London for most of his cases. I get fed up with the City (locality) and the guy concerned.

I can really enjoy Wilbur Smith - for a time - and glory in his ability to string stories together that let his readers enjoy many regions of Africa and from many angles. But after a time, even this palls on me. I switch to a 'How to...' book of some kind, until that makes me grow weary; I go to an historical text, and for days can be lost in the shenanigans going on in the period covered. After a bit, I lose interest. Is it an age thing; or due to too much reading?

So, I get back into the writing frame of mind: time to get on with the next phase of the opus I am writing. Do I have to - asks my mind? It tells me that I will have to breakdown and scrutinise umpteen waiting files to discover and string together the material needed for proof, elucidation, illustration (whatever) of the point(s) I am making in the historical narrative. After a time, though, even these pursuits can become enjoyable. Then comes the feeling that a break is needed from this - it is becoming a slog. Time for some relief by turning to something else, says my mind; and heh, I am back to square one. As the vultures say in the voices of 'The Beatles' sitting on a branch, "What'll we do now, then?"

Are you still with me? Is all this foreign to you? I would love to hear what those who love to stick to one genre have to say on the subject - either as readers or writers. I would hate to think I (and those who act in a similar manner to me) am one of an abject minority.

So, what are we going to do next, GK?.....



23 February 2014

Mastering Digital Tools and Sites

I thought I would just take a short perambulation around some of the things I have been trying to master in the last week or so. First, has been getting to grips with my website: how it operates, where everything goes, using photos to best effect, what to leave in and what to leave out. Visiting other sites to see these masters in operation has been eye-opening. I think I agree with most experts who say you mustn't use your site as merely an advertising place for your own work. Of course it is just that, in one sense, but it is so much more useful and self-fulfilling in that you may be able to offer a service to others, in some way.

Then, I have been trying to make my way around Goodreads - a very interesting place to be, among some industrious and clear-headed people. Who says that reading is dead! They should go there and see the truth. Sticking my nose into some red-hot blogging places has done me no harm either. There is a wealth of knowledge and experience out there.

Another objective of mine has been to become au fait with Scrivener. There is little doubt left in my mind now that this is the tool for me - if I can master it. I've also tried Fivrr to see how it works - with excellent results. How do you like this 3d version of a book I am working on?


I hope to have this story online in the near future - so look out.

A great deal of my time, however, has been spent copy editing a history article of mine that is due for publication as part of an anthology in April/May. In it I talk about people going from Great Britain to India, mainly as officials of the East India Company. Do you have any idea of the kind of money these young men going out to India in the mid-eighteenth century could return with, if they survived the climate and the trip there and back? It was the equivalent of $millions in today's money. I won't go into the ethics of what the whole business became - imperialism and racism in particular; but in the early stages the commercial activity was of mutual benefit to traders and to indigenous peoples in South-East Asia; but enough about all that for now.


January 2014

'Who Am I' - or is it - 'Who I Am'

Hi, everyone, I thought I might introduce myself by giving out some of the things that make me tick - and in doing so, let you know whether I'm the kind of person you might like to know and whose stuff might interest you. So, here is a list of what I'm interested in and get up to - I hope they strike a bell with lots of you out there.

I like people, especially out of the ordinary ones. What makes them tick?

Life, family and friends - the external world; sort of concentric circles outwards from who I am and where I live. 

Work: This consists of writing and research mainly.

Good health: well, this is a no-brainer - you just got to keep in shape, you owe it to yourself and those who love you and depend on you. 

Humour: having a good laugh with agreeable company or reading a book, seeing a film or stage act that creases you up.

Money: who isn't interested in that? We never have enough and there's always someone or some organisation ready to take it away. 

Good food: Yeah, I like my share of the 'fine dining' if I'm flush. All sorts of cusines are up for grabs. I'm no picker - just don't give me boiled onions or raisens!

Travel and Holidays: Can't get enough; but I don't like the one without the other. Unfortunately, airports are not friendly places now and the roads are so crowded; rail stations, however, have been getting their act together and the train is making a comeback. 

Good weather: letting me get outside and about places - well that speaks for itself. Where I live, however, the skies are not always blue - in fact I think the whole world shudders at the mention or thought of what we have to put up with, at times.

Various pursuits, hobbies and such, interest me: Intellectual quests, Art, Literature, Genealogy; music (just about every kind that has a melody, allows me to hear the words, or almost makes me swoon away with the sheer splendour of what I'm hearing. I'm thinking of the standard crooners of the last twenty years, of jazz, Country and Western, through to Puccini, Rimsky Korsakov, and tenors like Pavarotti).

