Wednesday, 19 December 2012
Friday, 7 December 2012
Reviews
Three more treatments to go, before I get to start something absolutely new. My current project is Ephesus, followed by Midnight At The Alhambra, then With A Song In My Heart. There is another piece of work that I have not been able to post on this blog, I'll Have The Last Waltz With You, because it has been shortlisted for a competition, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed with that one.
Add to that, my reading list is so long now because I know and have met so many writers this year. I have bought their books, (mostly tree-books and not e-books), all of which will get a review from me.
Even if I don't know a writer, but I have totally got the plot, cared about the main protagonist, and my mind's eye has been able to get a clear picture of the remaining characters and the setting, I feel I have made a connection with the writer, and feel compelled to write a good review.
If I didn't like the book, felt indifferent or even given up on it, I do not write a bad review. I just don't write a review. There are enough critics out there, that would do the job for me. Besides, just because I don't get it, it does not mean that other readers are not going to like it. So why should I as one individual, write a subjective critique, that makes the author look bad and myself feel good for doing it.
I have had one or two people say to me, 'I liked it and wanted to write a review, but couldn't think of what to say, when it has already been said.' My answer to that is a review is a review, no matter whether it is a paragraph or two, or just one word like "Great!' or 'Rubbish,' (please don't).
I have had a couple of reviews, and when I get one, it's like Christmas has come again.
Speaking of which, I need to go Christmas shopping for my grandchildren, both pre-school, and guess what they are having... yep that's right books, lovely books.
Add to that, my reading list is so long now because I know and have met so many writers this year. I have bought their books, (mostly tree-books and not e-books), all of which will get a review from me.
Even if I don't know a writer, but I have totally got the plot, cared about the main protagonist, and my mind's eye has been able to get a clear picture of the remaining characters and the setting, I feel I have made a connection with the writer, and feel compelled to write a good review.
If I didn't like the book, felt indifferent or even given up on it, I do not write a bad review. I just don't write a review. There are enough critics out there, that would do the job for me. Besides, just because I don't get it, it does not mean that other readers are not going to like it. So why should I as one individual, write a subjective critique, that makes the author look bad and myself feel good for doing it.
I have had one or two people say to me, 'I liked it and wanted to write a review, but couldn't think of what to say, when it has already been said.' My answer to that is a review is a review, no matter whether it is a paragraph or two, or just one word like "Great!' or 'Rubbish,' (please don't).
I have had a couple of reviews, and when I get one, it's like Christmas has come again.
Speaking of which, I need to go Christmas shopping for my grandchildren, both pre-school, and guess what they are having... yep that's right books, lovely books.
Saturday, 17 November 2012
New on Amazon: Ushabti
Ushabti is now available for download on Amazon.I hope you enjoy. I had such fun writing it.
If you really like it, could you please leave me a review on Amazon?
One word like 'GREAT', is a review, or 'RUBBISH' if you don't like it, or if you really want to push the boat out, Una storia fantastica (ripping yarn).
There are buttons on the sidebar which will take you to the book of your choice.
'Ephesus' is coming soon.
Monday, 5 November 2012
I moustache you a question.
Good luck to all those you NaNoWriMo contestants. Yes it's November and time for the National Novel Writing Month again. Not the snappiest acronym I've ever seen, and almost as bad as Movember.
NaNoWriMo is not for the procrastinators among us. Last year I procrastinated right into December before I made my mind up about NaNoWriMo that I wasn't going to do it. (Can anyone say the word NaNoWriMo without sounding like they have got a mouth full of cake?) The word limit to reach is 1,666.66 recurring words per day, which isn't too bad unless you have missed a day and it becomes 3,333.33 recurring.
Maybe I should look at Movember. Less pressure than NaNoWriMo. All you have to do is watch it grow whilst you sit still, or lie down and let that hair grow on the Parafiltrum, (which is the name of the skin between the nose and the upper lip. I once studied Anatomy and Physiology). Movember is sponsored moustache growing during the month of November. I could, of course consider entering both. Okay, okay, it's the end of the 4th day in November... allow me some procrastination please. But how could I write 1,666.66 recurring words per day when I have to concentrate on my itchy Parafiltrum, (because that's what will happen if I grow a moustache, it will itch).
I am not the most hirsute individual, by any means. Admittedly, I can grow hair better in the shade than I do on top, but I can grow a moustache thicker than a woman, can, well most women, not all women. But previous efforts have been a little thin to say the least. So maybe I'll procrastinate moustache growing and shave it for later.
Movember supports men's cancer charities, so I'll sponsor someone at work.
Monday, 15 October 2012
A Casual Blog Post.
