When it hits you…

I was born on July 1985, so when my brothers asked me today what do I want for  my birthday, my mind splat into two… a part ran on auto pilot and went with the conversation, while the other half screamed at the realization that this is the year where I turn 30. Now I know what most of you think… 30 is not that bad, it’s not 60 or 50. Well, here’s where you are wrong.

The reason why I started to view my coming decade in a darker scope is because I no longer have the energy I had when I was 20… and I lack the wisdom I should acquire at the age of 40. So this is the decade I am bound to face my obstacles, my trials and right of passage. I already miss the days where my biggest problems was this picture right here, where a simple solution would be a stick or a taller hand of an older brother.

I miss the days where my biggest problems was this.

I miss the days where my biggest problems was this.

The two parts of my brain merged back together and reason was born from both the optimist and the cynical. My mind reminded me of the many hardship I won against. My record is relatively good. So for now… I guess I’m going to ask for something expensive from my siblings… I guess some things won’t change… my family will be there to make things easier for me.

Here’s a song that I heard recently I’d like to share. How can a song about a negative future be so positive? I’ll never know… I guess I can relate… or maybe I will on my 40th birthday.


A Citizen of The World…

This post was originally intended to be titled “Being Iraqi”. But since I was born as an expatriate, and the only connections I have to that place are the relatives that I love and a piece of paper that says I am originally from there. I wouldn’t be the best man to know what it’s really like to be a real Iraqi. I honestly used to have days where I didn’t know what to be and from where I should pretend I am.

I don’t know how many of you recognizes from where I am. Some of my old readers have seen my older posts when I was visiting Ur ruins, among other places too in Iraq. I have been raised abroad, although I lived in many places. I have almost spent half of my life away from loved ones. I started this blog, and my writing quest, with the policy to never mention from where I was, unless someone asked me of course. Even my author name is an abbreviation from my true birth and family name. But, and due to recent events that have happened, I decided to share my story, and I hope everyone will listen. So… gather around this shimmering screen, join me in a tale of sadness, laughter, hardship and naughtiness. This is the story of a citizen of the world.creative-ideas-are-all-around-us18

I was born as an expatriate, with no real country, but I was never homeless. The home my parents have come from was suffering from a dictatorship. The last straw was the time in jail my mother had to spend because they suspected her being from a rival political party. She was a math teacher, and she made me fall in love with numbers. She told me “To understand the universe, learn physics, to understand the soul of the universe, learn math.” I nodded like an idiot at the time, thinking. “Gosh, lady! just let me get back to playing football.”

For those hailing from the American continents… football = soccer.

It is a hard thing being a kid from another country… but it was twice, even thrice as much difficult to be from a country and studying in a country yours just came out from a war against only months ago… needless to say, kids were tough on me and I had little friends. This, however, forced my imagination to go through a spurt growth, and I managed to forge portals to new worlds. I’ve never been alone; in my yard, I would be the only one using the slides and swings in a way they were not made for, to try and find a way through the walls and pretend to be escaping, and trying not to fall on the lava below me that I imagined from grass and sand, I remembered my walks back home from school; I pretend to be following someone… I was six and probably never watched or understood a thing named a spy… but I was doing it, hiding from one tree to another… gosh I was a dork.

I grew up, and my talents grew with me, separately… I became somewhat a musician… even though everyone I know listens to music; most of them frown at the knowledge that I play the piano as if I am committing a sin. My writing burst out of its shell one day when I was in Emirates, after I mentioned ideas that I have in my head. And recently, I started to use a different form of story-telling, drawing.

I mentioned something about Comic Con Dubai and how I am a guest artist. Well, I’ve never written about it here because it never happened… the thing is, they refused to let me in because of my passport. They said I need a whole month before I can issue a new visa. I don’t know in what world we live in, but when you are invited to be a guest artist and you get an official invitation, you should be able to go… but then again… being Iraqi is something out of this world.

At the time, it hurt… it was a thing I was working for for almost three months, issuing two comic books… a combination of 430 colored drawings I might add, and I have only learned how to draw digitally recently… oh… plus I was studying for my MFDS exam and I drew this as a gift for Comic Con, as a tribute to the recently demised Leonard Nimoy.

