There once was a man from Gabon
personality, looks he had none
but he got loads of chicks
he was really quite rich
but they left him when it was all gone
Happy Sunday to you all out there.
There once was a man from Gabon
personality, looks he had none
but he got loads of chicks
he was really quite rich
but they left him when it was all gone
24 posts in 24 hours. I know I know – I have no idea why either…
I do apologise terribly for filling your reader the last 24 hours. I simply decided to do 24 posts in 24 hours because Ive never done it before. Ive been struggling to write of late and feeling weary and just rather lethargic so I thought maybe a challenge might be good for me. I wanted to do more but I was quite busy so didnt get to do some of the stuff I planned but such is life. Well I think it was 24. I think maybe I missed one but the intention was there.
🙂
Sunday shenanigans
There once was a lass born in Ghana
would do quite shocking things with banana
she would use up a bunch
between breakfast and lunch
though she said its ok, they wont harm her
It happened yesterday briefly and It was a curious thing indeed after not seeing it since the 16th of June.
what madness is this
Moisture falling from the sky
it has been a while
4th of Feb 1978
Prog 50 was a pretty amazing read, with no less than 8 different stories. The breadth and variety of art work alone makes it a thing of beauty and with writers such as Gerry Finley Day and Pat Mills and John Wagner it was bound to thrill. Art by Dave Gibbons, Montero, Ian Gibson and Belardinelli (amongst others) make it pretty stand out for me.
You know, a forty year old Comic smells pretty amazing too!













My thoughts on keeping up momentum with your blog.
You might wonder why the dickens I am posting so much today, and if so all will become clear eventually. For now though I will continue and post a little more about my experience of blogging this last year. I wrote a bit here, and another bit here already.
In the last year I have posted almost everyday. I did a count and in total I think I missed 30 days which isn’t bad. That is not to say I haven’t written a lot – I have written about 1100 pieces – it’s just that I actually just like to get them posted once I have written them instead of scheduling them in some organised schedule. I will schedule perhaps to the next day if I have a lot to post but I found that scheduling posts for say the next week took some of my focus away and made me a little complacent.
Now I don’t write for any reason other than to write and to hopefully leave something my kids will read one day and perhaps their children too. I don’t dream of publishing a novel or changing lives or anything so noble. I write because I love doing it and I should have been doing it for the last 30 years.
I realise this can be somewhat boom or bust at times and this week is a great example. I have been pretty busy at work and at home and low on energy as I get used to my new diet and this ungodly warm weather so I managed maybe a post or two a day at best. I made notes in my notebook and scribbled down ideas but that was the extent of my creativity. By the time Friday came around I felt this surge of creativity and energy and so decided that I would do a post an hour for the next 24 hours. Monday might be lean when it eventually comes around but for me writing is all about writing in the moment and following the urges I feel.
Now I should say that I would also advocate writing every day even if it is something small. Keep the brain going and maintain a degree of routine and you wont find yourself slipping too far behind. I have occasionally taken some time away and to be honest it was a bad idea. I found it really difficult to get back to my writing as other things took up the time I put aside and I am unlikely to do anything like that again.
If you can’t be arsed with all that here are a few bullet points for you on my experience that you might find useful:
Michael
x
There’s always room for more right?)
Sunny day again
will this madness never end?
bring back winter please
Just in case you find yourself asking the question
A chap who packed up and moved west
met this lass with a pendulous chest
quite the largest he’d felt
which she tucked in her belt
helps her posture, gives her back a rest
8th of June 1991. Carlos Ezquerra at his most beautiful!
I posted this a while back on my separate 2000ad blog but as it got destroyed I thought I would share it again.
Of all my art pieces this is by far my most precious and adored. An actual Carlos Ezquerra painting from the ‘Return of the king’ story by Garth Ennis published in 1991. I picked it up online and the minute I saw it I had to have it. It cost me a pretty penny but I think it was a real bargain and I actually went to a place in London to pick it up. It features Dredd plus all four of the dark Judges: Death, Fear, Fire and Mortis. Only a piece from Necropolis or Apocalypse war might top it but it would have to go some way…
Damn it’s gorgeous!







