Do you remember all the jokes we were making at the start of the year about having twenty twenty vision? Yeah, none of us could really see what 2020 was going to bring, could we?
Hello everyone and welcome to end of 2020. Thank god, eh? I think we can all agree 2020 was an atrocious year. To recap the year was started by the threat of World War Three when America bombed Iraq. This was followed by the Australian wild fires that left three billion animals dead and scorched over one billion acres of land and murder hornets were sighted in the US. The death of George Floyd sparked riots across the world and who can forget to Coronavirus pandemic which killed one and a half million people and sent most of the world into lockdown.
There is only one major positive of 2020 I can think of… We got rid of Trump!
Of course, when the year started none of us knew what was to come and I set some very optimistic goals in January.
1 – Have a decent draft of The Truth About Nicole and The White Wasteland.
While I was able to complete a redraft of both manuscripts, I found that after spending the day working from home I didn’t have the mental energy to focus on complex projects. This means that although both manuscripts have been improved upon, they are not in the condition I would like them to be in.
This isn’t to say that I have not been writing. I have plotted out several TV show ideas, one book series and one stand alone novel in great detail. I also completed a manuscript from NaNoWriMo. I hope these projects do turn into something but if they don’t, if they forever reside on my laptop then that’s fine. They kept me sane.
2 – Visit more of the world/England.
I have noticed that the locations of my writing projects have started to wander. I realised that a good majority of my writing (at least those set in the modern day) was based in the city I know best, London. This year the settings of my stories have strayed across the UK and beyond.
3 – Consume more media
I think this is the only goal I achieved, I think everyone across the world consumed more media this year. I’ve been watching shows and reading books that are outside of my comfort zone. While I have enjoyed most of these, all of them have proved educational.
I don’t feel too disappointed in myself as the world is in the middle of an unprecedented pandemic.
If I was asked to describe the year 2020 in a single word I would say… ‘clusterfuck’ but I would like to end the year with a story of love and kindness. I hope you enjoy.
In 2001 five skeletons were discovered in Georgia. These skeletons were transported to a lab and subjected to a variety of tests and from these, archaeologists were able to deduce several things. Firstly the skeletons were Homo Erectus Georgicus, a very early form of Homo sapiens. They were over one and a half million years old and they lived of a diet of nuts and berries.
The third skeleton in particular was the most interesting. The third skeleton was a male who died in his forties and at the time of his death was missing all but one of his teeth. Archaeologists concluded that the man had lived a long period of time with one tooth and that during this time he had presumably been fed by the four other cavemen. This raises a new question. Why? Why would four cavemen make a conscious effort to keep this man alive? They would not have had anything to gain from this, it would have been a drain on their resources, another mouth the feed.
Archaeologists concluded that the cavemen kept their friend alive for no other reason other than compassion and love. They were being kind. Isn’t that brilliant? These five cavemen didn’t have the concept of a government or currency or war, like we do, but they shared one essential trait with us. If we were able to reanimate their corpses and show them our world there would be only one thing they would recognise. Our ability to love and to be kind.
I’ll see you all next year. Take care, stay safe and be kind.
As the title of this post suggests, I am taking part in NaNoWriMo this year. If you are unaware NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month and the purpose is to motivate writers to set and reach a target before the month ends, normally 50,000 words. If that sounds herculean, it might help if I said that you could cut that target down to 1600 words a day. If that still sounds outlandish you could divide that by three and write 533 words in three different sittings.
I’ve completed NaNoWriMo in both 2018 and 2019 but this year, like every other aspect of our daily lives, things will be different. Due to the pandemic there will be no physical events. Normally we would go to a cafe in London, I particularly favoured the Pret on Hanover Square and spend a good afternoon writing. We would also visit a famous city close to London (last year, we had a day trip to Oxford in which I managed 9000 words) and have an all night write in. All of these events have, understandably, been cancelled. Instead all physical sessions have been moved online and will vary across different platforms such as Twitter, Facebook and Discord. I’ve downloaded everything I needed to, I’ve created my manuscript, mucked about with the formatting I’m penned my first two thousand words.
