Friday, 23 March 2012

Is Our Universe Infinite?

Do you believe that our universe is infinite? This is a question that mathematicians don’t seem to be able to agree on. Some believe that infinity exists and some believe that it is impossible.

In theory, infinity is possible. You can count for an infinite amount by adding one each time, even if you have to create new numbers. So some mathematicians believe that infinity is therefore possible. Others claim that you will keep counting until you reach the biggest number, whatever that is, and when you add one to this number it will go back to zero and start all over again, because infinity is impossible. But is our universe infinite? And if so, do you know what the implications of this is? This is a belief that many people have that our universe goes on forever, but how much do you actually understand about infinity? If our universe is infinite, it means that if anything is possible, then it has already happened, and has happened an infinite amount of times.
The most well known analogy on this subject is the one that says, if you put a load of monkeys in a room with a typewriter, eventually, with enough time, they would type out the complete works of Shakespeare with all the correct margins and spacing. This seems very unlikely indeed I know, but given enough time it is actually possible. Scientists did an experiment by creating random letters on a computer to work out the odds of it happening and the numbers are huge. But these numbers become insignificant when dealing with infinity. As unlikely as it may be, with an infinite amount of time it would eventually happen because it is possible. And it would keep happening.

As you all know, it is possible for our world to evolve to what it is today, and you along with it. The fact that you are here reading this blog is proof enough that it is possible. Therefore, somewhere out there in an infinite universe there is another world just like this one that evolved in exactly the same way right down to the tiniest detail with another you that is sitting down reading a post just like this. Yes, that seems impossible, I know, but in an infinite universe that goes on forever and ever without end it WOULD eventually happen, however remote the chances are. And it would happen an infinite amount of times over and over again.

If something is possible, then in an infinite universe it has already happened and it will keep happening. Do you still believe that out universe is infinite?

Sunday, 18 March 2012

Free Gift Book Sale – Don’t Miss Out!

As part of my Truth Teller Mystery Tour, I’m having a free gift book sale. For the rest of this month, each book that I sell, I am offering a free copy the buyer can gift to anyone they want. Maybe a friend or family member? Not only do you get a beautiful heart-warming fantasy story to add to your Kindle collection, but you also get to make someone’s day with a free gift to show them how much you care about them. That can’t be bad! Maybe you have an online friend who loves books and is having a birthday. Truth Teller would be a fabulous gift and you get a free copy yourself. It’s a win-win situation.

How it Works:

It’s easy! If you buy a copy of Truth Teller from any of the sites below, simply forward your confirmation purchase email to: and tell me who you would like to gift with a free copy. Please include their contact e-mail address, and maybe even a personal message to them if you want, and I will send it along with their free gift. That would surely make anyone’s day.

Let me tell you a little bit about my story.


Ten-year-old Charlotte stumbles upon a strange shop when searching for a present. The creepy shopkeeper gives her an enchanting antique snow dome, but refuses to accept payment. All he asks is she promises to always tell the truth. She accepts his strange request.

Woken in the night, Charlotte is drawn by the globe’s eerie light and hypnotic power. With a sudden jerk, she finds herself stranded and all alone in a dark forest where she is discovered by a sword-wielding maniac. He calls himself, Elderfield, and he turns out to be a kind and brave teenage elf. He offers to take Charlotte to his family farm on a promise that he will help her find a way home.

They embark on an epic journey to find out why Charlotte has been brought to this realm and to pursue the one person who might be able to help, but none of them realise just how much is at stake. Strange things start to happen; visions come to her in dreams. They are hunted by real life monsters that attack with terrifying fury, but a far greater threat shadows their every move.

Fleeing for their lives, they reach the safety of an ancient mountain fortress and find the shopkeeper who gave Charlotte the dome. Her hopes of returning home are dashed as she is abducted by a druid assassin. Charlotte thinks she is defenceless against such a powerful foe, but in this realm, she is not the vulnerable little girl she thought she was.


Truth Teller Reviews:

Dawne Dominique - Multi-published author and professional cover artist.

Truth Teller is one of the best children's fantasy book I've read in a long while. Charlotte is so easy to picture in my mind, and the fantasy aspects are brilliant! There are underlying currents of "real life lessons" that are subtly included...ideal for parents looking for that perfect bedtime story to read to their children. I loved the entire premise of the novel and will definitely be purchasing the next ones in this series.