Sport: soccer and golf have (I suppose) been my main interests when it comes to the physical world, though swimming and throwing the discus were, still are, other likes.

I am always wondering where the world is going to? What will it be like in 200 years? So, science, cosmology, new materials, inventions, discoveries all excite me - and I read and enquire about all this. I like this world - it's maybe not much - in the cosmological scale of things, as the man said - but its home!

I'm sure none of this is much different from you. It's in the things that make us most happy, and our ability to avoid what gives us most pain that the differences occur. I have all the same urges and drives that are common to others: I like to talk; I admire and (covertly) still fancy the opposite sex - don't tell the wife. I like to be approved of. I like dogs - but don't have one - like cats and horses too.

Where I might be a little different from some, lies in the fact that as well as writing about people who could be my contemporaries, who have lived and are living in my era, I also write history books; I delve into the past. I have read, taught, lectured and written about people whose lives are as interesting as those alive. (I wonder if Science Fiction also isn't just about envisaging the interesting individuals that might be met in the future, just like those you meet in history, the world that has passed away.)

Anyway, what this amounts to is that I have a fair bit of 'history' under my belt, so to speak, and an awful lot of it still to write - it lies about my computer in great big slush files, which have still to be raided and formed into lives, subjects, theories - into any sort of project you can think of. (You can run your eye over all the stuff already written, and I will keep you up to date with what I'm working on at any one moment; maybe even ask your help, on occasion.

I also like stories very much. I like short stories; I like anecdotes and funny sketches, whether they are made up or real. I like poetry, I like films. There's not much I don't like in the written and spoken worlds. Again, you can let your eyes slide over my fiction stuff - published and available on all the main internet sites - the links (just as with my history books and articles) are provided here.

How I like to Think of Myself (This might not be how others see me!)
Analysing my life, to date, my main aim, the prime objective all the way through, seems to have been to fight the bully. I am nearly always on the side of the underdog, especially if operating against what appears to be insuperable odds.

I want a better, a fairer world. I hate the very idea of a super-elite, and the division of the world's wealth into the familiar 5 per cent who own everything against the 95 per cent who don't. Give me strength!

When I hear music, I immediately want to praise the person who wrote it, the creator. Yet, he/she is seldom mentioned in the same breath as the person(s) performing; who have captured the limelight. It is the same with art and science. The head of the laboratory team (like Rutherford) takes the acclaim for the team who have worked on the theory or whatever.

All history is something like that: the winners write the story; the sources can be biased; some real time heroes get a bad press - that resonates through the ages.

My Author Platform

I read (and write) across genres, with no preferences. I just ask that what I'm reading is well-written and keeps my interest. My own ambition is to maintain curiosity and keep my reader's attention; to entertain - certainly, to amuse - yes, if pertinent; and to inform - if relevant. For example, I have just finished Stephen King's book, On Writing. There's a man who knows a thing or two (and who has been through a wringer - I'm thinking of his serious accident).  

Naturally, just like anyone else who puts out something in the creative world, I wish to become known; to win sales of my books (fiction, history or whatever) - to be found, on the Internet or in bookshops. To that end, I publish as an 'Indie', on the Kindle, and on any other appliance.

I have read countless printed books on good writing; and numerous 'How to books' on my Kindle. So far, I have escaped 'Facebook', but I sense my time is up and I must surrender.

I joined 'Goodreads' and though I haven't yet had the opportunity to enter fully into it, what almost bowled me over was the number of books I have read - and I'm forever reading. The site determines that you list a certain number - to show you are bonafide I suppose - but I had to stop at around 130 or so, and that was after only a cursory glance at the shelves that surround me at home. With what was on my Kindle and elsewhere, there are thousands, I should imagine that I have read in my lifetime; it would be impossible to remember. During our existence, we (readers) must get through unbelievable amounts - and then there are the newspapers and magazines to add to that! Gee, surely there's been no time to look at TV?

I'll be in touch again, once I get myself together.

All the best for now,

George

Thursday, 17 April 2014

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2002 — Music Tour of some Southern States

Now, let me tell you about the 2002 tour, which really did let me meet the ordinary American 'Joe', because, after flying into New Orleans from Washington, most of the rest of the journey was by hired car—and what a journey it turned out to be.
First, New Orleans itself (remember, this was before 'Katrina', the storm that almost destroyed the city). Quite simply, it was amazing: Bourbon Street and the jazz (inside and out on the streets); Cajun music played out on the road by various groups, some artistes wearing Stetsons, and growing long fluffy beards.

