I didn’t want to write this book, but…

I didn’t want to write this book, but…

Many times as I wrote and re-read and turned the pages, I felt guilty and uncertain that the words I was using, in the order they were in, in sentences that sometimes felt like small, beautiful hammers trying to make poetry out of violence, were words that belonged out in the open, where everyone could see them, and possibly (uncomfortably) relate to. But his story – Maxi’s smiling, sick-grinned tragedy – wouldn’t leave me alone.

The trauma I felt over time at witnessing so many others’ acts and feelings of trauma, twisted and turned and formed naturally into Maxi’s voice, Maxi’s situation.

Can the caring, psychiatric profession help everyone? Should it help everyone? What happens when helping someone makes things worse? Who is responsible for the error? Who is responsible for the terrible consequences of trying to help someone and making a disaster out of it, whether accidental or intended?

Writing A Kick In The Gurus often felt like a lumpy blend of hallucinating, laughter therapy, inciting a crime or ten, and denial, while simultaneously being fed lies by a therapist or even anti-helped and held down against one’s will by a saviour who would fix me whether I wanted to be fixed or not – whether I was fixable or not.

I imagine reading it might be a similar experience. Readers have had two broad responses to A Kick In The Gurus.

  1. Falling feverishly into a joy-ride, oncoming car, over the speed limit read within a few hours;
  2. Needing to put the book down every few chapters to take respite from the themes and action raised by Maxi’s malignant path to growth. You may wish to journal any themes that feel either too personal or too improbable.

No one that I know of has read it moderately. I think this mirrors the way I personally responded to and assimilated the multiple experiences of the wounded and in-repair lives I was privileged to try and help while working in psychiatry for a decade. Sometimes gallows-humour helped us survive; other times, it stayed in the mind and kept you awake for months, or else filtered into the strangest dreams.

Do you love thinking? Do you have issues? If you love the feeling of being engrossed in crazed, breathless, important fiction, if you want some perspective on how actually, the lockdown could have been worse, you could have been inside Maxi’s head for real, then start reading A Kick In The Gurus today. I promise you, it will be a book you will never forget for the rest of your life.

A Kick In The Gurus on kindle

Sweary Novels

Sweary Novels

Some stories just have to be sweary. This is one of them. Some stories will make you swear. This is one of them. Some novels change your life for the worse. This is one of them. Some stories become an unhealthy obsession in readers’ minds. This is one of them. Some readers need to love those who are unlovable until they realise that a part of them may also be unlovable. You are one of them. Some readers know that to stand in front of a cracked mirror is the only way to see the real you.

You are ready.

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Who I am and why I’m here. (And why you’re here.) Preface

Who I am and why I’m here. (And why you’re here.) Preface

WordPress invited me to do it properly and so I signed up for a course on how to make your blogs more interesting. Lesson 1 is to write a blog with the above title, to bring you closer. Not close enough so we both know what the other’s eaten, but close enough to have a gander with our glasses off. Close enough for a spraff, as Maxi says in A Kick in the Gurus. 

Welcome. Do we need another author? Do we need another bird whistling in the world? Possibly not. Does the bird give a shit? It’s going to keep on whistling ‘cos that’s what it does. It’s a bird.

I write and I’ll keep writing for you. Who is that you I’m writing for? A glaringly snide rhetorical second person persuasive technique to make you think I’m talking to you directly? Am I forcing you too close? Can you smell what I had for dinner?

No. The you is the person who falls in love with the story I’ve written, or hates it to the point they obsess about it and tell everyone about it, or whose head and heart hurts as they read it. A Kick in the Gurus is a bit like medicine – it doesn’t always taste good, but it’s good for you.

Some thoughts are not comfortable to think, but still, it’s better to think than not think, and the thoughts that come at the end of uncomfortable thoughts? Sometimes, they’re the best thoughts of all.

A Kick in the Gurus is also like medicine in that in the wrong hands, it easily becomes just a street drug that will fuck you up. You can be harmed or healed by the same words. Hmm, I’ve not answered the who I am and why I’m here promise of the title, yet, but it’s on its way. Make this a preface, then, a not-quite-my-face, a forming face.

You look good with your glasses off, by the way, you can stay this close if you’d like.

Escaped previews now in audio

Escaped previews now in audio

In four days, the previews of A Kick in the Gurus will begin on the site. Using the ropes I’m learning right now, the previews will also be in tiny audio mp3s. So, if you’re into pleasuring your ears with books, I hope these spoken snips will bring much light to your shadows.  Sign up or comment to get note of each preview’s release, or else, pop back here for a few seconds on Fathers Day to meet the first preview.

I’ve spelled Fathers with and without an apostrophe in the last couple of posts. I know I’m doing it. Leave me alone.

Here’s to another day of your short life. Make the most & please share this post.

Thank you for being a reader,

Maclean

London, 2018