Enough I hear you scream!
Once a newly wed bloke from Mauritius
told his wife that his jizz was nutritious
and quite good for her skin
and would keep her quite thin
raised an eyebrow, not daft, quite suspicious
This was the follow up to this. All on the matter of eating inappropriate things and born out of a drunken conversation one night…The Original piece also has an audio version.
There’s always room for more 😉
Delights of the flesh
mouth wet eagerly consumed
dinner at Lecter’s
I don’t share enough so I am going to do more of it. For those who don’t know Judy you can find her at her blog below. I follow her not only for some of the fab poems and pictures she posts but also because she has a life so very different to mine so it is fascinating to see. Michael
Today’s prompt being “spoof,” I decided to resurrect this parody of Gerald Manley Hopkins’ poem “Pied Beauty,” one of my first blogs ever back in 2014: Pied Beauty II Thanks be to Sara Lee for appled things— For pies, for apple fritters and for thin-rolled strudel crust; For pastries of the fruit of […]
via Pied Beauty II — lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown
My thoughts on keeping up momentum with your blog.
I wrote here a couple of weeks ago about the one year anniversary and threatened to impart a few thoughts on my year of blogging, so here you go.
My thoughts on keeping up momentum.
A lot of people seem to start out with much gusto and quite quickly falter when they realise that you wont actually get many readers at all when you first press submit. Hitting the first year was important for me as I read that 90% of bloggers throw the towel in before they reach that point and I was determined to not be one of those. Apparently 80% of people who hit the first year don’t make it through the second so yes, the chances of success are slim, but then again what do you regard as success?
Whether you write for pleasure or for profit I think it goes without saying, though I am going to say it, that you have to have a degree of tenacity. You need to love what you are doing and if you do and work on your craft and engage with others then over time you will build up a following. Perhaps that is the best you can hope for? You can only control yourself and not others so as brilliant as you may be and as fabulous as your writing is you might just struggle at first. I think some of my first posts had four or five views at best – and even now when I have 650 or so followers I might still only get 40 or 50 views for a piece if I’m lucky – so you have to be patient and work for the reward.
For me I have always avoided the idea of a follow for a follow. I will check out most people who follow me in the hope that their work or they themselves are interesting – and if they are I follow – otherwise I move on. It is not at all personal – I just like my reader feed to be full of things that I can engage in. I know of bloggers who work damned hard at flitting around from blogger to blogger liking and commenting (often with the same comments) to try and get them to follow them in return. From what I can tell this does not necessarily create an engaged and interested following. You reap what you sow and I think that type of insincere approach gets the same in return. You can tell because the blogger will have a complete lack of engagement with their work despite a number of likes. Comments aren’t everything, and people can comment without reading, but when a piece has 40 likes and no comments at all on a subject that cannot go without comment that makes me wonder.
I might be wrong but I don’t think I am.
So where was I heading with this? Not absolutely certain but here’s a few bullet points on my thinking if you can’t be arsed to read all of the rest of my thoughts up there:
I think that will do for now. Until next time.
Michael
x
Photo courtesy of pixabay
My mind didn’t stray far from the obvious on this one. This one’s for you Donny.
Remember the days
when you weren’t so old and grey?
No? That cos you’re old.
https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/07/09/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-209-olddays/
No need to thank me
Friend of mine had a girlfriend called Wendy
into swinging she said “it’s quite trendy”
he would idly stand by
whilst each penis she’d try
didn’t last, though she’s still an attendee
The impact on my wallet has been noticeable.
Okay so three weeks in and still on track. Clothes fit better, my cravings seem to have gone and I am for the most part into the new routines of having to cook and wash up considerably more and go shopping far more than I ever did before.
I did find myself somewhat weary last week and I think my body has been getting used to not eating all the delicious stuff I used to put into it and is adjusting to something just wholly different.
One of the unexpected side effects has been how much I spend on food. I had expected to spend more but because I am now shopping more carefully and throwing very little away I am actually spending less for the family than ever before. I stopped shopping at Tesco (which I had been threatening to do for a while) and started going to Lidl and Aldi. That alone reduced the bill by about 40% and I’m probably another 20% better off because I am far more focussed on what we all eat and planning meals more carefully.
I do find I am not quite able to get all of the grass fed or organic stuff I would like but I am not going to beat myself up over that – I think it is going well regardless.
You’re probably wondering how much weight I have lost right? I will tell you I promise, just not today. 🙂




