I took this picture yesterday while I was passing by at Avenues.
It feels great.
Thank you very much to all my fans in Kuwait, you are really amazing. I hope my novel will find its way to avid readers and thrill seekers out there. But for now, Kuwait, and Dorset UK will have enjoy it before all of you.
We as human beings, not perfect but limitless, are bound to have that certain period where we get to shy away from our daily routine. I am at the moment describing myself.
I have been staying with my family for three weeks now, not sure what technology they are using, but they suddenly got multiplied. I am seeing lots of kids now, from my sister’s and my brothers families, and all of them want to spend time with the new uncle they are seeing, all the other uncles and aunts made a run for it, making me absorb lots of Kids dosage.
They are coming in different sizes, oldest is 15, youngest, a baby girl, will soon be 1 year old, who always stares at me for some reason. So I have been taking some of them out, either to play basketball or ping pong, or just baby sit and watch Disney movies for the millionth time. The only reason why I’m not mad and feeling the need to burst, is because they all love me, they run at me at first site, my 1 and a half year old nephew crawls as fast as he could when he gets a glimpse of me, calling me JIDO as he gets closer (Which means grandpa… I know, for some reason, he calls me grandpa), the ones in the middle, 2-8 years old huddle around me as we watch something, or play Au-no.
And soon, tomorrow to be exact, we will be traveling together, to Qatar, where our families will get even bigger… Oh Oh…
So I’m having a vacation within a vacation, hope to share pictures soon with you all.
I have mentioned before that my new novel, ‘Psychs’, made the list in Kuwaity book club July’s read. I was really happy to know that my book will be shared with avid readers, but I was not as happy as I was when they invited me to discuss the book with them.
We started to introduce ourselves, two were first timers to attend the meeting. I loved the varieties of the members; in their ages and their occupations, and they were really amazing. The thing I liked most was how they really felt about my book.
‘We formed an idea of how the book would be before we started to read your book, but then, we found out that it was completely different of what we have expected… it was really amazing’ the founder of the book club told me. That made me feel like I was in zero gravity… I felt too light that I could actually float in the room. We discussed the book, how did I came up with the idea, favorite character, what was my inspiration, and then we just chatted about many things and had a good laugh. In the end, we shared small tokens of our appreciation, I gave them all posters of my beloved ‘Psychs‘, and they gave me special KuwaityBookClub book-marks.
All in all, it was really a very nice experience, one that I wish to repeat many times in the future.
Kuwaity book club is well known to pick two books each month, one in Arabic (not necessarily by Arabian writers) and one in English. They picked one of my favorite, ‘The Prince‘ By Machiavelli as the Arabic read of this month, and yours truly, my ‘Psychs‘ as the English read… I didn’t even blow any candles yet.
I hope they’ll have a good read with my action thriller, and I hope they’ll enjoy – as much as I did – Machiavelli’s master piece.
Last week was the busiest, I shipped my book to the UK, had my hands full in finishing up with some of the patients in the clinics, and I had a full week exams.
Two days ago I was called for an interview in my university, and I did another one yesterday, which was conducted online… It was just what I needed after having a long week, and I had fun doing both. Here’s one Which occurred yesterday, An interview by Adam A. Ameen… I hope you will enjoy it, and if you felt like it, you can ask me anything too.
Q: I read your blogs and I want to know, how did you go from not being interested in reading to writing?
A: Well… I took a summer course, which as you know, is boring… So as I was shopping, I saw a book, called The lake house by James Patterson, it was a thriller. I liked the synopsis, and it said don’t read it alone at home… so naturally I read it alone at home… and that’s when I realized the love of reading, It was better than the movies, because when you read, you are the director, and for us, our imagination is the best.
Which brings us to writing, I saw my potentials when I gave my ideas to students who were discussing making a movie, I saw my self like the writers I admired… and one day, I saw one of my ideas, the one published now, getting praises from many… so I started writing, and here I am
Q: But what made you think you were able to write a whole novel just from a single idea?
A: Well… the impact of the idea coursed me to believe I can… I saw people seeing potential in it. My idea kept growing until I had no choice but to let it flow out
Q: And did you have experience writing before?
