A Little Respect

And if I should falter,
Would you open your arms out to me?
We can make love not war –
And live at peace in our hearts.
I’m so in love with you,
I’ll be forever blue.
What religion or reason
Could drive a man to forsake his lover?

I’ve written my foreword, I’ve produced a PDF of the (un-)finished article, and very shortly I’l be sending it off to the printers, for a very limited print run of two copies, much as I have for each of the three other completed NaNo Novels.

Tomorrow I get to kick back, relax, and most importantly, not write anything. It’ll be marvellous.

In case anyone is interested, while I’m not ready to release the text of Thinner than Water to anyone other than myself as yet, you can read the foreword, which I hope gives a clear indication of what I’m doing, here: http://sleepawaytheafternoon.org.uk/foreword-to-thinner-than-water/

29th November 2009Permalink Leave a comment

Another Universe

It’s a strange way down from the cradle to the hearse,
Take me back, oh, put me in reverse.
‘Cos you’ll never be the last one and you’ll never be the first.
Maybe we’ll all meet again in another universe.

Yay! NaNoWriMo over for another year. Just got a foreword to write, explaining how my world was conceived and I’ll be chucking it in the direction of Lulu, to gather dust for 12 months or so until I decide if it’s worth doing something with. Of the previous three I’ve finished, I have one I want to clean up, one I never want to see again and one I’m not sure about.

This year I’ve been particularly annoyed by OpenOffice.org. What I’ve written this year has been particularly dialogue heavy, and there’s a bug in OOo’s wordcounter that counts opening quotation marks as words. So, having carefully planned my last 5,000 words, I wrote my ending paragraph, was over 50k and rejoiced. Then I copied and pasted the manuscript into the word count validator. 48,800. At that point I was ready to explode. How do 1,200 words disappear? Cue frantic skimming through the manuscript, find bits here and there that could be extended. Two hours later, it verifies as 50k. That two hours was the worst of any NaNo experience I’ve had to date, but at least it’s over now.

This was all complicated by the fact that what I’ve written was originally intended to be a prologue of about 5,000 words to a completely different story, so with regard to plotting it’s very tight and there isn’t a lot of space for adding waffle. In terms of setting up the next part, it’s all done very well, but I suspect that part 2 will never be written (I’ve tried sequels before; I become too attached to the characters and have trouble doing things like killing them off).

Ah well, I have 50,000 words of fiction, telling a story. It’s just not the story I originally intended to write.

29th November 2009Permalink 1 Comment

Fresh Feeling

You don’t have a clue what it is like to be next to you.
I’m here to tell you that it is good, that it is true.

Birds singing a song, old paint is peeling,
This is that fresh, that fresh feeling.
Words can’t be that strong, my heart is real,
This is that fresh, that fresh feeling.

Ahh, bliss. As is traditional every November, I’m in the middle of a week off work ostensibly to catch up on my NaNoWriMo word count. This year, though, there isn’t much catching up to do. By the start of this week I was bang on target (and I’m now 500 words ahead, and will probably get some more down before the day is out). I’m satisfying my “primary” reason for this time off, but there’s an important secondary reason.

Since January 2nd this year, I’ve had two short breaks away from work and that’s it. A couple of long weekends away, a couple of odd Fridays (which were spent travelling up north for family reasons) and the strain is beginning to take its toll. So I have ten straight days without having to go to work and it’s bloody fantastic. There’s some stuff that I need to get done, but just doing bits and pieces as I get to them rather than trying to fit them around work and everything else that’s going on, it’s lovely just to do one at at time, no pressure, chilling the rest of the time.

So, yes. Rest is fantastic. A break from everything is just what I needed, and I’m enjoying myself immensely. May my newfound chilled-outness follow me back to work on the 1st.

24th November 2009Permalink Leave a comment

Eyes

Missed the last train home,
Birds pass by to tell me that I’m not alone.
Over pushing myself to finish this part,
I can handle a lot,
But one thing I’m missing is in your eyes.

All in all, my 10,958th day on the planet hasn’t thus far been ay different to all the rest. A pleasant start to the day, good-natured teasing from my colleagues when they found out (and even one who got my reference to Carrousel!).

A new decade spans before me – what to make of it? I can only guess. Interesting developments abound in more than one direction, some good, some not so good. But – I’m alive, and like (almost) everyone who got here before me, surprised to discover that.

15th September 2009Permalink Leave a comment

Forever Autumn

The summer sun has faded as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near.
The winter winds will be be much colder
When you’re not here.

What’s this? A genuine blog post? Not sure what’s going on here, but I’d like it to become a habit so we’ll see.

Autumn is my least favourite time of year. I’m not sure when that happened, but I tend to get overly reflective of what I’ve done in the preceding 12 months, the evenings noticeably drawing in at the same moment that I turn a year older. And I look at what I’ve attained over the past year. As always, there are things I wish that I’d done differently, or not at all, and I start to plan for the next year. What’s up first? NaNoWriMo.

Last year’s successful attempt, The Logic Bomb I’m still as attached to as when I finished it. This year, I’m starting to fill in the blanks for Thinner Than Water, what I hope is a very different take on the often-clichéd vampire genre. I’m still also attached to another, very different, idea I call Simplicity, but I don’t have a good story to fit it into (yet).

After that, I aim to spend a good amount of time fixing up The Logic Bomb so it’s fit for someone other than me to read it. That should take up a few months. Maybe by this time next year I can show something more than just a fifty-thousand word pile of words worked on over a single November.

3rd September 2009Permalink Leave a comment