I wish I knew what it was from.
I bought this piece some years ago for not a lot, and I used to know what it was from but for the life of me I cannot recall. Its a shame because it is one of my favourite pieces. I have a lot of black and white art and I seem rather drawn to it. I do not know much about art and space and aspect and such but there is something about the white bits that are left blank as much as the bits that are filled in. I look at the piece and cant quite decide which I love more – the bit the artist has done or the bit he has left.
All very confusing but I do know that I rather like it even if I have no idea who did it.

Tanks a million
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for BEWITCH and TREASURE. I used CAPTIVATE and PRIZE.
Feint smile, alluring
eyes captivate, draw him in
temptations sweet prize
Door knock, stark reality
sticky magazine pages
April – October 1990
I am no historian of 2000AD. Yes I have them all, in boxes all over the house, and I love them dearly but I am no expert on the matter. I simply enjoy reading them and the way they make me feel and the artwork and the wonderful stories and the places that they take me.
There are few stories that sum up 2000AD for me more than this one. Necropolis. I remember it so clearly from when I was younger and I think it is where I developed my love of the artwork of Carlos Ezquerra. The way he painted Dredd and the dark judges thrills me now still and the story…oh god the story was amazing. For me pipped by the “Apocalypse war” but only just. Perhaps that’s because Apocalypse resonates more with me because I grew up in the eighties and the idea of Russia vs the west was so prevalent.
Seeing Mega-City one in flames was insane and the dark judges were terrifying and there was a real desperation as the story unfolded over 26 weeks. Curiously though Dredd never appeared for the first dozen or so.
The photos are from the graphic novel collection, and I’ve posted a few pages and I was going to write more but I think I am actually going to go red it for a bit. Just enjoy Carlos’ work…






‘Malevolent’ was the prompt.
He taps into his darker self, malevolent thoughts he seeks
yet mostly struggles them to find and darkness then to speak
yet deep he digs perhaps to find the things he keeps well hid
and in a moment clear a rage he heeds the prompts dark bid
Gives voice to things he’d like to do and thoughts he entertains
of zombie infestations seeing creatures eat friends brains
he shoves a colleague down the stairs, into a river does kittens throw
and finger bangs a woman that he doesn’t want to know
He defecates outside a school, and then punches a horse
makes pranks calls to widower and mocks the dead of course
then dreaming of the things he like to do and those he hates
he peers in through your window, on your roses masturbates
kittens drowned and puppies kicked he revels in the spite
and chokes his wife with trembling hands as she sleeps through the night
All day he entertains and dreams and lets the darkness out
into a cinema he runs “Allah Akbar” shouts out
And then with poem on the page the darkness does recede
and bids you keep his secret and the darkness not to feed
with smiles and laughs the rage does pass and normal it returns
he presses publish, smiles and winks and to the next page turns
It won’t take long to read trust me…
Diet’s going well
willing to trade first born child
for pizza and cake
Weekend ahoy and we know what that means…I do hope you feel better soon.
Heard you had a problem with your zip
and it caused a quite nasty large rip
got it stitched, put on cream
when you piss makes you scream
got infected and started to drip