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Life took all the lemons and I had nothing to squeeze. But… my art… writing, drawing and music… are my passion… They are the only thing I have in me that worth to fight for. I never stopped, I moved on, spread my words around locally.

It is said that when you really want something the universe conspire in your favor… and the universe did. I landed a publisher. Yes… I no longer pay to publish anymore. I got lucky and met a person who was looking for a new publisher to publish in more than one language. I got accepted. And ever since, I promised to never question anything that happens to me… because it is all part of the creator’s plan.

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Here are the books I am going to publish with them by the coming months… one in my native language, and the other is in English… Don’t worry, I’ll translate it one day.

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Short detective series. The first book is called “Suppressed Hatred”

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Renamed it… again :D

Goodbyes are the worst part when I write to you all… so instead… I’ll leave you with my recent drawings that I made for four special people for me… Cheers everyone.

My older brother got promoted to head department at the Australian university of Kuwait... I drew this for him as a gift. He's a big fan of Game of Thrones... I'm not.

My older brother got promoted to head department at the Australian university of Kuwait… I drew this for him as a gift. He’s a big fan of Game of Thrones… I’m not.

 

For my brother in law's  birthday. I had a severe lung infection ad he saved my life. He's a chest radiologist.

For my brother in law’s birthday. I had a severe lung infection ad he saved my life. He’s a chest radiologist.

My oldest two nephews just got accepted into Murdoch university in Australia. I'm sure they'll be better engineers than what I drew.

My oldest two nephews just got accepted into Murdoch university in Australia. I’m sure they’ll be better engineers than what I drew.


I collect to create a mystery…

It is sometimes a good self practice to go back to your primitive origin, if one is to start his or her soul searching, then following its roots will help jog ones mind to reach awareness. That is why I go camping to find comfort in the wilderness away from the redundant and mind numbing comfort of the city. It is a good meditation for both the mind and the soul trapped inside the body. And sometimes finding a small object can lead to an imaginative glimpse into the future.

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I found this key buried in the sand, greenish rust covered it’s secrets and it was obvious that it has been lost for a long time. It gave me so many questions, thus it became an object of interest. And what is interesting for me belongs inside the chest.

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This is where I keep my memories, my first letter, an old mix tape I created, my first girlfriend… Her picture not the actual girl… My first… Well you get the picture. This is a chest that carries a weight, and one day it will be off and out in the open when I’m buried deep down… Hopefully not before I’m dead. So I started to imagine the numerous things, some which would be embarrassing, but then I started to imagine what ideas would that key give? First of all… Will there be keys in the future… Will my grandkids look at it and think “What’s this for? Does it have WiFi?”. Will it become an artifact? Should I start spending everything and depend on that key to be the… Well, key to their salvation? After I abandoned the cheap ideas, I started to concentrate on thoughts with a slightly higher budget.
So here they are, looking at that key, thinking there is some secret room I have kept away from them. Do I have some treasure out there? Is it the key of my first home? My first car? What did it mean to me? Those are the kinds of questions I’d like to leave behind for my generations, items that proves I have a history, no matter how vague it could be.


My Tribute to Leonard Nimoy…

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This is a drawing I made inspired from some of the iconic roles played by Leonard Nimoy.

Live long and prosper.

~ A. H. Amin


See You At The… COOOOOOOOOOONN!!

So we all know now what I have been up to lately with my story telling journey. But to where should my voyage takes me… to what frontier? These are the voyages of my Writing Enterprise… where I get to explore my ideas… and try to bring them to where no one has gone before. But then I realized that I should go to where everyone has gone actually, preferably in a place where they like to go to every year.comic con

Comic Con Dubai will be the birth place of my new comic series, Team Genesis, after settling in the wombs of my thoughts for almost a year, it can finally be delivered to the world.

This year, William Shatner, Karl Urban, Kelly Hu, Caitlin Glass and many other celebrities among great artists like Des Taylor, Tula Lotay, Claudio Castelliniwho together will shine their stars upon the convention, where all dreams are weaved into reality and everyone gets to experience those dreams for a while and become his or her own persona.

