Tuesday, 8 March 2022

What shall I write today?

What shall I write today?

I never know when I start, probably 50% of the time

I just have a thought and away I got

I hope you all like these "Chats" which don't appear in the books

As I compile them daily, when I write stories

Anyway 18 places reading my Wordpress yesterday

and 10 so far today 

https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com/

The Koreans are still mad for Quick Stories a collection of short stories

Japan has got in on the act too

Though it could be a pretty Chinese girl using a Japanese IP

so hello again to her

she sent me a photo with her hands in the air, to prove she was not a bod

I only believe when I see what I ask for

I've had passport photos and people in hospital beds

All Fakers that get deleted

UNREAD, I scan everything

Or Liars saying they've read me stuff

But THEY can push it up Google to the Top

Or maybe I want a new website design

Ever so cheap

THis is a Writing site

with stupid pictures of me on it

So you can tell who the real Writer is

not anybody else of the exact same name

I am the one and only michaelgcasey

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

England so the Americans not to get confused

and photo below is me after yesterday's hair cut

I'm listening to JM Jarre, back at school in the 1970s

We thought he was hip and groovy

At the moment my small daughter is studying hard to pass A levels

then go  to a great University, Anthropology is her target

With lots of modern music I don't know,  playing as she studies

Totoro our cat comes in and wipes her bum on Techtonics notes

then steals a sip of water from my daughter's glass before

leaving the study

My big brother in the 1960s used to listen to Cream music

on 13 in the dial from a reel to reel tape recorder

He went to Queens Oxford

Another brother using the same speaker went to Downing Cambridge

I had the speaker in my house for decades, Then finally I left it in the street

So maybe if you hear loud music playing, it's somebody studying

for Oxford or Cambridge

What of me and all my music

I ended up in computers

And stumbled into Writing after first listening to BBC  Radio 4 religiously

for 20 years, and now over 30 years a writer

50 years plus in love with words

We used to have a ghetto blaster on top of the DEC PDP 1170s

blasting out music all night long

Over the sound of the machines and printers and air con

And yes we were in the same room as the printers and all its dust for years

So I'll start a story and a thought will pass by, a word for a song

and sometime instantaneously the word I type is the same as in the song

A coincidence of sorts

Or  I'll look out the window and see something

Especially at the old house as it had more passing traffic

Then that would inspire me

Mrs Candy Floss hair passing by

Or an Indian girl speeding by on her electric wheel chair

Her carer struggling to keep up, with his bobble hat bouncing

A man passing by all day long on a bike

Each time carrying something under his arm

I picked up the kids from school and he was still doing it

Bicycle Removal Service was the story I wrote you can find it online

Yes he was really moving house, but could not afford a van

So that's how stories come about

I start and then see. where they go, thinking furiously

With Tinnitus being so bad these past 6/8 months now

It's very hard to get in the zone for a story

But this, bullet point talking is the best I can do

Though if I had a speed typist, she could type as I speak

It takes an hour to write up to 1000 words, or 3 pages

but you all read it in 5 mins

So the theory is IF I had a speed typist I could rattle off stories

Then well you know the rest, Kpop band with me as manager

I don't rewrite, I am just a piece of chewing gum or chocolate

Then you go back to work

I distract you from your work, and after a tea and a biscuit as

you read a story, you return refreshed

I'm like something passed about in the Diner

on 3rd and 7th as folks come and go

That Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

is the pits, or maybe he'll improve in another 50 years, in love with words

You can tell me, you have my email on my Blogger

But like I say, do not send me any rubbish

Do something useful with your life

That's what I asked God to send me over 20 years ago

Then I got a wife and kids

later lots of ill health

But it did allow me time to Write

2,000,000 words , 2000 stories, 3700 pieces in total

20 books on Amazon, 100s or 1000s of stupid photos

But I still think the best is yet to come

Will I notice it when it arrives

Or will you all be praying

Please God, no more 

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

Or am I just God's Joke?










What Shall I write today

What shall I write today?