Kurt Chambers has captured the genre with a wonderful story that will delight many a child's (and adult's) imagination.

Annie McMahon - Editor, published author and Novel Workshop moderator.

This book has everything a bestseller should have: compelling story, endearing characters, vivid descriptions, genuine emotions, and a lot of surprising twists and turns. This is a story about a friendship that transcends race, gender, age, and even realms, between Charlotte, a ten-year-old girl, and Elderfield, a teenage elf. Beautiful and heartwarming. I strongly recommend it and have reviewed Kurt’s story on my blog, Dutch Hill News.

Ralene Burke – Writer, Editor for Wives in Bloom:

Honestly, I can’t wait until my kids are old enough to read these books. Kurt has written an amazing series that emphasizes such wonderful themes as friendship, family, hope, and faith. I’ve read Truth Teller and Wrath of Siren and, even though they are MG, enjoyed them immensely. If you’re looking for wholesome reads for your children, check out the next big thing for MG.

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Thursday, 15 March 2012

Award Winning Filmmaker and Children’s Author Magda M. Olchawska Needs Your Help!

Today it’s my greatest pleasure to introduce you to a very talented and amazing lady, Magda M. Olchawska. Magda is my guest today because she is on a mission to make people aware of the horrors that go on in modern day slavery and how YOU can help make a difference to help prevent this. May I please urge everyone that reads this to help in any way, even if it is just by sharing this post to make others aware.

Thank you.

My name is Magda M. Olchawska & I’m a writer of children

books, short stories and scripts & an award winning


I became interested in modern day slavery and human trafficking over a year ago.

The stories about sex slavery/human trafficking or modern day slavery that have been surfacing all over the world are horrendous and would make even the toughest of people cry.

After a good bit of crying I came to the conclusion that crying won’t do anyone any good. It was time to do something useful and make as many people aware of the problem as possible.

Since I’m a filmmaker & a writer I decided to write a script and make a feature narrative film called “Anna and Modern Day Slavery”.

Many of us don’t know (recently I was one of those people) that the sex slavery is one of the most profitable “businesses” in the world.

I can only guess that making “Anna and Modern Day Slavery” is going to be an emotional journey.

However I do believe that together we can make a difference and make people more aware of the huge problem humanity is facing.

What I’m intending to do with the movie?

Once “Anna and Modern Day Slavery” is made, I’m planning to enter the movie into various film festivals. Of course, to make my job and effort more fruitful, I’ll hire a publicist to help me choose the right festivals for the movie.

When we finish the festival circuits I’m going to make the movie available for everyone to watch online for FREE.

Yes, you heard it right. For FREE.

Of course for some period, let’s say two weeks, the movie will only be available exclusively for the supporters of the movie. But after that time passes, everyone will be able to watch it. The more people the better because...

... while making “Anna and Modern Day Slavery” my goal is not to make enormous amounts of money from it. I’m making this movie because I want people to wake up and see how cruel our advanced societies are.

After watching the movie the audience will have a chance to make a donation towards making another Anna movie, (this time about illegal organ selling) & towards charities helping the victims of human trafficking. The charities will receive 55% of the total donations.

We will also have special packages for community & campus screenings of which 55% earnings will go towards the charities, too.

This is my IndieGoGo campaign page

Please find some time to check it out and see how you can help.

If you would like to be daily updated on the movie progress please check out my daily blog


“Anna and Modern Day Slavery”

After working for years in the top governmental agencies Anna is fed up with lies, corruption and injustice. She goes underground and sets up the Organization which is a secret network of people around the globe.

The Organization tries to make the society more aware of one of the pressing issues governments would rather not talk about. Anna isn’t afraid of using illegal methods such as hacking (she is one of the top hackers around the world) to expose corruption in high places.

Currently Anna is in Eastern Europe trying to expose a gang of human traffickers whose connections run deep into the political and business circles across the globe.

Pawel, a talented researcher, helps Anna interview someone who is deep inside the traffickers trade. He unwittingly gets entangled into the unstoppable current of events.

How to find me?