I've got
an awful lot of writing to do. Henley's is out there, in ebook
form, although I also want to pitch it as a stage play. Ushabti,
as a novella, is my current project, currently having it's first edit. Fairfax,
as fond of him as I am, will have to remain in storage, for some time
to come, because I really want to get Midnight At The Alhambra
under way as a full size novel. The story is complete, on index cards
and a cork board, so I should get off to a flying start, once I have
got my loose ends tied up.
Add to
that, I have a massive reading list. I do not write at the expense of
giving up reading. How can you write, if you don't read? My list is
long, because I have met so many authors in recent years, and one or
two of whom I regard as friends.
I cannot
lay claim to have come face to face with JK Rowling, but out of
curiosity I had pre-ordered her latest book, A Casual Vacancy.
I fully expected the critics to be chomping at the bit only to
willing to wobble her pedestal, especially after committing the cardinal
sin of crossing genres to crime writing. Many others have done the same without comment, but it's tough at the top, Jo, as they say. Although the Harry Potter
books defined JKR, surely,
commercially she should be regarded as a brand rather than genre
specific. I have not finished reading it yet, but from what I have
seen, it doesn't appear to be overtly clichéd as the critics say it
is. And even if it is, would the average reader care? It doesn't drag on so much that I start thinking about what I'm
going to have for tea whilst skimming over the pages, although there
are others that would disagree. I think the book is quintessentially
English enough to lend itself easily to quite a reasonable film
starring the likes of Stephen Fry at the one end of the spectrum to Ray Winstone at the other end. .
Is
JKR a great writer? Commercially, she has been a phenomenally great
writer. Yes, but is she a great writer? Maybe. Her books, I'm sure
will be revered for many generations to come. The fantasy world of
Harry Potter is
timeless, as tales of witches and goblins have been entertaining
mankind for generations, and I can't see any reason why that will
change. So supposing she continues as a crime writer, can she be
regarded as a great writer for her post HP work? I think she can, as
long that there is a pertinent message for future generations, then
maybe. Dickens was a great social historian, showing an empathy for
the poor that was not shared by many during those harsh Victorian
times. Thomas Hardy, painted idealistic pastoral pictures in the
readers mind of rural England. My Thomas Hardy years were during the
worst of the cold war, when our country, may be the world could be
annihilated at the touch of a button, and some of those who could
afford it were falling over themselves to sink subterranean nuclear
fallout shelters at the bottom of their gardens.
My
point being that Hardy was a master of describing the ordinary man's
attitudes, values and beliefs and the message for me was their fears
were exactly the same as ours. The fact that the average British
citizen believed that it was just a matter of time before the French
came over and murdered us in our beds. The might of Napoleon,
appeared unstoppable, but we had not reckoned on the strategic
cunning of Lord Nelson and the Duke of Wellington who went onto be the greatest rock star superheroes our country have ever known. It irks me that so many of our young folk don't know that.
The
blurb on JK's new book, describes conflicts between classes as war,
with the people of Pagford's clashing
with the tenants on the neighbouring council estate. JK Rowling
describes her fictitious neighbourhood well, illustrating social
decline, in a benefit state. However, Charles Moore, of the Telegraph, accuses her of turning her back on a provincial life, the life that inspired her to escape into a world of fantasy and create Harry Potter. He said, and I quote, ''JK Rowling has told the world that this is a book she “had to write”. She detests snobbery, she says, and she wishes to expose it. She has very simple codes to indicate who is bad. Anyone who has a slightly out-of-date, petit-bourgeois Christian name, like Howard, Shirley or Maureen, is bad. Such people’s evil is proved by the fact that they have carriage lamps outside their doors, refer to the sitting-room as the “lounge”, wear deerstalkers (indoors!) and candlewick dressing-gowns.'' (http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/booknews/9573579/JK-Rowling-has-turned-her-back-on-the-culture-that-made-her-great.html
Maybe it's fair comment, and it's quite likely that many will agree. However, I also think that JKR may be painting a more objective picture of the provincial life and depict, (as many of us in the UK are experiencing), the fact that good manners and respect have gone out of fashion, criminality is on the increase, as is drug use, binge drinking, domestic violence, and riots. I could go on.
Despite JKR's well publicised struggle as a single mum, given the circumstances she was in, she surely must have had a better existence then than what she could expect today.
If
she hadn't written Harry Potter,
but secured a publishing deal for A Casual Vacancy, I do believe she
may not have found herself sat amongst the higher echelons of English
literature, but with her latest venture, I don't think she has lost
anything at all.
As
writers, we put our energy into characters then plot, or plot then
characters and good narrative, all good skills in their own right.
The very first thing I learned about writing, and I think that was in
primary school, was description. Description is a powerful tool.
Description is the portal that will take the reader into the writer's
world.
Hardy
and Dickens were masters of description, and JKR too
.
Me?
Like many others, I'm working on it. Saturday, 29 September 2012
Back home from Menorca.