I never know when I start, probably 50% of the time

I just have a thought and away I got

I hope you all like these “Chats” which don’t appear in the books

As I compile them daily, when I write stories

Anyway 18 places reading my WordPress yesterday

and 10 so far today 

https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com/

The Koreans are still mad for Quick Stories a collection of short stories

Japan has got in on the act too

Though it could be a pretty Chinese girl using a Japanese IP

so hello again to her

she sent me a photo with her hands in the air, to prove she was not a bod

I only believe when I see what I ask for

I’ve had passport photos and people in hospital beds

All Fakers that get deleted

UNREAD, I scan everything

Or Liars saying they’ve read me stuff

But THEY can push it up Google to the Top

Or maybe I want a new website design

Ever so cheap

THis is a Writing site

with stupid pictures of me on it

So you can tell who the real Writer is

not anybody else of the exact same name

I am the one and only michaelgcasey

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

England so the Americans not to get confused

and photo below is me after yesterday’s hair cut

I’m listening to JM Jarre, back at school in the 1970s

We thought he was hip and groovy

At the moment my small daughter is studying hard to pass A levels

then go  to a great University, Anthropology is her target

With lots of modern music I don’t know,  playing as she studies

Totoro our cat comes in and wipes her bum on Techtonics notes

then steals a sip of water from my daughter’s glass before

leaving the study

My big brother in the 1960s used to listen to Cream music

on 13 in the dial from a reel to reel tape recorder

He went to Queens Oxford

Another brother using the same speaker went to Downing Cambridge

I had the speaker in my house for decades, Then finally I left it in the street

So maybe if you hear loud music playing, it’s somebody studying

for Oxford or Cambridge

What of me and all my music

I ended up in computers

And stumbled into Writing after first listening to BBC  Radio 4 religiously

for 20 years, and now over 30 years a writer

50 years plus in love with words

We used to have a ghetto blaster on top of the DEC PDP 1170s

blasting out music all night long

Over the sound of the machines and printers and air con

And yes we were in the same room as the printers and all its dust for years

So I’ll start a story and a thought will pass by, a word for a song

and sometime instantaneously the word I type is the same as in the song

A coincidence of sorts

Or  I’ll look out the window and see something

Especially at the old house as it had more passing traffic

Then that would inspire me

Mrs Candy Floss hair passing by

Or an Indian girl speeding by on her electric wheel chair

Her carer struggling to keep up, with his bobble hat bouncing

A man passing by all day long on a bike

Each time carrying something under his arm

I picked up the kids from school and he was still doing it

Bicycle Removal Service was the story I wrote you can find it online

Yes he was really moving house, but could not afford a van

So that’s how stories come about

I start and then see. where they go, thinking furiously

With Tinnitus being so bad these past 6/8 months now

It’s very hard to get in the zone for a story

But this, bullet point talking is the best I can do

Though if I had a speed typist, she could type as I speak

It takes an hour to write up to 1000 words, or 3 pages

but you all read it in 5 mins

So the theory is IF I had a speed typist I could rattle off stories

Then well you know the rest, Kpop band with me as manager

I don’t rewrite, I am just a piece of chewing gum or chocolate

Then you go back to work

I distract you from your work, and after a tea and a biscuit as

you read a story, you return refreshed

I’m like something passed about in the Diner

on 3rd and 7th as folks come and go

That Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

is the pits, or maybe he’ll improve in another 50 years, in love with words

You can tell me, you have my email on my Blogger

But like I say, do not send me any rubbish

So something useful with your life

That’s what I asked God to send me over 20 years ago

Then I got a wife and kids

later lots of ill health

But it did allow me time to Write

2,000,000 words , 2000 stories, 3700 pieces in total

20 books on Amazon, 100s or 1000s of stupid photos

But I still think the best is yet to come

Will I notice it when it arrives

Or will you all be praying

Please God, no more 

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

Or am I just God’s Joke

Michael Casey 7th March 2022. haircut

Published by michaelgcasey

I've updated this 5th December 2021 I'm Michael Casey from Birmingham England, the fat silver haired writer in shades. Beware of Others with the EXACT SAME NAME, they are not me, and would not want to be me ... use Google UK to find me, otherwise Posh Americans pop up I've done loads of writing, about 2,000,000 Words worth over 33 years now But before I started I LISTENED to BBC Radio 4 for 20 years, from the age of 10 or younger Frank Brown our lodger, went back to County Tyrone and he gifted us his Bush Radio. He'd be nearly 100 now if he is still alive, so say a prayer for him 50 years in love with words, and I still look so dashing. I have a picture in the attic, just like Dorian Gray I've also had an interest in Politics for 50 years with my dad heckling the tv and Politicians. I almost immediately had a hit, a play called Shoplife was accepted but not finally produced by a Theatre. The Kenneth More