Good Afternoon everyone, my name is Katherine A Shaw and welcome to a blog site that is going to be dedicated to The Jaw.
Incase you haven’t heard of it, which I’m guessing many of you haven’t, The Jaw Revisited is an epic poetic novel written by myself. One year in the writing as produced a novel that is over 100,000 words long. Now I can hear you all shouting at me… “So what, 100,000 words is not that long” and you will be correct. There is something rather unique about this book though.
It is a life story of two characters… “Yes o.k but many books are like that”
It has love and romance… “Oh no not another Mills and Boon?”
Death and despair, torture, sadness and betrayal… “Yes o.k but that does not make it special”
Well it covers many subjects about today’s society… “Right it is not sounding that unique or different is it?”
O.K, well The Jaw is as I have said over 100,000 words, spanning more than 450 pages all written in……. Rhyming Couplets. Each line will rhyme with the next throughout the whole book. It is a life story of two characters, Paul and Betty as they try to fight their way through their so-called life which throws just about everything at them. Many subjects raised are subjects that maybe when we were all younger, if they had been talked about a little more instead of being brushed under the carpet, the society today would not be such a bad place sometimes.
I really hope you enjoy the site and please feel free to leave comments where you think appropriate.
I will post small snippets on a daily basis, as well as some photographs from when I take “The Jaw On Tour” to Mallorca.
Much love. Katherine
After watching a well known show here in the U.K, Celebrity Juice, I decided that it only seemed fit to write an ode to the wonder that is the Potato.
The Wonder Of The Potato
The smell of salt and vinegar makes me lick my lips
You can’t beat the smell of fish and chips
When we are strapped for cash
We will dine on bangers and mash
Baked potatoes filled with cheese
Lashings of it…if you please
When nights are cold and nights are frosty
I warm myself up with a Potato Rosti
When I fancy a night out on the tiles
I fuel up with potato smiles
Vodka is also appealing
As it can be made from the potato peeling
So thumbs up for the versatile Tattie
The onder of the Potato gets 10 out of 10 from me
I Don’t Know Why
He mesmerises me, I don’t know why
Like a swinging pendant, before my eye
He captivates me, I don’t know why
A joy to behold, in anyone’s eye
He makes my heart flutter, I don’t know why
From flower to flower, a wild butterfly
He makes me want him, I don’t know why
Like a second helping of sweet cherry pie
I want to tell him, I don’t know why
Would I tell him the truth? or would I lie?
So I guess I’ll keep silent, I don’t know why
Forever a secret, forever shy
Fly To A Web
It is an invisible thread that binds me and you,
One that holds us fast as glue.
Nothing can ever tear us apart,
We beat together as one heart.
Our hearts and emotions are entwined,
Nothing compares to us, we are one of a kind.
Our love is stronger than iron,
Our love has the strength of a lion.
You are my backbone and I am your spine,
I am your glory, you are my shrine.
We stick together like a fly to a web,
You are the moon; I am the sea’s ebb.
Your love is like the sea, so vast and so deep,
My love to you is a memento that you will keep.
Do Not Cry
Do not cry when I have gone,
I’ll see you soon, it won’t be long.
You’ll hear my laugh in the springtime breeze,
You’ll hear my song from the birds in the trees.
I am the fallen blossom that dances through the street,
I am the grass that grows beneath your feet.
Do not cry, it’s not goodbye.
I am in the heavens, wrapped in golden light,
I am the stars that shine so clear and bright.
I am the spring rain that falls from above,
Landing on you softly, showering you with love.
I am the colour from flowers growing wild,
I am the love to which you embrace a child.
Do not cry, it’s not goodbye.
I am no longer afraid or in pain,
Don’t be sad, you have nothing to gain.
Remember me with joy and love,
I will be watching you from above.
Think of me when you look at the moon,
Do not cry, I will see you soon.
Do not cry, it’s not goodbye
But for now, carry on,
I’m here in soul, I have not gone.
Hold your head high, Try to be strong,
Your grief and sorrow, you must not prolong.
Be brave, have strength and be happy,
Remember these words when you think of me.
Do not cry for it is not goodbye
Call For An Ambulance
I heard a noise from outside of my window
I looked out and saw Louise below
She was running past my garden gate
Running past with AnnMarie, her mate
Inside my head I cussed at her, wished she were dead
And for a few seconds, I turned my head
What happened next was like a bad dream
I faced the window again, as I heard a piercing scream
Louise was impaled on one of the gates metal spikes
Lying next to her were two racing bikes
Louise’s feet were touching the floor
But the spike was embedded through her jaw
AnnMarie was sobbing and crying
Louise was stuck on the spike, bleeding and dying
Two little kids were shouting “It was an accident
We didn’t mean to crash into her, it was not meant”
She had lost lots of blood, her face was grey
I could see her life slipping away
I just stood leaning against the window sill
I couldn’t move, I kept still
I watched Louise as her blood ran down her chin and arm
I knew she had done some serious harm
Her feet suddenly started to slip
From the ground they lost their grip
Louise started to splutter, started to cough
As her jaw almost got ripped off
I whisper to myself “You’ve dropped something on the floor
Oh yes Louise, it is your jaw”
I could see her eyes rolling to the top of her head
If she didn’t receive help, she would soon be dead
I opened the window and stuck my head out
“Call for an ambulance!” I heard AnnMarie shout
I didn’t want to do it, I didn’t know why
For some strange reason, I wanted Louise to die
I heard a voice screaming in my head
THAT LITTLE COW, DESERVES TO BE DEAD
I saw Louise’s body begin to shake and quiver
Down my spine, ran a cold shiver
I knew Louise’s body was quickly failing
In the distance I hear an ambulance siren wailing
“The ambulance is coming” I hear AnnMarie hark
Then all I remember is the room going dark
Next thing I know, I was tucked up in bed
Mum sitting beside me, telling me Louise was dead
I think as I fainted, I must have hit my head off the floor
Because my head was extremely sore
Sore wasn’t the word, as it hurt very much
Yet strangely… not to the touch
The next few weeks past in a blur
All I kept seeing was images of her
The headaches were driving me insane
I thought I had a haemorrhage in my brain
My mental health needed some attention
I went to the doctors to seek medical intervention
To the doctor I gave a symptom description
He took out a pad and wrote a prescription
He said most people would have done the same in my situation
He also recommended a well needed vacation
But I didn’t want to go on holiday
I didn’t want to go away
I just wanted to be left alone
I just wanted to be on my own
My behaviour was causing mum and dad to be stressed
So they went on holiday instead, they thought it was best
I hope you enjoyed my little preview to The Jaw. Please bookmark this blog to find out all the up to date news on when The Jaw will be available to buy.