Thursday 6 October 2011

Not quite ready yet!


Hello!

I am continuously rearranging and rewriting parts of my story so do please bear in mind the chapters to be found on SoundCloud are nothing like the soon-to-be-completed chapters on which I am currently working, re-arranging, and honing to perfection. She says modestly. Hmm... to change things on SoundCloud or leave as is and confuse my two listeners… tough one.

By the by, I had to go round the houses to come on my blog. My fuming is slowly dissipating but why did it take me ten minutes to get in. I’ll tell you! Because of this latest thing where the PC picks up in which country you are and automatically transfers the site into the language of that country! Bloody ridiculous. Just as well I’m not in Japan or I’d really be in trouble… no, I’d suffer it. I’d love to be in Japan. Sigh…

Saturday 25 June 2011

SATURDAY, 25 JUNE 2011 AND THE LATEST ON BTN:SMG

Well! Pooey to a certain body of rip-off ebook cover designer people. Yes, still here. Haven’t died or anything although in the name of art perhaps that might not be a bad idea… hmm... bit drastic even for me. Still working on getting BTN:SMG out there in all its glory. Absolutely! In addition to which I’m trying another route. Will it work out? Don’t know but am working on it and as for my book? Minor but pertinent changes are still being made as we speak. So to speak. I’ll keep you posted. It’s Do or Die time. Did I have to say that? Ttfn!


Sunday 29 May 2011

SUNDAY, 29 MAY 2011 AND THE LATEST ON BTN:SMG

Well, I don’t know how to begin. I thought of starting it off with “ha! ha! ha!” or “the joke’s on me” except as I’m in Germany that would be “the yoke’s on me” but I’m doing neither.

The ebook cover for my proposed book, it would appear, is going to take a little longer than I’d anticipated - and I thought it would be a relatively simple undertaking. Pick up telephone. Dial number. Speak with professed professional on the other end. Bounce off ideas, as they say, pay my few hundred quid, result: me grinning from my cover. And that would be that.

Wrong! Following a lot of to-ing and fro-ing resulting in my brain turning to instant mashed potato, the conversation finally came to an end whereupon I sat back to catch my breath while awaiting their email of costs. And it came. They want £2000.00 and 2.5% of my sales revenue! You what? They’re having a laugh. Why not take all the profit and be done with it! I have a kidney to spare take that as well why don’t you. Actually, no, I haven’t. I need all my bits as pathetic as they are. I’m still infected with the dreaded lurgy and that’s another story, all to do with superbugs and the Grim Reaper Gherkin of Germany, all of which can be found on my regular blog.

I can see this is going to be a fun journey but I’m on the hunt! I’m determined to be illustrated and illustrated I shall be…!

PS. In between nursing a cat with failing kidneys, he certainly doesn’t have one to spare, and nursing myself, I have been listening to my podcast. To make sure someone does. I’m continuously going over it, the result of which is: “ooh, don’t like that” and “I think I’ll add that funny story there” whereupon I’ve been making minor changes but major improvements on BTN:SMG. Yes! Improvements not just changes. Honest and modest to the end. It’s only taken me fourteen years to write but still I can see myself running after the printer jobby person who’s running away from me. “Just one more change, it’s an improvement, honest! Come back!”

Tuesday 10 May 2011

TUESDAY, 10 MAY 2011 AND LATEST UPDATE ON BTN:SMG

Okay! Basically… Gordon Bennett! Even when you use up your “free hours” they are omitted from any package you then go on to purchase. And because I’m about 30 minutes short I have to “upgrade” which means spending an additional £220.00 on top of the £72.00 just to podcast my CHAPTER ONE! That works out to one expensive chapter. Basically, this little adventure is taking place because I can't add up (my minutes) to the second, and, basically because I didn't peruse their FAQs beforehand. There is a moral in there somewhere.

To be continued. Meanwhile, I’d like to wish my grandfather, who tenuously started all this in the first place, a very happy birthday.

Ernst Bach
10 May 1876 – 1 November 1929


SOME EXCITING NEWS: I am now involved in ongoing discussions about the design of my ebook cover. Had some photos taken of me last night much to the surprise of passing traffic. I’m to be illustrated! Hope it’s not painful.

Follow it and me on:




Sunday 8 May 2011

THE ABSOLUTE LATEST - HONEST!

"Meanwhile, all’s well that… etc., etc., and Chapter One will resurface from having been muzzled within the next few hours. What adventures! I feel like a parent bailing out its wayward offspring."

Did I really say "hours"? Aaah... how sweetly innocent I am in some things. In most things actually but we won't go into that. Chapter One is still muzzled as I can't seem to find that nice person who communicated with me earlier. She's probably resigned. But I am working on it. Saga continues. And Shingy hasn't quite disregarded flashing his claws just yet.   

Meanwhile, feel free to read Chapter One at:
http://www.rosemarybachholzer.co.uk/

Friday 6 May 2011

Friday, 6 May 2011 – LATEST ON BTN:SMG AND EVEN LATER LATEST

To all you astute ones out there who may have noticed Chapter One is missing from SoundCloud… I can explain! It would appear they have reneged on their Free Time which I am currently trying to get them to give back or else I'll send… well, I'll find someone to send to sort them out except I would but I'm fast running out of my usual which happens to be - cats! One look at those fangs and they fold. 

BUT! Who needs SoundCloud when you can read Chapter One on my BOOK PAGE on my website.

