Thursday, February 23, 2017
Thursday, February 16, 2017
The review in the book section of the Reading Eagle February 12th. 2017
Reasons for writing the book “Ewan Colin Coupar and a Touch of the Fae”
I’m not sure I can come up with any one good reason or who I was writing for but I’ll try.
Some of the story includes things and incidents and people from my distant past as a child, facts that I turned into fiction.
But I think the main reason is that I started dreaming a series of dreams when I was living and working in Montreal during the 1970s. Dreams I had over a period of time that lasted for about two years. Dreams that were sometimes two weeks apart and some about two months apart, totalling maybe twenty in all. What was unique about them was after I had dreamed them they stayed fresh in my memory, not like other dreams that usually fade fairly quickly. Also they seemed to connect with the previous dreams like a continuing story. I kept thinking to myself I should be writing these down and I eventually did but not until quite a few years later.
The part of the book that comes from the dreams involves Gorvic the traveller from the Norse countries. He was seeking some secret information in the islands across the North Sea, in the land which is now Scotland, but was not at that time. The dream took place in a very distant past, a long, long time ago.
How it morphed into Ewan and his friends with a Touch of the Fae I have no idea. That’s what I had originally thought but then I remembered that I had started an autobiography which I think sparked the story of my early life and somehow connected it with the dream series.
I do recall one of our neighbours in Trafalgar Street who kept telling my Grandmother that I was a different child from most of the others in the neighbourhood. Just what she meant I’m not sure. The neighbour was from Holland; she was a big Dutch woman called Mrs. Van something or other. I can’t recall her proper name, but she had a heavy Dutch accent that made you think there was something mysterious about her. Turns out that there were others around that were like me or so the story goes. I do know I believed in Faeries back then but I often thought that the reason I was different was my English accent, for which I was picked on a lot.
I had no one age group I was writing for, nothing like that in mind. Just whoever wanted to read a good wee fantasy tale. It took me about ten years to finish it from the time I started until I finished it by the end of 2016. To tell the truth I wasn’t sure I would ever finish it but now that I have I found that I had written enough to continue the story into book two and maybe beyond. We’ll see.
Oh and the book cover, I’m asked. Well the cover photo was taken last June on the old Roman road above Greenock on Whitelees Moor. The road goes toward the Corlic Hill and Cairn. When you reach the bottom of Corlic Hill you can either turn Left and head to Lurg Moor and the remains on an old Roman fort or go straight up the hill to the top. A good climb. However if you turn right instead you will find the ruins of an old farm, Burnside farm, where years ago the Rankin family had a wee teahouse there. The rock cluster in the photo is one of many along the road. It kind of depicts the home of some Rockkin spirits and the star effects in the background sky indicates the presence of the big Faeries, the other worldly beings.
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
Well folks, it's been a busy January. My book release on Jan. 12th. on amazon.com, amazon.ca, amazon.uk and Europe. Hope you all buy a copy, help me get on to the best seller lists and please leave a review on amazon. I'm already working on book two. It'll be awhile though, need to get the first one out there and into your hands.
I had two Burns Dinners to perform at this year, one in Tucson, AZ, Jan. 21st, where we took extra time out there to see Tombstone (The OK Corral and all that), The Grand Canyon and visits to other National Parks areas in the Saguaro Desert (where the bird video, at the end of the blog, was taken) and the Casa Grande Ruins. My thanks to Randy and the folks out there for inviting me back for a second year.
|At the Grand Canyon|
|At Saguaro National Park|
My second dinner, Jan. 27th, was in Little Falls, NY at the Overlook Mansion Bed and Breakfast and Event Center. It was built by a Mr. Burrell back in the late 1800s who ran a cheese manufacturing empire. Little Falls was once the cheese capitol of the US. Thanks to Mik and Maggie for having me out there. The mansion is magnificent. The Erie Canal runs through Little Falls. Wonderful audiences at both dinners.
Oh, a parting thought, please buy my book and give me a review on amazon. To all my twitter followers or FB friends out there who do book blogs or have book promotion sites please contact me.
Friday, November 18, 2016
Monday, November 14, 2016
These photos taken back in the early 1970s show the bar at the Irish Lancer where Leonard Cohen would occasionally drop by for a drink where Gordon Lee and I performing on a regular basis. He liked Irish and Scottish music. Two other photos are of Gordon and myself performing, one while opening for Billy Connolly at The Place Des Arts and one in the pub. The other is a brochure for La Salle Hotel where The Irish Lancer was. While I chatted with Leonard I did not know who he was as he didn't really say "Hey I'm Leonard Cohen". I only knew him as a customer whom I shared a drink with now and then. I found out who he was when a girl in the crowd one night asked me to song Suzanne, a song I occasionally sang. I didn't sing it right away and when she asked me why I said I would sing it in the next set. She stated it was too late as he had already left. I asked was he here and she said yes you were talking to him at the bar. Little did I know.
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
In a new take on old tales, Carl R. Peterson combines fact, folklore, and fantasy into Ewan Colin Coupar and a Touch of the Fae, a story featuring a cast of Rockkin, Elves, Brownies, and Urisks, among other faerie folk, who mingle with humans in our own world. These encounters result in children who have a “touch of the Fae” through bloodline or other connections.
Among these special children is Ewan Colin Coupar, a young boy who grew up in England but has now returned to his birthplace in Greenock, Scotland. Amid the tumultuous post-WWII atmosphere, he is delighted to find an escape from his worldly troubles in the wondrous realm of the Fae.
Joining a number of kindred spirits—other children who possess a touch of the Fae as well as a minister pursuing his interest in faerie beings in spite of his faith—Ewan embarks on several adventures and befriends many faeries, including a Druid spirit named Winthrop.
Little do they know that sinister forces are at work, seeking to steal the secrets of the past and the ancient knowledge of the Fae. Can Ewan and his friends put a stop to their malevolent plans?Cheers, Carl