Sunday, 20 August 2017

Biography of Sorts August 2017

Biography of Sorts    August 2017

I'm Michael Casey sometimes listed as Mr. Michael G Casey
so check both till you find all 14 books
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
I started writing a long time ago. 1987 to be exact.
It took me a year to learn how to write. I spent 20 years listening to BBC Radio 4 BEFORE I picked up a pen. I used to read by the yard too. I hope I write for ears if that doesn't sound too pretentious. That's 50 years loving words.
My Face is on all the books so you know who to blame I am not the Monk of the same name.


www.michaelgcasey.typepad.com to HEAR my words.
Yes I only do things in one take.


Stop Press, for those of you who wished I'd stop writing, well it nearly happened. I had an Unplanned Triple Heart Bypass in Jan 2015, and I didn't even know I had heart problems. 6 months later I learnt I had 4 grafts, so is that a Quadruple? Anyways Thanks to Birmingham's City Hospital and our Queen Elizabeth hospital I am still here with you. Though I'm still getting pain as it takes a long time to heal, and just for fun my Arthritis plays up too. I have given up eating meat and I don't eat frozen food any more. So I've lost nearly 10kilos, and I eat salmon and chicken all the time now, which is boring. But the alternative could be pushing up the daisies. I write 2 or 3 new pieces a week on my site so have a look there. And yes I write about pain as well, for without pain in our life we have not experienced all of life. Though I'd love a break from all the pain, as would all of us. Its Dec 2016 now i'm still writing as often as possible its good for the brain, and the tv news says coffee is good too, so I may drink more of my Kenco Rapore with milk. I've nearly reached 1,000,000 WORDS after 30 years of writing, my kids can put it on my tombstone, along with a new copy of microsoft word that I can use in the next life for a few thousand years.


Biography

I've been close but no cigar most of my life, such as having a play accepted by a professional theatre back in 1989, the play was Shoplife. Life is not a straight road, its more a long and winding road. I can even remember being at grammar school when Monty Python first came out. And look what happened to them. One of my brothers was actually at the same college and University as John Cleese. Another brother was at the same college and University as Mr Bean. Though not at the same time. As for me I went to work. Our dad by the was a Blacksmith then sweated for 40 years in a steel works.

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker is a slow burner that really does catch fire, and the best place to be when a book catches fire is, down the pub, The Trader in the book. Hidden in the cellar since WWII is a hoard of whisky, whisky galore you might say. When the street of shops in the book is threatened the shopkeepers can and will resort to anything. Such as a Poet and Undertaker using blackmail. When Patrick finds his one true love, and breaks the bed to prove it what does his priest do? The priest makes him organise a fete for the children's home, now that he has made a baby he has to take responsibility for it, and the children's home fete. The priest too uses a little blackmail, so the local police stop all traffic and detour it so as it passes the children's home 3 times, just in time for the fete. The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker is a fun book for all the family with an explosive ending.
So buy it. Amazon Kindle books can be downloaded to Kindle, PC and Laptop. So you have no excuse, or does the writer have to persuade you?


https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com  & 

http://butcherbakerundertaker.blogspot.co.uk/

Now my book of blogs has many funny pieces in it, here's a taster of what you get if you buy the book.

Stuffing Tony
By Michael Casey

Stuffing Tony, what am I talking about, no not our tame turkey whom we've decided to eat, nor anything else. Tony is in fact a soft toy, he's my small daughter's favourite, the one she loves the most. He's a white tiger, he was in fact he was her sister's Birthday tiger from a few years ago, but she cried until she owned him. Tony is a very washed out bleached kind of tiger. Tony has been through the washing machine a couple of times, he was very very dizzy when he came out. Yesterday Tony got a brother, his brother is a ginger tiger, now christened Ginger. Ginger makes us laugher because Ginger is how English people call my wife if they cannot pronounce her Chinese name.
Tony is one of 40 stuffed toys the girls have, they live up a corner behind the sofa which is just behind me. They are allowed out to form a class when my small daughter plays teacher, afterwards they climb back into their Iceland bags and go to sleep. There is a problem with Tony though, he's lived in the fast lane and lost a lot of weight. So following strict instructions, today I have done a stuffing transplant, which is like a heart transplant but much more important and dangerous. Today without any sedative I have made Loony Chick donate some stuffing to Tony. I took the scissors and make an incision in Loony Chick's behind, I then proceeded to remove the stuffing. I had previously made an incision in Tony's neck at the back, it was then a process of removing from Loony Chick and stuffing Tony.
The whole procedure lasted 20mins, Tony now looks very plumped up and proud, as the leader of the pride should look. As for Loony Chick, he, she or should I say it now looks as if he'd had a few dodgy kebabs, very slim, but at least the head still looks plump. When the girls come home from school we'll decide what to do with Loony Chick, should we stuff him with chopped up old clothes, or bubble wrap? Or should he face the death sentence and be sent to a Charity shop, I know it sounds cruel, but since he came back from Shanghai in 2009 he'd mainly been a cushion.
These are the very serious things a modern parent has to deal with, luckily I know how to sew, and I have a special relationship with all the toys. Now that Tony is full and looks like a weightlifting Tiger I hope Ginger won't be jealous, otherwise one of them may have to end up in a zoo, or the closest equivalent, in one of the 13 charity shops near our house.


https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com

www.michalgcasey.typepad.com to hear me read my stuff


www.michaelgcasey.tumblr.com to hear me read my stuff


http://butcherbakerundertaker.blogspot.co.uk/
are places to read my stuff, comic in the main.

I would love a spot in a newspaper or magazine, print or online.
I would love a spot on the radio too, 90 seconds with Michael
where I'd read a blog out on the radio every day. I have 1300!
So if you agree with me that it would be a great feature do get in touch

I also think a book of my stories with facing page translation plus my audio
attached would be a great way to teach English via humour to foreigners
I have enough material for a series of 20 books.
So angel investors get in touch
My shorts/blogs are 90 seconds long.
My 12 books can be bought here on Amazon Kindle,
DON'T FORGET KINDLE BOOKS CAN BE LOADED TO PC AND LAPTOP NOT JUST KINDLE.



p.s. I have now written over one million words.
1,151,939  according to my count. I only write short stories as I might not finish a full comic novel which is a year of your life. Though if any law firm out there allowed me to borrow a legal secretary.

I could come and sit behind a legal secretary and dictate it.
In 12 weeks I could finish Tears for a Butcher the follow on
 to The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
otherwise it will just rattle around my head, with out a conductor to control it.
Sir Simon Rattle was the Birmingham conductor, hence that joke.

Otherwise I write nearly every day now and when I have 100 stories or so I  compile them into another book and launch it on Amazon Kindle.
Poland seems to love my stories then most, so a big thank you to them. I have to buy some eggs at our local Polish shop now, so while I do that you can buy and read my stuff.







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