Twitter @magdaolchawska


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Thursday, 8 March 2012

Children's Story - The World in Johnny's Back Garden

By Kurt Chambers


The window misted with Johnny's breath as he gazed out upon his garden with eager anticipation. Trails of raindrops raced to reach the windowsill, settling in pools on the white, glossed paintwork. "Can I go outside, Mum?" he asked, his chin resting in his hands.

"I don't think so," she replied, joining him beside the window. She ruffled his blond, spiky hair and peered through the glass. "Why would you want to go out in this miserable weather anyway?"

He gave a shrug. "I just wanted to have a look around the garden." He turned to see a wide smile light up her face.

"You know what it looks like. You've played in it like a million times." She flicked back her curly, auburn hair, exposing the wrinkles around her eyes. Her grin widened.

He tried to think of a reasonable response, but none came to mind. He turned to look outside again, leaning his head back in his hands. "I hate Sunday's."

"Why don't you watch some telly? Put a DVD on or something."

"Na, that's boring. I've seen them all anyway."

She let out a tut and turned to leave. "I wish I had time to get bored. You could always help me with the laundry, or do the washing up? I'm not bothered which. I have a whole host of things to keep you entertained."

Johnny rolled his eyes. "I think I'd rather be bored."

His mum left, closing the door. "Don't say I didn't offer," came her muffled voice as she descended down the stairs.

Within a moment his door burst open again. "Hi, Johnny."

His little sister's sharp voice made him jump. "Don't you ever knock?"

"No," she remarked in a casual tone. With one hand stuffed into her faded jeans pocket, she wandered around his room flicking through the jumble of assorted items that filled every bit of space on his shelves. "I'm bored. Do you wanna play a game or something?" she asked, gazing through the window to see what he was looking at.

He screwed up his nose. "Er, no thanks."

"Oh, go on. There isn't anything else to do." She slumped on his bed with her arms sprayed out, staring at the ceiling. "Well, what are we going to do then?"

"You could go and play in your own room?"

She lifted her head and frowned. "Not on my own!" She pulled herself into a sitting position and hugged her knees to her chest. "Will you tell me a story, Johnny?" Her eyes widened with anticipation.

"What, right now?"

"Yeah!" She bobbed up and down, her curly, blond hair bouncing with her. "I love your stories. Not a scary one though."

Johnny took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as though reluctant. In all honesty though, he loved telling stories at any time of the day. He gazed out of the window at the giant standing in the back garden and a grin spread across his lips. "Did you know that thousands of years ago the whole world was full of giants? Long before people were around."

Sarah raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, everyone knows there was dinosaurs."

Johnny eased his slim frame onto the edge of the bed. "I'm not talking about dinosaurs. They were tiny in comparison to these giants. These were massive, and they were here way before dinosaurs even existed." He waited for a reaction, but his sister sat gazing wide-eyed in silence. "And they still live here on earth to this very day!" he continued.

"No way!" Sarah squeezed her legs even tighter to her chest. "That's impossible."

Johnny shrugged his shoulders. "Well, if you don't believe me there's no point in telling you then." He went to turn away, but she tugged at his arm.

"No, don't stop. I believe you."

He made himself comfortable and thought for a moment. Then he began.

"A long, long time ago, way before any creatures lived on our planet, the world was inhabited by giants." His eyes widened as he emphasised the word. "They lived almost everywhere. Not all of them were really huge, but the biggest ones were colossal; as big as the tower blocks down the town. Some of them could live for more than a thousand years."

Sarah folded her arms and frowned.

"It's true!" Johnny confirmed, nodding his head. "When they're born, they never move from the same spot for the rest of their lives."

"That's stupid," Sarah interrupted. "How do they eat and stuff if they can't even go shopping?"

Johnny threw his head back with laughter and almost fell off the bed. "Not everything goes shopping for food. That's just people that do that."

She gave him a hard stare. "You're making this up. Why didn't they move around then?"

"They didn't need to. Everything they need is already there. They drink water when it rains and they eat by sucking all the goodness out of the mud."

"They eat mud?" She held her hand over her mouth. "That's sick!"

He grinned. "Yeah. Well kind of. They have these long, gnarled tentacles that burrow deep into the ground and feed off of the decomposing bodies of dead insects and rotting vegetation. Anyway, they can't move around ‘cos they haven't got legs." He leaned closer to her face. "They haven't even got heads!"