Theatre, so thank them for sparing you all. This was back in 1989 yes, 30 years plus ago, the play was written in 1988. So since then I'm more than good enough, as a writer. Anything else..... I also ignore those who just cannot write, pick your own candidate I tend to write Comedy as I'd rather make you laugh than cry I have written over 2000 short pieces of writing, yes 2000 " (c) by Michael Casey" If you include "chats" 3450 samples, all told, the chats do NOT go into my books when I compile them. My first book ,a full length comedy/drama is The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker You can read translations of it here on this site Up to 10 different languages/translations have been read on the same day via this site, here on Wordpress look fo Translations Galore page, and more And in over 90 Countries world wide too so you have no excuse, find your own language and read The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker This proves to me that the humour does travel I have readers in over 100 countries now, just to repeat myself From Nepal to American Samoa and all places North South East and West Or its just a hit man on the run, or whatever Unknown Region Means It may also mean that only non English Speakers like my stuff Coverage but lacking penetration as marketing folks might say I did get 21,000 readers in 3 weeks for the Polish version of In Search of an Indian Princess. which is basically the final 3 chapters of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker all by word of mouth. If you add up all the downloads from my Wordpress + 13,000 when somebody stole the file. I have had more copies than Boris Johnson's Churchill book distributed. Maybe 40,000 copies . Not made a penny from it, free downloads in multiple languages. Reverse Logic, if the world knows me, eventually somebody will pay me But in reality I'll be dead first, and then just 2 pennies to pay the ferryman is enough I've cut the Plaudits, you can read/decide for yourself As for my life, I was born in the shadow of a Brewery, I was a computer operator for a market research company into alcohol sales, 21 years altogether, started in 1978, StatsMR Call centre guy, like everybody once in their life I was also a Trainee Betting Shop Manager I was a concierge and 10 other roles at Crowne Plaza NEC Birmingham for 3 years. Spent 3 years at Pinsent Masons Law firm in Birmingham I even hid a copy of my comic novel "BBU" in the Law Library at Pinsent Masons, well just for a day.. and I was an Esol English teacher in an Islamic school, for a year, I knew I could teach. I got Excellent, Excellent and Exemplary on the external assessment, yes really beside which I've had a Shanghai connection for 20 years now, including 2 bilingual daughters and being a hausfrau a long time too, I'm a great dad, as I've had lots of time with my daughters I can always make somebody talk or laugh I believe my short stories could be used to teach English, just package them up correctly or App them Or a Tale a Day from Michael, a story telling App What else, I was brawn and brains, I used to be as strong as an Ox, now I just smell like one We have a cat called Totoro, my daughters wanted a pet I said they could have a dog if I died , or a cat if I had a heart attack. A few weeks after that in Jan 2015 I had an Unplanned Quadruple Heart Bypass , it was supposed to be a triple but it ended up a Quadruple, 33% extra free so to speak. Now with an add on Hernia pushing through my bypass scar, it hurts when I laugh, so don't make me laugh I also have arthritis and other hindrances that hobble my body and give me pain galore. But my mind is free, though having read my stories you may wish I didn't bother But I'll ignore you, and carry on regardless. I do get heckled by my own Tinnitus these past 3 years+, so I have music on all night long to drown it out. I sleep with Miley, Taylor, Eric Clapton and Will Young, maybe I should buy a bigger bed, or just get a better mattress. Tinnitus is a curse, just trust me I know That's the end of the tidy version of my life To finish here's the list of my 20 books, so far:- 1.The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker 2.Shoplife 3.Essays and Plays 4.Blogs 2011 5.300 and Not OUT 6.Shorts 2013 7.More Shorts 2014 8.Quick Stories 9.Still Alive 2015 10.Undiscovered Words 2016 11.Still Smiling 2017 12.Altogether Now 13.New Horizons 14.14 Up 15.15 Down 16.Sweet Sixteen 17. 17 Again 18. 18 New Views 19. The Final Cut of the 19th Hole 20. 2020 Words 21. 21 Door Keys, key to the door 21 on Bingo, hence title, 53,000 words so far https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC to buy ebooks Loads of Korean and Arabic translations downloaded from my Wordpress, 1000s of them Quick Stories in Korean is a big hit. Maybe Kim in North Korea should read my books, instead of wasting his countries resources on what? Just keeping one person in power, him? Instead of joining the real world and opening a string on golf courses. That way we could get rid of Trump too. Into the sunset, as they play golf. Tears for a Butcher will be the sequel to BBU, and it too will be 600pages, however I really need a speed typist to put it down, while I sit and dictate like Barbara Cartland, and hopefully my speed typist would be impressed. we'd marry have half Korean kids, and form a Kpop band with our 4 new kids, with me as manager. And yes this is more for my bucket list, as Tinnitus keeps me awake too much, 6 months of not sleeping till dawn is really killing me Michael Casey aka the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham England 





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