Sincere apologies for this temporary hitch. But I am working on it...
AND HERE’S THE RESULT AND UPDATE:

Okay! Have heard back from SoundCloud, appreciate them getting back to me, as some don’t bother… Shingy was sharpening his claws in preparation… basically, MY FAULT! I didn’t read the SMALL PRINT. Apparently when you "upgrade" your Free Time automatically disappears. The moral here is; make sure you use up all your Free Time before buying a package of additional time! As now I have to buy some more.

Trouble is I have a blind side when it comes to anything on the Internet as it’s not exactly ME-friendly. Meanwhile, all’s well that… etc., etc., and Chapter One will resurface from having been muzzled within the next few hours. What adventures! I feel like a parent bailing out its wayward offspring.



Thursday 5 May 2011

update on podcast

Hello!

Hello and greetings to you intelligent lot who tuned in to my podcast via this blog or via SoundCloud – http://soundcloud.com/rosemary-bach-holzer – and I hope you enjoyed it.

Like I said, it was bloody hard going, but it was fun delivering it. Especially when doing the different voices! Bit off with the accents now and then, Texas instead of Brisbane, but one got the gist - that it was someone else speaking.


I’d like to say an especially BIG thank you to “Katyhea92 - heathrow, london, Britain, UK” for her comment she left on SoundCloud.

It makes it ALL worthwhile to know someone out there enjoyed my story as that’s what it’s all about. And I really appreciate the fact that she took the time to leave a comment. Thank you, Katy!


Going into discussions about an eye-catching ebook cover is imminent and hopefully within the next few weeks “Bach’s the name: survival’s my game” will be available.Exciting innit! So, I’ll be keeping this blog updated come rain or shine: interpretation - fitting in with the ME - even if I have to get Shingy to do it… aah, we’ll manage between us what with our British bulldog spirit and Margaret Rutherford-type gumption, yes, indeedy, we’ll keep on top of it.

For further information do visit my website, or other blog, at the following:


facebook.com/rosemary.bachholzer

For now, bye.
R

Thursday 7 April 2011

Blurb about the book - Bach's the name: survival's my game

IT'S NOW THURSDAY, 7 APRIL 2011 AND I HAVE NEWS!

Guess what arrived in this morning's post? Yes, besides the ointment, do you really need to talk about that, my new microphone. Yippee! I've been experimenting, much to the cat's amusement, by trying out various and different-sounding voices. Sexy. Intelligent. Hard but vulnerable. Husky. None of which worked except the husky voice and that's only because I'm getting over a cold which I have had for EVER. 

So! Ready for business. Taping now. Podcasting, fingers crossed, this evening.

Exciting! Listen in or lose out... etc., etc.,.


Proposed readership is aimed at predominantly female: mature thirties through to young sixties. Interest groups may include any type of organisation which features cats or disabilities (predominantly ME/CFS) nostalgia (particularly for the 1970s) and a host of amicable nutters who are neither incapacitated, or have a cat, but against their will find themselves tuning into James Last.

It’s 2001 and the start of a new millennium. And the start of a new life - or is it? At forty-one years old was my life over? I was single. I had ME. But I was ever hopeful.                                       

When I wrote about my life in the quarterly newsletter for a local charity, my Christmas edition was voted ‘the best ever!’ along with the recipe for my silky chocolate cake, which I suspect is what tipped the scales. I hinted at harbouring deep and secret ambitions. Feelings married people weren’t supposed to have. Did it stem from taking my favourite philosopher to bed each night? Had Michel de Montaigne finally penetrated? And was I alone in having a controlling and dysfunctional but colourful character for a mother who flew on Concorde yet shopped at Oxfam? And is it just me who drives a Mini on the pavement during rush hour? So what if some toes happened to get flattened it was preferable to a head-on collision with a Mercedes-Benz because there’s no surprise as to who would have won that particular confrontation.

Listen in or lose out. Well, not really, but you get the gist.

For further information do visit my website, or other blog, at the following:


Thursday 17 March 2011

Blurb about the book - Bach's the name: survival's my game

Proposed readership is aimed at predominantly female: mature thirties through to young sixties. Interest groups may include any type of organisation which features cats or disabilities (predominantly ME/CFS) nostalgia (particularly for the 1970s) and a host of amicable nutters who are neither incapacitated, or have a cat, but against their will find themselves tuning into James Last.

It’s 2001 and the start of a new millennium. And the start of a new life - or is it? At forty-one years old was my life over? I was single. I had ME. But I was ever hopeful.                                       

When I wrote about my life in the quarterly newsletter for a local charity, my Christmas edition was voted ‘the best ever!’ along with the recipe for my silky chocolate cake, which I suspect is what tipped the scales. I hinted at harbouring deep and secret ambitions. Feelings married people weren’t supposed to have. Did it stem from taking my favourite philosopher to bed each night? Had Michel de Montaigne finally penetrated? And was I alone in having a controlling and dysfunctional but colourful character for a mother who flew on Concorde yet shopped at Oxfam? And is it just me who drives a Mini on the pavement during rush hour? So what if some toes happened to get flattened it was preferable to a head-on collision with a Mercedes-Benz because there’s no surprise as to who would have won that particular confrontation.

CHAPTERS ONE, TWO AND THREE, ARE BEING PODCASTED STARTING
SOON!!

IT WOULD HAVE BEEN NOW BUT FOR BEING SENT FAULTY EQUIPMENT... OH, I CAN FEEL A MOAN COMING ON...

Listen in or lose out. Well, not really, but you get the gist.

For further information do visit my website, or other blog, at the following: