Welcome

I’m Ken Douglas, a writer and photographer, who lives in the Biggest Little City in the World. If you need words writ or a picture took, I’m your guy.

I’ve written a dozen novels, though you can’t get seven of  them anymore. Well, you can find used copies on your favorite online bookselling site. However, five of them are still very much in print and if you read one, I hope you like it.

As for my photography, I work with the lovely Vesta Irene and we specialize in wedding and portrait photography and we shoot world wide, so if you’re getting married in Paris or Phuket, we’d be glad to photograph your wedding. Just give us a call, we have cameras and we travel. Oh yes, if you’d like to check out my photography, I would encourage you to click on the links on the right.


Ken Douglas, Vesta Irene and Devon


I believe every photograph is important, because making a photograph is like stopping time. Well, not for real, but I am recording a slice of it and preserving it. And that’s important work, so it’s important to do it well, with elegance.

Every human who comes before my camera is the most important person in the world for me at that time. No matter what’s going on in my life, pure joy or stark tragedy, it all vanishes when I see a face through the viewfinder. Even my writing, it’s gone and I’m living only to photograph that face in such a way to express the owner’s humanity.

And I’d like to add that I’ve photographed a lotta faces, hundreds, maybe thousands, I don’t know, an awful lot, and through all those faces I’ve discovered that every human on God’s blue Earth, has dignity and somehow, I don’t know how, they express it just before the shutter clicks. It’s like magic.


The Dead Ringer Play, by Ken Douglas


Fisherman's Wharf by Ken Douglas 001


Cold Morning in Elko, by Ken Douglas


Ayers Rock by Ken Douglas


A few years ago, well, maybe a few more than a few, Vesta and I raced a Toyota Land Cruiser in the Australian Safari, a 6,000 kilometer off road rally. We were training for the Paris Dakar race, but our car broke down halfway through, the expenses were through the roof and we decided that maybe racing wasn’t for us.

However (shameless book plug here), my horror story, RAGGED MAN, starts out with a fictionalized version of our breakdown, so if you wanna read about it, you can get it on Amazon, just type in the book’s title and my name.

But, about this photograph. The car had to be towed to civilization to be fixed, so we took a bus to Ayer’s rock, where I took this picture. Actually, this rock is featured in RAGGED MAN as well. It’s where my bad, evil beings come out of the Dreamtime to bedevil my hero, so there’s another reason to check out the book.

Anyway, we’d been in Australia for a couple weeks and except for a few dingy rooms attached to a bar somewhere in the outback that didn’t have bathtubs, we’d been camping with the car in the middle of nowhere, so we were really looking forward to staying in a hotel and we were pretty tired and grubby when we checked into one near the Rock.

And I was very excited about taking a bath, cuz I’d heard the water whirlpools around the drain in the opposite direction than in America and I wanted to witness it first hand. I suppose I coulda look at the H2O going down the drain of any sink, but I didn’t.

Anyway, the water really does whirlpool in the opposite direction. Just like June, July and August are winter there. But other than the opposite seasons and the opposite winding water, you’d like it down under. Vesta and I did. In fact, shortly after our failed attempt at being racecar drivers, we moved to New Zealand and we’d’a probably stayed forever, but after six months they said we had to go.

We got a three month extension and when that was up, we got in an accident on the way to the airport. Head on collision with a seventeen-year-old drunk driver, so we got to stay an extra three months, a month in hospital and two months therapy.

And, I’m rambling. So, I’ll close by saying Ayers Rock is very impressive. You should go visit it if you get a chance.


Ken Douglas and Vesta Irene Sailing on Great White Wonder


And if your in search of something to read, cuz you’re tired of watching TV, please look below.


Death Glitch, by Ken Douglas


The photograph above is of my last book, DEATH GLITCH. As is my custom, I designed the cover, then went about writing a story to match. The result was a story about an aging heart surgeon who is murdered and wakes up in the morgue healthy and fifty years younger.

My other stories, the ones still in print, are more normal, you know, full of love and death and chases and tears and bleeding, but no supernatural stuff, like in DEATH GLITCH. It’s a strange story, but a fun read. I think so anyway. At least I had a good time writing it.


Jealousy, by Ken Douglas


Right now I’m working on a new series, starring Jealousy Strong, the girl with the green hair and the first one should be out sometime this summer. You can see the cover below. I don’t know why, but I always seem to design the cover first, then write to it.

Lastly, like with my photography, you can check out my novels and my other writing, by clicking on the links on the right. I hope you do and I hope you like what you see and read.

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