Peace Comes Over Me

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, by Wilfried F. Voss

Even though this is an excerpt from my novel, this short story is complete in itself. The scene is a pub near the town Cahersiveen in Ireland, and the story leads to the lyrics of The Boys of Barr Na Sraide as written by the Irish poet and playwright Sigerson Clifford.

The Place I Grew A Man

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, by Wilfried F. Voss

Even though this is an excerpt from my novel, this short story is complete in itself. The story describes a scene in an Irish pub in a Boston neighborhood where a young man with an Uilleann pipe plays a session of three songs. These songs remind the main character of The Bleeding Hills, Finnean Whelan, of his upbringing in Ireland, and my story describes three stages of his life.

Cemetery Polka

On December 31, 2009, in Short Stories, Wilfried F. Voss, by Wilfried F. Voss

The idea for “Cemetery Polka” came after I wrote an article on the importance of a good title for an article or even a book. “Cemetery Polka” is actually a song by Tom Waits, and I used the title as an inspiration to write a short story.

Sunday Bloody Sunday – Beyond U2

On December 23, 2009, in It's all about music..., Political Comments, The Bleeding Hills, by Wilfried F. Voss

January 30th marks an anniversary in recent Irish history that most people living outside of Ireland and the Northern Provinces recognize only through a famous U2 song, Sunday Bloody Sunday. Unfortunately, the song is still misinterpreted as a “rebel song.” Nothing could be further from the truth. The band was aware of the controversial nature of Sunday Bloody Sunday, that its lyrics might be misinterpreted as sectarian, and possibly jeopardize their personal lives.

Chocolate Jesus

On December 17, 2009, in American Male Prostitute, Writing & Publishing, by Wilfried F. Voss

Just today I found an entry in the Online forum at AuthorNation.com (in my personal opinion the most civilized forum for writers). A fellow author complained about a book that apparently sells very well in the United States, but whose title he found somewhat annoying.

If I Only Had Time…

On December 9, 2009, in American Male Prostitute, by Wilfried F. Voss

I felt, I should be writing an update on my novel American Male Prostitute. I am still in Germany (see also my blog entry The Lonely Cold Hotel Room), and traveling here, plus the preparation, took all my attention away from writing. I am finally in the right mind set, and whenever I have time to write I make good progress, usually between 2,000 to 3,000 words per writing session.

The Lonely Cold Hotel Room

On December 9, 2009, in It's all about music..., Neurotica, by Wilfried F. Voss

Whenever I hear Lonestar’s song on the radio I can’t help but yell, “You gotta turn off that air-conditioning!”, very much to the dismay of my wife, who loves country music. Now, she can’t listen to the song without thinking about air conditioners, which is even worse.

Another "American Male Prostitute" from New York

On November 25, 2009, in American Male Prostitute, by Wilfried F. Voss

For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction. – Lord Byron Okay, things are getting a little weird. I am putting in a lot of work to promote my novels and, consequently, my web site, but I did not expect the e-mail inquiry I received today from Bruce in New York in regards to my [...]

Literary Agents Are Snobby Bastards

On November 25, 2009, in American Male Prostitute, Writing & Publishing, by Wilfried F. Voss

As a business man I am appalled by the lack of business sense literary agents display to the public, especially when it comes to rejecting writers not because they’re not talented but due to primitive reason such as violation of the submission guidelines.

Donovan, Four Beatles, One Beach Boy, And Mia Farrow

On November 20, 2009, in It's all about music..., Musical Favorites, Wilfried F. Voss, by Wilfried F. Voss

Donovan (Donovan Phillips Leitch, born 10 May 1946, in Maryhill, Glasgow), is a Scottish singer-songwriter and guitarist. Emerging from the British folk scene, he developed an eclectic and distinctive style that blended folk, jazz, pop, psychedelia, and world music.