There is just enough time for me to post a second post for this month as I've just returned from a
thoroughly relaxing time in Menorca. Relaxing it may have been, but I also had
routine. In between, breakfast, lunch and dinner, and an archery session each
morning and shooting session in the afternoon, I managed to find enough time to
complete my first draft of 'Ushabti' in novella form.
Add to this, a reading list of Mark Billingham, Peter James,
Ken Follett, Louise Voss and Mark Edwards, and a John Connelly selection of
short stories.
I've not finished John Connelly's 'Nocturnes,' but when I
have I will write a review for John, a nicer chap you couldn't wish to meet.
Louise and Mark Edwards have been an inspiration for me, as successful indie
writers who landed a deal with Harper Collins. Having read their debut novel
'Catch Your Death,' it's easy to see why. I've also got a signed copy of their
second novel, 'Killing Cupid,' to read, and was kicking myself that I hadn't
took that one on holiday too. So that's more reviews to write. I took
standalone novels by Peter James, 'Possession' and also one from Mark
Billingham, 'Rush of Blood.' They both have their own detective series, which I
do enjoy, but I must confess, I think they are better when they take a break
from their usual characters and venture into the standalone arena. Ken Follet's
book 'Eye of the Needle' was written in 1978, when he was still in his 20's. This
for me was the most well written which was plot driven, based on fact with
Hitler and Churchill amongst the many characters in the book.
As for archery and shooting, you made me captain of the
'Ugly' team against the 'Beautiful Team,' Giovanni, (I hope you're reading this),
but the 'Ugly' team had a beautiful win and were ugly no more.
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Wednesday, 5 September 2012
The Domino Theory
I've never been a gamester, but I must admit I'm a sucker for downloading the occasional app. The
functionality of apps appeals to me, although I've yet to see one that makes me
wonder how I ever managed without it.
I'm not a gamester, because I choose not to be. There is no denying the appeal of an increasingly
expanding market, which has a higher turnover than the film industry. Electronic
games have become a major art form of our time. Whether it be Super Mario, Angry Birds or Call of Duty, it's an escape into an
imaginary world conceived from someone else's imagination.
Isn't that the same as what fiction writers, artists and filmmakers
do? Don't they entice you into their imaginary world? Undoubtedly, yes they do.
Here's the but, and it's a big BUT: but, in most media, there is a cut off point:
Here's the but, and it's a big BUT: but, in most media, there is a cut off point:
- A place where you put your cherished bookmark either mid or end chapter,
- A times-up point, when you have to get back to your life.
- A pause button on the remote control, a snapshot view of a painting in a gallery, which has been retained in your mind for possible quiet reflection
- A piece of compelling poetry you feel the need to return to, and discover some more hidden meaning at a later date.
With games, the cut off point is not so easy to find,
especially for the young , who have a whole lot more life to discover, but are
trapped within the allure of a virtual reality. The excitement, the glamour,
the challenge of the game is too full on. Trapped in someone else's imagination, which is unwilling to let you go.
Is Super Mario really
the devil in disguise? When Mario says
those immortal words, in his unique falsetto Italian tone, "Here we
go,", is he meaning, ''I'm going to eat up years of your life asshole, and
you won't even notice until it's too late.''
No, no, no, it's definitely not for me. That doesn't make me
a better person. I know myself well enough to know I'm just as likely as the
next person to become addicted to games.
Solitaire, on my laptop, or on my phone is about my limit.
Keep it simple. I play it when I want to think about something else. Sometimes
it helps me think. It's a game you can play on autopilot. After I've had a
brief round of solitaire, it's highly likely that in 5 minutes time, I won't
even remember I've played it.
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I recently downloaded Dominoes onto my phone. It has the same effect. I found myself taking breaks from my writing to play dominoes (the healthier option as opposed to having Domino's Pizza breaks). However, never having had much interest in drawing from the boneyard and counting the pips (they are expressions known only to us seasoned domino players), I have gone from that to buying a real set of dominoes. Yes I bought some last weekend. Hand crafted in a wooden box. I also bought a travel set to take on holiday.Haven't played with them yet. I just keep opening the box and looking at them and sometimes (when nobody's looking) stroking them.
Now I'm going to play dominoes with a real person, not a
computer. Hello reality, I've missed you. I'm so glad to be back.
If I can't find a real person then I'll have to buy a pack
of cards and play real Solitaire... nah, that's not the same. Isn't it?
Anyone fancy a game of dominoes? If you do, can you bring your own dominoes? I don't like anybody touching them... okay, you can touch the travel set... No! I said no,.. don't touch the wooden ones. Would you mind leaving please
Anyone fancy a game of dominoes? If you do, can you bring your own dominoes? I don't like anybody touching them... okay, you can touch the travel set... No! I said no,.. don't touch the wooden ones. Would you mind leaving please
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