Sarah cringed away. "You said it wouldn't be a scary story," she protested. "They're not giants; they sound more like monsters."

Johnny laughed and pulled a scary face.

"It's not funny. If I have nightmares tonight I'm telling Mum."

He patted her on the leg. "They're not monsters, quite the opposite in fact. If it weren't for the giants, you wouldn't even be alive. Nobody would."

She cocked her head, her frown deepened. "What'd you mean?"

Johnny lay on his bed, leaning his head in his hand. "I don't think I should tell you anymore," he teased. "I wouldn't want to give you nightmares."

She thrust her hands on her hips. "Johnny!"

He chuckled, relishing his captive audience. "Almost everything we have is all thanks to them," he continued. "Cars, boats, houses, electricity, heating. The list goes on forever. Money, jewels, even the air you're breathing...Everything! Without them we wouldn't have any of it."

"That's rubbish. How come nobody else has heard of them?"

Johnny shook his head. "What you talking about? Everyone knows. They teach you all this at school?"

"My teachers never told me about them."

"Yes they did," he corrected. "You just wasn't listening properly."

She sat bolt upright. "No they didn't! I'm sure if they'd taught me about giant, mud eating monsters with no heads, I'd remember." She paused for a moment then scrambled to the edge of the bed. "I'm gonna ask Mum."

"You're wasting your time," Johnny remarked in a casual tone.

"Why is that then?" She wore a smug grin. "‘Cause you're lying?"

He sat up. "No, because Mum's an adult. They see things differently from us."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

He let out a sigh. "Adults only see things a certain way. Mum's seen hundreds of them, but she probably hasn't even noticed. They're too wrapped up in grown-up stuff."

Sarah put her finger to her temple in a circular motion. "You're mad!"

"Am I?" He rose to his feet and pushed his hands in his pockets. "Well, you're blind. Why don't you try looking out the window? There's a giant standing in our back garden right now."

She paused. Her mouth hung open. "I'm not going to look. You're not making me look stupid."

"You're already stupid."

She scrunched up her face and stomped over to the window, pulling back the net curtain. "Oh right, there's a giant standing in my garden. Ooh, I'm scared...Not!"

Her sarcastic tone didn't waver Johnny in the slightest. "See, I told you."

She gave him a blank stare, then quickly glanced into the garden through the corner of her eye. "Yeah, whatever!" she remarked with an open-hand gesture.

Johnny pointed. "You must be blind if you can't see it. It's right there!"

Sarah turned and pressed her face to the glass. "That's a tree, stupid. It's not a giant."

"What do you mean it's not a giant? It's bigger than our house. What would you call it then, a dwarf?"

She stood looking thoughtful. "I'd call it a tree."

"You call it a tree, I call it a giant. It doesn't matter what name you give it."

She wandered back over to the bed and sat down with her hands on her lap. "So you made this all this up then. There weren't really any headless, mud-eating giants."

Johnny thought he saw a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes. "I didn't make it up. It's all true. Trees don't have heads. They have long tentacles called roots that burrow underground and suck the rainwater and nutrients out the soil. They never move from the spot they were born." He grinned. "What part of the story wasn't true then?"

Sarah nibbled on the end of her finger, frowning deeply. "What was all that about the things they gave us. You said they gave us jewels and stuff. You don't get jewels from a tree, even I know that."

"Yes you do. Where do you think amber comes from?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. You dig it up, don't you?"

"It all comes from the giants, or trees as you like to call them." He gave her a playful nudge with his shoulder.
She smiled. "Really?"

"I'm not lying. Wood, paper, coal, oil, amber, even the air we breath. It all comes from trees."

Sarah walked back to the window and stood watching the Scotts Pine that stood swaying at the end of the garden. "It's cool having our own giant."

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Anything is Possible if You Believe in Yourself -- Kurt Chambers

A Writer’s Story Where Anything is Possible
January saw the release of my debut children’s fantasy novel, Truth Teller. This may not seem out of the ordinary that another author has released a new novel, but I’m not like your average author. In fact, I was probably the least likely person in the world to publish a novel.

I grew up in Stevenage and went to Collenswood school. My English teacher, Mr. Score, was a great fellow, but never really held much hope for his students being in the bottom group. I remember the day he almost leaped out of his chair with excitement when I handed in an essay that had obvious potential. He did well to hide his disappointment when I confessed to copying the lyrics from my favourite Jam album, and he even asked me to bring in my albums so he could see the lyrics. Poor thing, teaching our class, he must have craved creativity.

