Thursday, 23 August 2012

The Voodoo Hoodoo: Free on Amazon Kindle, 23rd-27th August 2012 (PST)

Enough of the ranting, already. It's like the Apocalypse came and went behind the Olympics' back. Everywhere you look, there's amateur porn on the supermarket bookshelves, and everywhere you go, people talking about domestic violence and zombies. Workmates texting at the dead of night complaining that they're bored of the DVD porn that they're watching, and what are you up to?

Is this the dystopian artistic limbo we've wished upon ourselves?

And no - this isn't the pitch for the Death & The City novels. It's the Western world you're currently living in. Are you having fun? Better check it's not illegal - because all the old laws - and the new laws - still apply...

That's the theme of Death & The City as I wrote it in 2008, from the point-of-view of my job in nightclub security as inspiration. The old school and the new. And who's currently enforcing the law...

These two original books are currently on their third outing as Kindle freebies. You can read more about them, and an excerpt, on Wordpress here:


They're in the genre Crime/Romance/Humour, and have currently been involved in a bit of true-life mystery and intrigue for the readers to ponder over... Check the link above for details.

Oh - and they're suitable for all readers (no graphic/explicit content - only the cool stuff).

Happy reading ;)

L xxxxxxx

Friday, 6 July 2012

The Voodoo Analysis: Fifty Shades of Marketing Explicit Content to the wrong audience...


Don't be fooled by the groupies, the wannabes, and the fans of Regency romance. 'That book/trilogy' is nothing more than a pervert's handbook, with a creep's sob-story in the middle and a Cinderella ending tacked on, written by someone who started out using another author's work on a public website where that author's work was revered - by its underage audience. Underage, for the new adult content being written. In itself, this would raise enough questions about the new writer themselves, of the sort that the police dealing with cases of internet grooming and exploitation face every day.

There are laws against that sort of advertising, which come under Obscene Content and Indecent Displays. And yet this 'marketing tactic' is still being perpetuated by the author and the publishers, in the public eye, in all media.

The UK laws currently state that parents are responsible for what their children buy. However, parents have no control over how consumer content is marketed by the originators and distributors. The responsibility for that lies elsewhere. The Obscene Content and Indecent Display laws apply to all publications, and state that these are matters where the Police have enforcement powers and the Courts decide whether or not a law is being broken.

The author and publishers of adult books with 'explicit content', referring consistently in every article and interview to the author's past as an anonymous writer - on a popular fan-fiction site - who included scenes of a graphic and instructional nature in her interpretation of a high-profile contemporary children's series, are marketing their books by inferring an ongoing connection with the original books, to that same impressionable audience. Only this month, an article by that author herself detailing her fan-fiction background - and suggesting that others could do the same to start a writing career, without warning that younger readers use the same website on which she posted scenes of BDSM - appears in Woman and Home magazine.

The UK laws and governance are already having to review regularly to keep up with new media. But while we can apparently have a watershed on hip-hop videos containing beads of sweat, so far nobody is putting the brakes on an author and publisher's tactic of selling very adult books by associating them with a famous young audience franchise.

Wake up and smell the blood. What the book describes is a girl being groomed in the same way some of our most recent court cases have detailed, and calling it a 'romance'. At the end of the third book, it revisits the first meeting from the man's point-of-view, revealing that he is indeed a single-minded serial predator who routinely stalks his targets - and we're still meant to think we're reading a romantic novel?

Having had to analyse the books for another unrelated issue, I'm not falling for that set of old tricks... and neither should any young impressionable readers.

For parents concerned about the marketing of inappropriate content to minors in the UK - look up 'VAWG' (inter-ministerial group on violence against women and girls) and The Bailey Review (see also The Mothers' Union) in the government department for education.

For advice on general child safety online, including cyber-bullying, see the UK Council for Child Internet Safety document here: http://media.education.gov.uk/assets/files/ukccis%20advice%20on%20child%20internet%20safety.pdf

For inappropriate advertising in or by any media, see the Advertising Standards Agency, on methods of reporting a concern (by phone, post or online): http://www.asa.org.uk/

Book chart sales in the supermarket that put you off your food - never mind books...

Anyway - if you're wondering how I came to be so analytical all of a sudden, here's my reason...

I'm sure there's bigger fish interested in the same issues - and they're welcome to it. I wouldn't want anything to do with profits from thinly-disguised YA fan-grooming porn.

Least of all, any of my writing appearing in it. So you can imagine what a relief it is to know that it's all just 'coincidental' according to them...

Rant over, folks...

L xxxxxxxxx

Sunday, 20 May 2012

New Sun Rising: Stories for Japan - A Charity Anthology


Now available on Amazon Kindle worldwide - all monies go to the Japanese Red Cross:
http://www.amazon.com/New-Sun-Rising-Stories-ebook/dp/B008A7HABW

For details including history of the project and contributors, see http://storiesforjapan.blogspot.com.au/

L xxxxxx :)

Monday, 13 February 2012

The Voodoo Valentine's Review: CBGB Was My High School, by GK Stritch


This is such an amazing find for a contemporary memoir. Having set aside time to absorb it, I found I devoured the whole thing on a long train journey.

Meet young GK, a soft-spoken, well-brought-up girl, who wanted more than anything to study well and become an artist. But thwarted academically early on, she and her sisters (and friends, and sometimes her more insular brother) venture out of New Jersey and into Manhattan at nights, to experience the lifestyle of the arts and music set instead - and unwittingly, through becoming regulars in the Bowery scene of CBGB and bringing a touch of sober class to everyone they meet, find themselves in some of the most pivotal parts of rock history of the 70's and 80's.

The Ramones live at CBGB, 1977 "Sheena Is A Punk Rocker"

From touring with The Ramones, to running from the amorous attentions of soon-to-be famous college professors and 'the short one from Hall & Oates', to giving celebrity facials and waxing Cher - GK was never a 'wannabe' but always someone with her own mind, and knowledge of what was the right way to live and what was destructive, even while in the middle of it herself.


The Police perform live at CBGB, for their first time in New York (excerpt)

And once she finds her own New York 'apartment' observing herself growing up even as others seemed unable to detach themselves...


Blondie live at CBGB in 1981

She experienced everything the heart of Manhattan had to offer - the glamour, the danger, the poverty, the privileges, the wildness, the incredible opportunities, the generosity, and the bereavements - before the artist in herself finally won her over. She finds her own true role models at last, once she acknowledges her own great need for academia.

The multi-faceted Vincent Gallo, whom GK knew as a friend and plate-washer in Manhattan

Some of her friends succeeded - became stars of stage and screen - while others succumbed or sadly expired, and even at times when GK seemed almost lost and unlucky in her early and sometimes toxic relationships, a higher consciousness of her own always seemed to emerge to snatch her back from those jaws. No shrinking violet waiting to be swamped, but a lady I think few she encountered would realise was one whose inner spark would lead her out of the dark times, and onto the path of true personal fulfilment.

Well-read, poetic, historic, and excitingly insightful in parts, this is a real account of the Manhattan scene as it should be remembered. The famous set are portrayed as real people the author knew and interacted with, as part of her own social landscape. Although in awe of some, her observations are a tonic to the pages of the trashy magazines of today. A truly literary rock and roll memoir.


L xxxxxxx