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Wednesday, 8 July 2009

SHE DIDN'T LIKE BEING CALLED A TOMATO

The days march on and I keep churning stuff out. After finding a properly friendly writer's forum and receiving some genuinely helpful and constructive comments, I feel a bit more in tune with writing. Does the protagonist earn their place in the story? Whose point of view does the story follow? And so forth.



Anyway. Working on a stor in, what I think, could be/probably is my strongest genre: NOIR. Although, JAZZ might be a better description haha I'm working on a short story that is nowhere near short enough to send off yet. I don't know why some of my best ideas always take up more room. Maybe because I've got more to write about...?



Anyway x 2: the characters and ideas used in the current story have definitely got legs, so I'm going to try my luck at querying the possibility of turning it into a 'serial'. Might not have any luck, might get lucky. I can but try.



And that's it really. I've been toying with the idea of putting some short stories on here to 'publicise' my work to anyone who actually bothers reading this.................Maybe. We'll see ;)

Thursday, 2 July 2009

IT'S HOT

I mean, really, really hot. I've burnt my knees.

I'm okay though, because I used to live in Australia. That's your Rev. Austin fact for today. I have dual nationality between the UK and Oz, which is handy. I enjoyed living there, as the people were very relaxed - which is probably why I'm so laidback. I'd probably be better off back there actually, as my temperament doesn't suit England's high-stress busybusybusy climate haha.

Why do people complain about the heat here, when they go off on holiday for the heat? Maybe because it's unnatural in this country. Or maybe just because the British love to moan. Or...BOTH?

In other news: I can't win. I either make a sandwich with fresh salad in-between stale bread, or use fresh bread and a combination of clever ingredients that put people off. Seriously, some people can be really thick.

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

I DON'T GET IT

Now. Rejections.

It always comes down to subjectivity. It always does. I went to a writer's convention a little while ago where one of the writers said it helps if you can get a mentor to read over your stuff. Someone who knows what they're talking about. It was easy for him to say, though, as he had bloody Ramsey Campbell as his mentor. He also suggested getting a lecturer from an English course to act as one. Again, that's easy to say as he was a teacher.

What about those of us who don't know horror writer legends or teach English? Or studied English at a higher degree and therefore have the ability to ask someone? I am lucky enough to have some fairly litarate friends with sound judgement. However, those same friends are highly unreliable so I can't count on them to help me go over stuff. Which is fair enough since some of them are either busy writing their own magnum opus or, er, on the dole. Hmmm.

Also on my mind: ambiguity in writing. But more on that in another post.

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