I left school with absolutely no qualifications in English and headed off into the building trade to follow in my father’s footsteps. I liked reading, but I wasn’t very good at it. I immediately fell in love with classic fantasy tales like Lord of the Rings when my mum introduced them to me at about the age of twelve, but not being the best reader in the world, I struggled with them. I always longed for a story that was just like this, but written especially for readers like me.

Many years later, working with young children in the evenings as a volunteer inspired me to write for children. Don’t ask me why, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. So I started writing the fantasy novel I always craved for as a child. I spent the next two years scribbling away whenever I found the time and finally wrote a whole novel. It was a masterpiece! Or so I thought. I was hopelessly poor at grammar, terrible at spelling, couldn’t read very well and knew absolutely nothing about writing whatsoever. I will leave it to your imagination to how good my masterpiece actually was.

After taking advice, I took my story to an online critique group where I first met other writers from all over the world. They took my work and completely ripped it to shreds. They started telling me all this stuff about writing, and I didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. That was the beginning of my life as a writer. They were the most amazing people I had ever met and became my best friends. They encouraged me and made me believe in myself and my writing. I grew a thick skin and continued writing while learning to write properly. I soon came to learn just how difficult it was to become a published author. For those who have never tried it, it’s even harder than you could ever imagine. For someone like me, it became an almost impossible task. But nothing is impossible.

I began sending my manuscript to agents and publishers, and the rejection letters started rolling in. My youngest daughter started calling me, The Rejectionator. Kids are great, aren’t they? This is a difficult time in a writer’s life, but the writing community was there to support me and guide me in the right direction. They convinced me I had what it takes to do this, and urged me not to give up. So I soldiered on, wrote more books and continued to learn. The problem with trying to attract the attention of a publisher or agent is they are only interested in what the market is selling, and what will make them the most profit. This is understandable as they are a business just like any other business, but this doesn’t help all the talented writers out there who will never be given a chance simply because they are not writing what the book sellers want to sell. But with the rise of indie publishing, the publishing industry is going to change dramatically over the next few years. Like it or not, self publishing has given the power back to writers and given them the opportunity to take control of their own writing careers. From my personal experience, I believe this is a good thing, but not a route I would suggest to any writer as a fast-track to fame and fortune. Going through the traditional route is a great exercise for anyone who wants to become a published author. It will teach you to become disciplined in your craft and encourage you to be the best you can be.

I have come a long way since I started this amazing journey into the publishing world. I have learned so much from the experience. I now moderate the Novel Workshop that took me under its wing and taught me everything I know today. I help mentor published and new writers, and this is my way to pay back all the kindness and help shown to me when I first started out. With the help of these amazing people, I created my own publishing company, UK Children’s Publishing, from which I published the first book in my children’s fantasy series, Truth Teller. It’s still early days, and this is just the beginning of a whole new journey for me. My story is available in all e-book formats and will come into print later on in the year. If all goes well, I will also release the next two books, The Wrath of Siren and Favian’s Law in a timely fashion while I’m working on book four in the series, Lost Magic. I also have another middle grade novel, Unknown Reality, that I’m submitting through the traditional route, and so far, I have had some very encouraging feedback from top UK publishing agents. I wonder what my old English teacher, Mr. Score, would think of me now. I’m sure he would be very proud.

There is a moral to this story. It doesn’t matter who you are, or what background you come from. Never stop dreaming. You can make your dreams come true if you want something enough and are prepared to give it everything you’ve got. You should always believe in yourself.

Shameless plug

Truth Teller by Kurt Chambers is free to all readers

How can ten-year-old Charlotte ever envisage that magic really exists? The place for other realms belongs in a child’s fairy tale. Or so she thinks, until she discovers the strange shopkeeper and begins an adventure that changes her life forever.
Discovered alone in a far away forest, Charlotte embarks on a journey encountering heart-stopping dangers and real life monsters, but a far greater threat shadows her every move. Even the strength and skill of her new companions cannot protect her against a ruthless druid assassin.
But in this realm, Charlotte is not the vulnerable little girl she thought she was.

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