Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Writing

In case anyone thinks that I've been quite on the writing front during the interim of blessed silence on this blog here's a link to another blog I've been keeping a few jottings stored on (largely scratching the surface of what I have actually written).

Am currently working on a novel entitled Puritan (haven't abandoned the Mana story, it still gets the odd rattle too).

LINK>>My First Chapters, a collection of bits and pieces.

I'm going down, I'm yelling TINDER!!!

So it seems according to Tinder I am a man destined to find love at a price...

   

  

I'm going to Mars...

.... in what might be remembered as the saddest way possible, but I've done this kind of thing before with comets and probes.

And then there was that time I got ordained because I was drunk.

Phoenix Down

BOOM!!!

Blog resurrection!

Works on everything but plot holes.


Will work on the design and try to put something actually worth reading on here instead of the usual blog drivel, because nothing is so important as the opinion of someone with so much time on their hands that they have a blog.

You know, unless you can actually get paid for it.

Tuesday, 9 September 2008

Word.

I forgot to update on the short story competition (I may have forgotten to even have mentioned that I was leading one).

Was interviewed for the News Letter back in March regarding a UK wide short story competition being run by the National Literacy Trust in cooperation with Johnson Press. I had one entry (Echoes of the Golden Spike) sitting in first place at that time and another (Flickering Neon Signs) sitting in seventh.

Well after several months of waiting because they kept deferring the closing date of the competition (it really was getting to be a joke, it was supposed to have closed at the end of March) I finally clocked in at 2nd for Echoes and 10th for Signs.

So, I won an unbranded pen set... something of an anti-climax really. I wasn't expecting Mont Blanc but even Bic would have been nice.

I sound ungrateful, but I'm not really. Echoes is going to be published in a compendium (even though I personally thought that Signs was a better story) that is due for publication in the next couple of weeks, so I can boast about being a published author now (if I want to look like a pillock).

For those of you who have not had the opportunity to read my fine and sparkly works I'll give a quick synopsis...

-Echoes of the Golden Spike is a brief story about the experiences of an Irish immigrant living in Fall City, Nebraska, who leaves his family to help build the First Transcontinental Railway across the US.

-Flickering Neon Signs is a story about a woman who has packed up her kids in the middle of the night and fled her abusive husband, it is a story about the emotions she feels as she tries to decide what to do.

Not really a lot else happening in my world at the moment apart from the usual silly Saturday nights of consumption.

(This has been a very quick entry as I am waiting for a game to load... I really should grow up)