So here how things will be, I will be presenting two issues at the Comic Con Dubai convention, along with the first two books of the Psychs series. Also, in appreciation of all the great effort Comic Con Dubai is bringing to us story tellers, and in dedication for the recently departed Leonard Nimoy, I prepared a gift that will only be revealed at the convention when the day comes. So, if you happen to be at Dubai attending one of the biggest conventions in the world, I would love it if you could pass by and see what I got to offer… you can’t miss my booth… trust me on that ;)

~ A. H. Amin


Author Interview: A. H. Amin, Author of the Psychs Series

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Drop in and learn what goes on inside this fuzzy big jar on my neck – also known as my head – through this interesting interview at Kelsey Ketch’s Nook.
Happy reading. :)

Originally posted on Ketch's Book Nook:

Today, I am honored to feature an interview with author A. H. Amin, author of the Psychs Series!

A. H. Amin was born in Iraq, and he had lived most of his life in Kuwait. He studied dentistry in Emirates in his first years and then he continued in Egypt.

He had first came across to his talent when he had met a group of students in Emirates who were discussing the making of a movie. After seeing how his ideas had impressed them, he started to take a little intrest in literature.
He started finally after he came up with the idea of a new fiction thriller book, Psychs, which was his first published book, after he received good criticism about his new idea.

At present he continues to write the Psychs’ series and planning for the next one.

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Shall Tease No More…

It is said that there are two ways the universe can really tests you… either through having nothing happening to you, or everything at once. It shows what kind of a person you are, let’s you know what is missing from you, and gives you the option to choose what do about it. I have mentioned lately that I had just recovered from my lung infection, breathing normally had never felt more luxurious to me, but during my days of despair, I worked on preparing a new idea that did not belong to my usual and known medium, which consist of housing those thoughts inside the warmth covers of a novel book. My new idea will not be a tease anymore, and today I will reveal not only what the idea is… but also a big news about that idea…. all that will be revealed in my next post… just kidding… maybe… we’ll see… so, here we go.

I have been working on a new series for a comic book, and as any other work, the logical action taken after having the idea is making the fantasy into reality. I have searched for artists to help me make the day dreams I had on paper to be visible, artistic and… well, comicky (if that’s a real word). I sadly did not find anyone close-by who is willing to do the work. Drawing approximately 180-250 images per issue is something of a bother that many would consider twice before agreeing to make, especially since the author in question is doing a comic book for the first time. I was having two tests at once, fighting an illness, and fighting my way through the comic books’ scene. So, eventually… I decided to do what I will reveal in the next post…. still kidding.

Confined inside my room, I taught myself how to draw, I viewed a lot of tutorial videos on youtube… though they usually confused me, here’s why…

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I eventually learned to some extent how to show a story through drawing. And so, my story telling methods had leveled up, my new upgrade is now realized.

And so… with no further ado… I present to you… Team Genesis… my new comic book series.

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Humanity’s lives have always been prone to change, and when a powerful being comes into existence, the world order is reformed. Three kinds of divisions have became known.  Some worshiped that being as their new divine king, and he was called by the name he gave for himself; Seth. Others hide and stay out of his and his army’s way, paying for their safety, living in fear from his wrath. But others… fewer as they are becoming, are still leading the fight against him and his D.S. (Devil’s seeds). But whenever the odds shift to their advantage, Seth comes in and brings them to their knees… right before he brings their heads to the ground.

Team Genesis is the story of a team that will try to find out the origin of the being Seth, in hopes of finding a way to stop him. But in order for that to happen, Team Genesis must be formed first. this is the story of the person who made the final cut into that team.

Here are some of my works from Issue 1…

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Hopefully not :D

Hopefully not :D

Since you’ve been so kind about it, here’s one from issue 2 ;) ….

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Now, for the big news… I’ll have to postpond that one till tomorrow. I realized that posting everything about what I do will be me talking too much. So this time, I’m not teasing, I’m just giving you some rest. Until next time.

~ A. H. Amin

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