Well the world has “flipped turned upside down” for me and I’m not even Will Smith in some very bad 90’s neon clothes. .. I’ve told a few people so the roomers will begin soon enough. I’m having a baby; HM and I are having our first child together. It’s ok actually; it does a weird thing to your brain. Firstly, nothing really matters anymore, like that feeling that you have when you don’t want to send things out for fear of rejection letters, or worst still... nothing! Actually disappears. You just do it anyway and you don’t care, it’s like providing for you and someone else nowadays.
HM has a fairly good job. He’s paid especially well and works a minimum of hours. It looks like I won’t be returning to work for a few years, nor will I have the time to really write, so I’m seriously considering the teaching as background. I applied for a part time lecturer position at Leicester college but I recon that there isn’t a chance in hell of me getting that (seeing as I’ll start work then take time off immediately for maternity leave!) does not bode well!
Bruntwood appears again so that £15000 cash prize looks very tempting to our little family. We’ll be desperate for money!!! (Actually we aren’t that bad off)
HM says I’m getting Wii fit for Xmas L
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Advice
Well there is a new change in the blog. It will encorporate quite a few other things!
You'll know by the end of tonight
You'll know by the end of tonight
Monday, 14 April 2008
V3
Well Saturday has been and gone (in fact a few Saturdays – at least 2!) and the reading went surprisingly better than I had anticipated. I didn’t quite realise it but I’ve actually written something FUNNY.
I don’t really do humour as a whole as I don’t understand jokes thinking they are a device invented by wittier, more quick thinking people to trip up the likes of me with over-obvious conclusions. Either that or I just plain don’t get it.
Humour in this thingumy, however is more consequential. It’s more about how pathetic and uncharismatic people and situations are – counter-balanced of course by unashamed parodies and caricatures of imagined people. In short, the things I often find funny others often don’t thinking that its too black humour / too serious and generally missing the point.
Funniness aside – draft 3 is now forming in the brain (insane in the brain)
Things to sort
Characterisation – of all characters. Here is a little snippit of a few questions all the characters need to be asked
What is their status?
What is their function in the plot?
How do they really feel about each other character?
How do they feel about their surroundings?
What is their back-story?
What is their future story?
How do they engage with the theme of escape?
Plot – ties and all o that shit
Birkenbeck’s Speech – this still needs to be written and I’m too scared to actually venture into a church and ask the religious people what they believe!!!!
I don’t really do humour as a whole as I don’t understand jokes thinking they are a device invented by wittier, more quick thinking people to trip up the likes of me with over-obvious conclusions. Either that or I just plain don’t get it.
Humour in this thingumy, however is more consequential. It’s more about how pathetic and uncharismatic people and situations are – counter-balanced of course by unashamed parodies and caricatures of imagined people. In short, the things I often find funny others often don’t thinking that its too black humour / too serious and generally missing the point.
Funniness aside – draft 3 is now forming in the brain (insane in the brain)
Things to sort
Characterisation – of all characters. Here is a little snippit of a few questions all the characters need to be asked
What is their status?
What is their function in the plot?
How do they really feel about each other character?
How do they feel about their surroundings?
What is their back-story?
What is their future story?
How do they engage with the theme of escape?
Plot – ties and all o that shit
Birkenbeck’s Speech – this still needs to be written and I’m too scared to actually venture into a church and ask the religious people what they believe!!!!
Tuesday, 1 April 2008
A Little Fear Goes a Long Way...
A little fear is something I have right about now. Saturday is approaching ever closer for the first read through of Alcatraz and it’s, quite frankly, rubbish.
However, at second draft stage I know its rubbish. I know what needs doing to it; all I want is for it to be heard off the page by me and perhaps to a few others who can then be informed on what I’m working on... if ya see what I mean...
I know that it has no characterisation at the moment and this effects the plot. I kind of just want to punish myself a bit. I feel that i need to hear it. It might give me a few ideas.
and what if some of my readers dont turn up!!!!
However, at second draft stage I know its rubbish. I know what needs doing to it; all I want is for it to be heard off the page by me and perhaps to a few others who can then be informed on what I’m working on... if ya see what I mean...
I know that it has no characterisation at the moment and this effects the plot. I kind of just want to punish myself a bit. I feel that i need to hear it. It might give me a few ideas.
and what if some of my readers dont turn up!!!!
Monday, 31 March 2008
Phlem!
Hello peeps!
Well I seem to be in an extraordinarily good mood today. Spent the last two weeks having pork and tuna steaks cooked for me by HM and avoiding writing, still managed to finish off the draft of Alcatraz (somehow) and now I shall take advice from the books and LEAVE IT! Let it settle in my brain and return when I’m not going “oh! it’s brilliant”, deep down somewhere…
Which has left me renewing vigour for Trapped in Amber there are main things that I left hanging. My characters are on an amazing farm that Mary and Peter want to live in. Alfie and Sarah should be seething with jealousy but can only see the harsh practicalities of running something as big as what they intend, with no love for the outside and no experience. Sarah and Alfie’s smugness is vaguely annoying but that’s the build-up thing that will come crashing down.