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After nightfall, ladies on balconies, desperate to allow the passing throng a glimpse of what nature had endowed them with; streamers and banners; eating grits for the first time; sailing up the Mississippi on a great big Showboat 'The Creole Queen' with its (imitation) paddles thrashing, while eating crayfish and listening to a great jazz band; setting out from Canal Street seated in an original old tram to visit the leafy and green suburb of Garden City.

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What an atmosphere - magic! Then next day, we were off

Monday, 14 April 2014

Monday 14th April 2014
Before continuing with a clip from my book, I'm an Alien... I should like to outline and pin-point the highlights of a marvellous short vacation I have just had. It too was so good because it revolved around good planning: tight where necessary, with room for change of direction if needed. It was with the Holiday Property Bond (HPB) an organisation I have been part of since 1985. This time it was at Merlewood, Grange-Over-Sands, just to the north of Morecambe and on the edge of the Lake District. IMG_0130
Sea, mountains, lakes, steam trains, the Windermere steamers Swan and Tern, wonderful views, car museums, good food and good company. [See if you can spot the owl]
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Swimming, snooker, a magnificent old house dating back to 1853, all in impressive, well-kept grounds. All in all, a splendid five day break.
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More Features from the 1991 and 2003 Visits to 'The Good Old US of A'
In the course of our first vacation in 1991 and again in 2003 (I will deal with 2002 in a bit) we journeyed further into the Deep South, to Florida. The first expedition went: Boston, Detroit, Washington, Tampa; the second: Washington, Boston, Tampa; and both return trips were via Dulles airport, Washington. Air travel was like being on a bus back home in Scotland: people were queuing to get off, almost before the plane landed. Boston was cold on the second visit; the 'Big Dig' was in progress; and although most of the sights were taken in (even had a drink in 'Cheers' bar) we seemed to go everywhere walking under glass cover.

In Florida, St. Pete's and Clearwater elicited admiration; as did the pelicans, the very impressive Skyway Bridge over Tampa Bay—on our way to Saratoga; playing golf—what a clubhouse! However, I think it strikes most visitors, right away, that Florida's marvellous climate and out of this world tourist atractions, make it quite different from other states. All of the Orlando attractions are certainly a must for a first visit: Disney World, Epcot, the film studios; but for me, not places to go back to, apart, perhaps, for Seaworld. Kissimmee, with its beautiful houses, gave a feel of the luxury and ostentation that a great many Americans enjoy—but the number of gated communities also gave a glimpse of the security needed. A visit to the Kennedy Space station to view NASA's achievements, followed by a run down the east coast towards Miami was a journey I wish everyone could make. Cocoa beach—we love you.

By this time, I was well-used to the massive shopping malls, overhead traffic signals; storms and lightning appearing from nowhere—I am told I am lucky to be alive, just missing one earth-bound strike in the St Pete's region. The Everglades, the birds, snakes, reptiles— especially 'gators lying in the bunkers on the golf courses; heat and the 'vital' air-conditioners—all this has to be experienced. It was also awesome being held in awe because I had played St Andrews golf course, Muirfield, Gleneagles, Turnberry, and so on. (Why does everyone say 'awesome' and 'Oh My God' over there—and now here?) As far as golf is concerned, in the good old USA it is all so...so...democratic...if you have the money. Not so in Scotland; yes, you will pay plenty to play a few, but the majority are priced for the ordinary player - ladies and gentlemen.
More later
Cheers, George

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Saturday 5th April 2014



The excerpt displays what was the result of good planning. That is the secret to enjoying an amazing holiday break. Obviously, the vagaries of life and chance happenings cannot be planned for; but all in all preparing a platform that matches your tastes and inclinations, merging these with those of your partner(s) can bring great rewards. The other secret is not to be too disciplined with regard to time tables, meeting certain criteria and other hypothetical goals: ride with the tide! Be neither too tight nor too slack in what you chart out for the vacation. You will be richly rewarded by following such a course of action.

Later, I will include other examples from I'm an Alien? to show what I mean.


"In 1991, I made my first foray into the States, accompanied by my wife, Margaret. She was needed to keep me on the straight and narrow with so much to see and do. [From now on, forgive me if I switch between 'I', 'we', 'me', 'us' in the narrative. My better half has been with me on all my travels and it gets a bit of a habit to refer to what we both saw and did.] This first visit was followed by others: in 2002, 2003, 2005 and 2011. Hopefully, many more will transpire.

So, there was I, in the spring of 1991, face to face, for the first time, with a world that had always fascinated me.