My manuscript’s working title is Gridlock. A father and son become trapped in gridlock on the Dartford Crossing (also known as the QE2 bridge) and realise there is a killer amongst them.
I plan to post a mid month update and second post at the end of my month evaluating my progress.
If anyone else is taking part, let me know and we can buddy up.
Until next time.
There is little scarier in the world than a harsh truth…
We live in a world full of misinformation. You may have seen the conspiracy theory floating around online that claims 5G is responsible for the Coronavirus. I will admit that I don’t understand the difference between 3G or 4G on my phone or how it works but I do know that 5G is not linked to the pandemic. I know this because I watch the news. I’m sure if there was a link it would have been discovered by now and been plastered on front pages across the globe. What surprised me, and greatly worried me, was how many people were blindly sharing this theory online, including one of my old teachers! However, if you pardon the cliche, even a broken clock is right twice a day. Occasionally one conspiracy theory will be proven correct and send shockwaves across the globe.
I thought for halloween we could touch subjects that are truly horrifying. Here is a general trigger warning for this article.
Here are five examples of conspiracy theories that were proven true:Continue reading
In 2013 the Walt Disney company produced a short film titled Get a Horse which was shown before Frozen in cinemas. In Get a Horse, Mickey Mouse attempts to save Minnie by traveling between the 2D 1940’s cartoon world and the modern day cinema. If you want to watch the film in question there is a recording below but the quality isn’t perfect. It’s about eight minutes long.
While Frozen was a runaway success, Get A Horse is notable in it’s own right. It was the first time Mickey Mouse was seen in a film of his own on the big screen since 1995, the film also featured Oswald the Lucky Rabbit the original Disney mascot and finally the film marks the first time that Walt Disney supplied fresh lines of dialogue for the iconic character since his death.
That final fact may seem wrong at first glance. Walt Disney died in 1966 and Get a Horse was released in 2013, forty seven years after his death. While most of Mickey’s dialogue was re-used lines from his original cartoons the producers were unable to find a recording of Walt Disney saying the word “red” in Mickey’s voice. Mickey comments that his clothes are red when he transcends from the cartoon world to the real world for the first time and without this comment, producers felt this plot-beat would lose some of its impact.
This situation raises the question: How can you bring actors back from the dead… and should you?Continue reading
I have worked in many libraries and as such I have organised the books in my house into the duodecimal system. I have four drawers of books. The first drawers holds books between A-G, the second H-P, the third P-Z and the fourth holds stationery. I’m very happy (and can I say proud?) of this system. The only downside is that when I can’t find a book I know that it is because I no longer have it.
The other week I searched my collection for a book about ghost stories in Kent. Although I’d read the book once, and if I’m honest I didn’t enjoy it that much, I’d seen on Facebook that first editions of this book were now worth several hundred pounds. I pulled open the drawer, searched through my books only to find the it missing. Then I dimly remembered putting it in the pile for the charity shop several years ago. D’oh!
This got me thinking. What are some of the most expensive books out there? Here are those answers.
I don’t like the term escapism. I think it sounds at worst patronising and cute at best. Although I don’t like the term, I do agree with it’s meaning. I love reading a book or watching a TV show and escaping from a real world to a fictional land if only for a few minutes. Needless to say, millions of other people across the world feel the same way but what happens when you you are unable to tell the difference between fiction and reality?
This rant and rambles post was inspired by an interview I saw with Lena Headey who played Cersei Lannister in Game of Thrones. When asked how she was greeted by fans Headey explained how she was once stopped on a street and called a “fucking ugly bitch”. In case you don’t know the character Cersei Lannister is a main antagonist in Game of Thrones and is guilty of mass murder, rape, insest and countless other crimes. Needless to say, Headey herself did not commit these crimes and the Game of Thrones TV show, despite being inspired by real historical figures and events, is fictional. The dragons are a dead give away. Headey later explained in the same interview that when she was at Comic Con with Peter Dinklage, fans would go out of their way to avoid her and ask Dinklage for his signature. I was confused as to why not just one indivuial but several hundred would treat Headey this way.