Just a moment to recap on main themes, just in case any bigwigs ask me “so, what’s it about?”
Trapped in Amber – recycling. What can be recycled? Can friendships be recycled?
Alcatraz – escape of course! Thicko.
Well I seem to be in an extraordinarily good mood today. Spent the last two weeks having pork and tuna steaks cooked for me by HM and avoiding writing, still managed to finish off the draft of Alcatraz (somehow) and now I shall take advice from the books and LEAVE IT! Let it settle in my brain and return when I’m not going “oh! it’s brilliant”, deep down somewhere…
Which has left me renewing vigour for Trapped in Amber there are main things that I left hanging. My characters are on an amazing farm that Mary and Peter want to live in. Alfie and Sarah should be seething with jealousy but can only see the harsh practicalities of running something as big as what they intend, with no love for the outside and no experience. Sarah and Alfie’s smugness is vaguely annoying but that’s the build-up thing that will come crashing down.
Just a moment to recap on main themes, just in case any bigwigs ask me “so, what’s it about?”
Trapped in Amber – recycling. What can be recycled? Can friendships be recycled?
Alcatraz – escape of course! Thicko.
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
A Seris of swear words
A series of swear words want to emanate from my mouth as I sit and type heavy handed at the worlds slowest computer. Last night as I stay in bed, staring at the ceiling due to insomnia-ahrc related stress (a full explanation is in the post) I thought about people and how people are often “in league.”
No, I’m not paranoid (and any Transmetropolitan reader will know that a paranoid person is just someone that has all the facts) and wondering if people are here for me in little white coats all “in league” with each other. I mean damn relationships again and the physicality’s of what I see around me.
HM and I are well suited. We sit here and people wonder why we are together but it’s quite simple. I have a damning body as does he, too fat and too short relates in the perfect couple. A listless merging of souls came later. I could never go out with a tall man again.
Nothing doing on the writing front. It depresses me too much. The Adour and fervour of a first draft fills me with Nabrokovian passion. The pain, blood and boredom of the second draft instils me with the limp sweat of guilt and disappointment.
No, I’m not paranoid (and any Transmetropolitan reader will know that a paranoid person is just someone that has all the facts) and wondering if people are here for me in little white coats all “in league” with each other. I mean damn relationships again and the physicality’s of what I see around me.
HM and I are well suited. We sit here and people wonder why we are together but it’s quite simple. I have a damning body as does he, too fat and too short relates in the perfect couple. A listless merging of souls came later. I could never go out with a tall man again.
Nothing doing on the writing front. It depresses me too much. The Adour and fervour of a first draft fills me with Nabrokovian passion. The pain, blood and boredom of the second draft instils me with the limp sweat of guilt and disappointment.
Saturday, 8 March 2008
oh Dear...
I feel quite funny about a few things. E and C have split up and its not really that surprising. I think HM and I are more upset about it than they are...
Anyway, 'nuff personal shit. How's the writing coming on?
Last Thurs I bored HM to death by rabbiting on about the play for like 3 hours. He seemed quite enthused and that in turn made my enthusiasm swell for it but the actual boring task of re-writing is wearing me out. I do all kinds of things before actually sitting at the desk and tap, tap, tapping away at the keyboard. Draft 3 has to all be about the characters and where they are. Mel and Eden are my biggest headaches. they have changed so very much. It's becoming more and more clear now, however.
I need lots of people to help me do a reading of act 2. Here is my mental list:
FRANKO - Morph
EDEN - Lucy Wade
MEL - Sarah (?)
BOBER - Eddy
KEN - HM
RATEYE - Mekon
SIMON -
BIRKENBECK -Andy (?)
TITI - Helena
I need a Simon... Actually... if i recruit Jacko to read Ken... HM can do Simon. That would possibly work better 4 me...
April 5th is the shaddowy date...
I'll get som hummus in...
Anyway, 'nuff personal shit. How's the writing coming on?
Last Thurs I bored HM to death by rabbiting on about the play for like 3 hours. He seemed quite enthused and that in turn made my enthusiasm swell for it but the actual boring task of re-writing is wearing me out. I do all kinds of things before actually sitting at the desk and tap, tap, tapping away at the keyboard. Draft 3 has to all be about the characters and where they are. Mel and Eden are my biggest headaches. they have changed so very much. It's becoming more and more clear now, however.
I need lots of people to help me do a reading of act 2. Here is my mental list:
FRANKO - Morph
EDEN - Lucy Wade
MEL - Sarah (?)
BOBER - Eddy
KEN - HM
RATEYE - Mekon
SIMON -
BIRKENBECK -Andy (?)
TITI - Helena
I need a Simon... Actually... if i recruit Jacko to read Ken... HM can do Simon. That would possibly work better 4 me...
April 5th is the shaddowy date...
I'll get som hummus in...
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