Friday 17 August 2012

Free Kindle eBooks

I recently got a Kindle and I am all for buying the free eBooks and not too much else (I have about 40 books and have spent pretty must $3.00). But I do sometimes find it tedious having to scroll through page after page trying to find the one's that won't cost me a cent. So I've decided that a nice list of the free one's would be kinda handy. So I've created a list of a few of the books that I know can be gotten for free on the Kindle. If you type it in, it's not necessarily the first one that will come up, but it can be gotten for free.

The Pale Boy- Theresa Weir and Anne Frasier
A Good Clean, A Harsh Clean-Brian Martinez
The Seer- T. Scott McLeod
Dracula- Bram Stoker
Alice in Wonderland- Lewis Caroll*
The Blue Fairy Book- Andrew Lang
The Rich Man- Miroslav Halas
Inspired Creative Writing- Alexander Gordon Smith
Library of the World’s Best Mystery and Detective Stories
The Man Who Was Thursday A Nightmare- G.K. Chesterton*
Pride and Prejudice- Jane Austen*
Miho Amish- Mathew Ferguson
A Tale of Two Cities- Charles Dickens
Beowulf
A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court- Mark Twain*
*You can get many of their books free

Feel free to add to this list in the comments below. I'll put them up in the proper list to make it easier for people to see.
The more books the merrier.

Wednesday 8 August 2012

The Fancy of Twins


The phenomenon of twins has always been something of a wonder to my like mind. How both can gain the same disease that only originates in the tropics when one resides halfway across the world can only remain a question of possibility. There must be that small etching of doubt when you hear on the phone, just after you have told them of your own sickness, that the symptoms there are comparable to yours. There is also that question of, as I have heard it called, twin telepathy. Do their thoughts really trail through your mind? Of course there may be the moments when one may be surprised at the likewise thoughts of their twin, but perhaps they have been around each other for so long that a similar answer would come to their mind. My favourite question though, asked on multiple occasions, with, I would suppose, an obvious answer; ‘when you look in the mirror, how do you know it’s you and not your twin?’ Well perhaps this may be able to delve into something philosophical that would extend to the whole human race, but in these situations, that is not the case. When I look in the mirror, I can be sure it is me. I know it is my hair, my eyes, all me. Granted I can't tell the difference between me and my sister in photos of when we were younger, but in the mirror there is no doubt. But still it makes me wonder why that is such a common question.
I doub we'll ever gain an obscure sickness at the same time; we rarely shared a cold at the same. I also doubt we'll ever really know what the other is thinking; no more than the slight coincidental spur. And what I will always be absolutely certain of is that whenever I look in a mirror it will be me, and not the one that looks so much alike.

Wednesday 1 August 2012

Choices, Decisions, Options and any other word to mean the same thing

I could start this by stating that there are many decisions in one's everyday life. It's true really, but it's not everyday you have to come by a decision that really matters. In the end, when you're lying on your deathbed you're not going to remember whether you bought the two-inch or the three-inch heels, or if you had cheese or paid that extra dollar for beetroot. Pretty much likely you won't remember reading this, and I probably won't remember writing this. But then there comes the big decisions. There's living locations, careers, the people around you, those type of things, the biggies.
And then now it comes to my decision. A decision which I've been thinking over for the past couple of years, and have given many 'I don't knows' to the people who've asked. It's what I feel like everything has been leading up to, though I know it's not. And so, I do not know what to pick. I have my two options. One is what I always thought I was going to do. It was what, three years ago I felt I wanted to do, when I didn't understand things at all. But three years I didn't have to make this decision. And I still want to doing, partly. It's something I want to do because I've always wanted to do it. It's not a risk, I know I'll enjoy it and I'll be happy with it. And then there's the second decision. It's the one that if someone two years ago said I should consider it, I would laugh at them and wonder why they even bothered talking to me. But no one would say that to me, because no one would expect it off me. The basics of it started off as a, this might be a nice thing to try but there's better. And then it moved to an enjoyment of it. Then a fascination. And now, this. It's a risk, I don't actually think I'll be any good at it. But I think I'll enjoy it. And if I take that decision it means leaving here, and going off yonder.
So here's my question to you; which would you take, would you do what you know you'll enjoy, or would you take a risk for something that you might love?