This isn’t an isolated case. There are countless examples of actors being mistaken for the characters they play. Some of these examples are quiet humorous, especially when the actors respond in character. When Leonard Nimoy, who played Spock in the original Star Trek, was approached by student scientists asking him to read their work Nimoy would take their paper, read through it for a couple of moments and say something along the lines on “I think you’re going along the right lines, keep going.”
Sing to me, oh muse, and let thine inspiration run true.
Is that how the Odyssey starts? Well it all depends on which translation you’ve read. I’ve just paraphrased several translations of the opening stanza and stuck them together to create a point. The Greek writers, when reciting their work to a crowd, would pray to the nine muses asking for their favour. While things have been hard for me recently… I’m not that desperate.
Hello everyone and welcome back to my writing blog. After an unplanned hiatus of two and a half months, I’m back. Almost.
Writing has been difficult for me during the past couple of months. It isn’t Writer’s Block as I still have the itch to write but I’ve been lacking the mental energy (and the time!) for writing. The reason behind this is that that I am working from home full time and at the end of the day I feel drained. Although I have over ten articles in various states of completion, I have been unable to edit these. While this has been irritating and down right maddening for me (like many writers I rely on the act of writing to keep myself sane) there are obviously people around the world who are enduring much worse.
I have booked several days off this month in order to resume my craft. I will return to those articles, complete them and then and continue posting until Christmas. I can’t promise that these articles will be released exactly two weeks apart but they will serve as something I can aim towards. As a quick side note, all my goals for 2020 have been scraped. Can you believe that one of those goals was “Explore more of England/The World”? No way that’s happening anytime soon.
While we’re here I want to touch upon a topic that is relevant to the above and a topic that I have wanted to discuss for some time on this website. The muses!
I wasn’t joking when I said ancient Greek writers would pray to the Muses before a public reading. The nine Muses (and the rest of the Greek Pantheon) were an accepted part of life to ancient wordsmiths. In Greek Mythology the Muses are the daughters of Mnemosyne (memory personified) and either Zeus or Apollo depending on which version you are reading. Each Muse had a certain genre or subject assigned to them.
Calliope – Epic poetry
Clio – History
Erato – Love poetry
Euterpe – Music, song and lyric poetry
Melpomene – Tragedy
Polyhymnia – Hymns
Terpsichore – Dance
Thalia – Comedy
Urania – Astronomy
Aside from delivering writers inspiration, the Muses also played a minor role in the Greek myths. They performed a singing contest at Mount Helicon which causes the Mountain to swell up with adoration. This resulted in Poseidon summoning Pegasus to trample the mountain back into shape. The Muses are also present at the singing contest between Pan and Apollo and witnesses to Apollo cursing King Midas with the ears of an ass. The Muses also had a darker side. In some versions they are responsible for the murder of Orpheus by ripping him limp from limp.
In the modern age the meaning of the word Muse has slightly changed. Now a Muse is normally a person who’s beauty inspires an artist, musician or writer. A Muse can also mean something that fills you with joy like a morning cup of tea. While I like the idea of nine beautiful Goddesses whispering ideas into my ear or drinking from the font of inspiration I don’t believe in either notion. Sorry. I can already hear the fictional Goddesses plotting their revenge.
I don’t know where my ideas come from but they don’t come from dancing Goddesses or magic potions. They’re just… there. In my head. I don’t know when they entered my head and I often don’t remember when I first started thinking about them. All I know is that suddenly, I’m turning over a new idea in my head looking at it from all angles, like I’m solving a rubik’s cube.
My mind is like a motorway, with ideas whizzing about.
Hopefully you’ll hear from me soon.
Hello everyone. I wish we could celebrate this milestone under better circumstances. Five years ago today I created and published my first post on this website. I won’t go into too much detail about that moment because I spoke about it not that long ago in February when I celebrated by one hundred and fiftieth post. I will say that when I started this website I didn’t realise that it would still be running five years later.
If you have been watching and reading at any point in the past (quickly checks Google) 1826 days, I thank you.
I don’t have any new content to share at the moment but I can provide you with a quick update from myself.