I used to be funny.

i remember when my kids thought I was funny

now it's Dad,can I get some money.

i did magical voices,made up the occasional story

always fantastic and never gory.

they believed everything I said,no matter how crazy

kids are sharp as nails,sit up straight,never lazy.

id read them stories almost every night

always heartwarming,never give them a fright.

they stared at my intently,hanging on my every word

the stories I made up,each night,honestly every word.

i always loved to keep their total attention

to their friends the next day,my stories they'd mention.

they inspired me to write my first kids book

about the Crabby Family,it's definitely worth a look.

published many years ago now,doing quite well

i just wanted it published,didn't think it would sell.

all my kids friends and teachers as well

have read it to their kids,it's went down really well.

its inspired me to write so many more books

im drawing attention,getting some looks.

as well as Chillie Crab,ive written The Beagles as well

ive given a few out,people say its really swell.

i can't stop writing,the memories keep me thinking

i write about new characters,almost without blinking.

i will probably write for many years,or maybe not

the kids books I write I love,they won't be forgot.

The stories I made up were on the spot and original.some times they weren't the greatest,but the kids attention was always complete and always put them to sleep in a good mood.as a parent we all know kids getting a good nights sleep is the key to harmony in your home.if kids have a nightmare or a bad dream,the chances are your up and the following day will be a drag.

I hope that what I write appeals to most tastes.ive written poetry,kids books,and a novel.hopefully once the kids are in bed theres a book to entertain all people.i have written so much material over the years ,ive lost count.ive got so many novels on the go i confuse myself.ive also started at least three other children's book series.and not to forget ,many scribbles to go towards new novels.sometimes my brain is literally fried,but I do enjoy writing.

When my girls were younger there was nothing more I loved than reading them stories before bedtime.i always made them up from scratch,and it paid off.while I blurted out my imagination in to stories I often watched the girls responses.they were so hooked and transfixed with what I told them.it was truly a special time.i really miss those days,now if I tell the kids a story they shake their heads in disbelief saying my stories are not believable anymore.that's the sad bit,I still try to tell them the occasional tall story,but very rarely do I catch them out.they are very clever .

The Beagles sample

Basil the beagle was a very clever beagle. He stayed I a beautiful place called Willowbridge farm. He was just one member of a very big beagle family. His dad was called Beko, his mum was called Brandy, he had two little brothers called Berny and Bobby, he also had two little sisters called Bella and Betty. The beagle family stayed in a big barn on a farm, called Willowbridge farm. It as a great place to stay,there was always lots and lots to do. If Basil ever got bored , he had a big family to help out with things, they were always busy, so Basil was never short of things to do. Basil woke up at 8am this day. He got up feeling fresh and well rested. He crept out of bed, so he did not wake up any of his brothers or sisters. He went to the big barn door, and opened up the little tiny door that the farmer had built especially for the beagle family to go in and out of. The
Farmer was a very kind man his name was Mr brown. He was always doing nice things for Basil and his family. The Beagles also did a lot of good things for the farmer too. When he had to go to town, Basil and his family watched the farmhouse to make sure it was safe and secure until he got back. Basil loved his house, there were so many places he could go to have great adventures. Just as Basil went out the barn door, he saw his dad leave the farm at the same time. Basil wondered where his daddy was going. He went to ask his mummy, who was in the kitchen having a cup of tea. And making the families breakfast at the same time “Mummy would you like any help with making breakfast?” asked Basil
“That would be great son you could butter the toast for all your brothers and sisters” said mum
Basil excitedly took all the fresh toast to the kitchen table, opened the butter dish, and began butter the toast there was loads and loads to butter, after all he did have a big family Basil counted the toast as he buttered it “one, two, three, four, five, six, seven,” seven bits of toast for seven family members, then basil remembered his dad was already away. That meant he could have two pieces of toast. And that was alright by him he thought to himself. All of his brothers and sisters took a seat at the breakfast table, and they eagerly munched into their toast. They were always hungry Basils mum always commented on that. But she liked that all the family chatted away while they ate their breakfast. Breakfast was a time all the family loved, as it was one of the very rare times in a busy day that they actually got to spend quality time together. Mum and Dad always said how important it was for families to spend time together. After breakfast, all the children went to get ready

I love to write,read and compose

my appetite for literature just grows and grows.

i spend hours writing,reading,and looking around

most writing i cone across,is basically sound

i enjoy all types of poetry,horror novels and more

regular deliveries coming through my door.

i can't get enough of thrillers and comedy books

most comedy writers warrant second looks.

up most nights,engaged all day

all encompassing hobby,i have to say.

Ive been very lucky over the years of submitting manuscripts.the three ive submitted so far were accepted by the first publisher I sent them too.im extremely lucky that happened.ive heard stories over the years about genuinely good writers never getting a contract due to whatever criteria publishers want you to meet.sometimes publishers should be a bit more open and welcoming to new writers.its the same case with agents.ive been published three times without an agent even looking at my work.most agents will not accept new writers,the few I contacted basically snubbed me.i think your better approaching publishers direct,agents very rarely do this anyway.most writers I speak to agree that Agents are pretty strict with their criteria.a lot of writers I talk to say they are useless,I tend to agree with the latter ,as my experiences with them have been underwhelming to say the least.

ThisYouTube video my daughter Rebekah made for me as a surprise just before Christmas.i didn't have the tech savvy to even attempt it,but kids today are a lot smarter than they are given credit for most of the time.i loved it,the way she has encapsulated the essence of all my books is really amazing.i am very impressed,if I had tried this I would probably have broken the Internet.