Self-Publishing

Well if you like me, you’ve found yet another blog telling you how easy/hard it is to get started.    I started looking because I needed an output for my work; and well to be honest I’m broke, – so I hoped it would be easy.

It wasn’t; well not at the start.

It’s surprisingly simple.   Don’t waste time investing in any new software!

You can use Word; you could even use any basic word-processor that saves in HTML.

However the blogs, critics and leaches that would sell you ‘kindle formatting software’ are right you need to know what format to write in.

Stop; don’t send any money.  All you need is a Word-processor (saves HTML) and the Free Amazon Kindle Previewer.  Kindle Previewer is a graphical user interface tool that emulates how books display across Kindle devices and apps.

I am busy writing my own masterpiece. thanks

Poetry Collection; ‘The Long Hard Highway’ is a collection of poems by myself, Self published for the first time on Amazon Kindle 2013.

The poems are documented with personal experiences dealing with Myalgic Encephalitis (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome), Depression and life, from the twenty years ago when things first started to go wrong.

Vote for poem ‘Heart if Oak’ in competition:

http://www.poemhunter.com/contest-vote/a-heart-of-oak/

Poetry Competition
Heart of Oak from Kindle book ‘The Long Hard Highway’

From the book

“The Long Hard Highway” is live in the Kindle Store and has been enrolled in KDP Select. It is available* for readers to purchase:

The Long Hard Highway

My blogs:

Whistleblowing

Myalgic Encephalomyelitis

25th September 2013

Haiku is a short form of Japanese verse typically characterised by three qualities:

  • Juxtaposition of two images or ideas and wording or idea between them, a kind of verbal highlighing of the juxtaposed elements.
  • Traditional haiku consist of 17 in three phrases of 5, 7 and 5 on (syllables) respectively. A Kigo (seasonal reference), or reference to motion or time.

one of my favourites by Bashō:

at the ancient pond
a frog plunges into
the sound of water

Modern Japanese haiku are less strict in form and subject, but the use of juxtaposition continues to be honored in both traditional and modern haiku.

There is a common perception that the images juxtaposed must be directly observed everyday objects or occurrences; this is not neccessarliy the case, but helps define the form or distill the experience being expressed.

In Japanese, haiku are traditionally printed in a single vertical line while haiku in English often appear in three or four lines to parallel the three phrases of Japanese haiku.

Modern Haiku can be just as brilliant in clarity take this cutting examble Second Prize The Robert Spiess Memorial 2013: Margaret Dornaus

alphabet soup
I practice cradling love
in a stainless spoon

Writing Haiku

Haiku  on Kindle

The Heart of Haiku by Jane Hirshfield

Illustrated Basho Haiku Poems

Reflection Haiku: Living Modern Lives the Simple Way – Lily Wang’s English and Chinese Zen Shorts by Lily Wang

Reflection Haiku: Living Modern Lives the Simple Way – Lily Wang’s English and Chinese Zen Shorts
Night Fall (Haiku For The Evening Shade)
Haiku
Intro to Haiku: An Anthology of Poems and Poets from Basho to Shiki
Haiku: This Other World

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Kindle books from Michael Wormald

The Long Hard Highway
Kindle Edition Cover

The Long Hard Highway [Kindle Edition]

by Michael Wormald

Poetry, Haiku and reflections on the difficulties of living with ME.

Haiku XI
C
heap sword hanging
B
y a good
D
emands more attention

Haiku XIX
I
nside neon bright
O
utside moon full burns
See; dream.

Poem, ‘Dreams of Forgotten Love’, Extract:

Whispering echoes return from sleeping memory.
S
ipping potions divine, drowning in forgotten loves glory.
L
ike the recognition of a long forgotten perfume,
D
istant faces blotted; clear once more a bloom.
S
he is there lingering with lost affection,
T
he only light coming from re-surfaced emotion

Souls of dead poets, –
S
eeking then resting like weary travelers,
I
n a fool’s paradise, unreal and decayed.
T
he forgotten flower of Love, withered without sunlight.
W
hat’s the point of trying to keep it alive without light.
L
ike a never ending epitaph to a memory,
Y
our path has been too long and too hard to go back.

Leave your sour scars, forgive and forget yourself.
F
ools gold to forgive all but yourself.

Michael Wormald

 


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