A: Before I started my novel? No… I was the guy who didn’t do well in literature courses… But at the same time I was only writing to get grades and just pass, and not to express or to be creative… So my experience came later, with reading… and you can tell that you gained a lot because when you read your work after you are done, you’ll get to realize what it needs to be at THAT league, the league of the bestselling authors.
Q: So In that case I’m guessing you did research to plan your story?
A: Research is an understatement… I did more than that
Q: How so?
A: I read two books about body language and the art of persuasion, so I can master my dialogues and my characters. I read technological books, like Spy craft, books about technicality and tactics, I went around asking doctors and pharmacist some medical questions… and of course, the internet… My eyes boiled daily as I did my researches, it was an effort which I really really enjoyed… I forgot to mention that I also did research about history and locations, and, believe it or not, about luxury watches
Q: That’s really something, let me ask you this though. How did you know you, say halfway through the story, that your writing is good and not bad?
A: Well, I doubted my self many times, because I can’t be the one to judge, because its my book… so half way through I wasn’t sure, I was sure though after I finished and started reading. It was like reading another book, I found my self enjoying what I wrote, and that’s when I realized it’s really good, by going back to my work as a stranger
Q: But were you completely detached from your work when you read it as just a reader?
A: You can’t tell… Which is why I got a second, third, and eventually, 20th or maybe more opinions… Even the greatest authors have to give their work to their agents before they approve to print their work. So When I saw that others loved it, I went for the process of publishing
Q: The most intriguing thing to me is: how did you fix the loopholes in your story after you were done and how did you make sure you tied all the loose ends? And more importantly how did you know you were done?
A: I made points before I started to write, and I read the book three times after I was done… So I guess its what did I do before I wrote and afterwards that made me sure I have tided all the loose ends.. and to be honest, I placed some ends further from this book to be tied later in the sequels.
Q: And did you ever think of putting anything of yours that you thought too controversial like something offensive, strong language or sex?
A: I don’t have to… you will always have readers thinking that way… some may see racism from a children’s book… which is why I went to avoid that by making my characters from more than one place, in a place where diversity exists, and most importantly, I wrote in the beginning of my novel
‘Good and Evil has no passport, it wears many skins, speaks in different tongues, and exists every where… even in the same person’
She is a woman to me, for it is the only way I can relate to how I am… I am obsessed with my ideas. I dream about them, but not too much because she won’t let me sleep. I feel happy when I describe her, I feel off when life gets in the way. She has never let me be, she is always with me. I always feel the need to write, but I am chained by my obligations, while all I really want is to share her story with the world.
We have those moments where we feel like we are fulfilling our destiny, even by doing a simple task… the sense of euphoria that surges within, god’s way to tell us that he is pleased with what we do. I sit in a lecture hall, and I get the feeling like someone is whispering into my ear, she reminds me that she’s here. She shines a light on a new idea, and I find my self treading on the thin line between the real and the unreal, where only my subconscious is awake, and my conscious is not aware of my reality.
How far will she go? Only I can tell by following her to the end…
Your ideas are your purpose, obsession is your guilt from being away from your purpose… make time for your ideas, or she will stop talking to you… once you lose her, you lose your purpose.
Be creative… be happy… be with purpose.
One thing an author likes to see is his/her impression on their readers, we are a cup which we like to fill with different kinds of compliments, amazement, appraisment, appreciacion… Et cetera. But I hit the holy grail on that one last week.
I took a week-off to see my loved ones back home, which was a long list. One of the favored ones were my brother’s family. His teenage kid came to me with a stack of papers, filled with words of his own, and he told me that he wants me to tell him what I think… I knew all along that he is a fan of my fiction thriller novel, and that he had enjoyed reading all the 423 pages in a couple of weeks, during his exams period (which in a way I feel guilty about). But to inspire him to unleash his own imagination was the best reward I received for writing my novel, giving the next generation the spark to go fill their own cup. I hope with all my heart he will be a great writer, better than his own uncle… God bless you Kiddo.