Pleased to meet you. Hope you guessed my name…

Hey. Remember me?

Considering Doctor Who is over again aside from the upcoming Christmas Special (and I notched up somewhere in the region of 25,000 words on Season 5), I thought it was about time I did a brief catch-up post just to prove that I have been doing other things than sitting in front of a TV and taking copious notes.

The main news is that just over a week ago, I found out that I’d actually passed my proofreading course. I’d spent just about a year working on it, I’d slightly messed up the fourth assignment, and I was determined to get this final assignment right – and as it turned out, I passed. With Merit. My calm and measured reaction was to leap up and down, run around the house and cackle like a lunatic. God knows how I’ll react when I finally get published… (Notice I didn’t say if there. Postive thinking! Oh yes!) But it’s been a long road, and now that I’ve also succeeded in updating and sprucing up my website (tidying away certain dead links, and so forth…), I’m going to be able to hunt down some more proofreading work and cast my net wide. On top of that, I’m going to be spending the next three weeks being pretty damn busy, as I’ve got three chunks of proofreading all intersecting with each other. More work means more financial stability, which is all very nice.

It just also means I’ve got to try harder to balance things out with work on my novel. Chill Out is progressing well – I’m up to about 140 pages of functional working second draft (with 400 pages of crappy first draft still to process). There’s new stuff to write, and holes to plug, but I’m on course to have the whole thing slapped together and ready for beta-readers to look at in the not-too-distant future.

I’m going to try and update more regularly. The blogging habit has slightly left me (partly thanks to the influence of Twitter, I suspect, where I’m pretty much a fixture). But I still like it here, and will show my face around the door a few more times. But in short, life is treating me rather well at the moment. There’s room for improvement, but there’s also plenty to be thankful for.

Must go now. Plenty to do. Not enough time to do it…

Marking the Changes

At some point, I am going to do a life-related update to make it clear that I have been doing a few other things than just watching Doctor Who for the past six weeks. But for the moment, all I want to announce to all and sundry is the news that the first draft of Chill Out, my second novel, is done. It’s not necessarily very good (lots of it is vague and sketchy, lots of it is bad, lots of it is just plain wrong), but it’s done. The whole thing weighs in at 168,000 words, which means I have managed a first draft that is smaller than my first draft for The Hypernova Gambit, something I’m very grateful for. It’s the first step along a long road – the rewrites I’m going to have to do on this are going to be brutal, but I’ve got a much better idea of what I need to do to get it into a readable state. And, frankly, it’s nice to get to one of those points in life where you can simply throw your hands up in the air and holler “I did it!”

Phase one is done. Now comes the tricky bit…

Remind Me

It’s the end of April, and it’s all gone by rather fast. And talking of rather fast, in a few minutes I’ve got to make my way into Manchester to hop on a train and complete the final phase of my action-packed April, where I voyage down to London for the yearly adventure of the Clarke Awards. I’m looking forward to it – I’m even flirting with the idea of (shock! horror!) buying new shoes on the way in.

The short version of the last couple of weeks is that London Book Fair was good (if quiet, thanks to the Icelandic Volcano gods), and I’ve spent most of the last week doing a combination of working on the book and reading various manuscripts for book reports. I’ve actually reached the beginning of the big action climax of Chill Out, and it’s a little bit scary – but looking back at the rest of the book, I can see traces of the novel I’m going to eventually shape it into. I think it has the potential to be something fun. And maybe not as barnstormingly huge as The Hypernova Gambit…

I’ll also be doing a more detailed write-up of last week’s Doctor Who once we’re past Saturday – I figured doing it as a double-post and tackling the whole thing would be the sensible route. The short version? I really, really enjoyed it – not completely blown away, and there were a couple of minor niggles (particularly the way Alex Kingston spent most of the first twenty minutes being staggeringly arch), but also Who at its most filmic and exciting. It’ll be interesting to see exactly how they finish this off on Saturday, and where the show goes after this…

Right. No more time. I must voyage. See you soon…

The Impression That I Get

It’s like I blinked, and a week and a half has rushed past in the interim. Suddenly, I’m packing a bag again, as I’m heading off again tomorrow, this time for London Book Fair (which is likely to be an even odder experience than I was expecting, thanks to the fact that a massive number of international publishers have been stranded thanks to the Icelandic Volcano). So once again I’ve packed, and am primed to set off tomorrow at about 10am.

It’s been a fast week and a half. Last week was tricky, thanks to the end of unit 4 of my proofing course being amazingly traumatic (I can only liken it to having my brain squirted out of my ears – and this isn’t even the hard bit – there’s still the hardest unit to go…). Thankfully, since then I’ve been able to do an amazing amount of writing (I even notched up 7,500 words in one day, a wordcount I haven’t managed in a very long time), and have made significant progress on the book. It’s now standing at 137,000 words, and the words left are significantly large but not insanely large. It’s got a real chance of being very good. All I’ve got to do is just keep going…

And Eastercon? Eastercon was tons of fun. It didn’t quite reach the heights of Rock Band and singing ‘Hungry Like The Wolf’ last year, but then I wasn’t expecting it to – it was wonderful getting to meet up with people, have fun, socialise, and actually feel like I was getting into the con vibe in a way I’m not sure I’ve managed before. To be honest, the actual convention side of it was… a little disappointing. There were fewer panels that actually grabbed me this year, which meant I went to very few – and even the ones that did interest me seemed to be scheduled very bizarrely (either early on Friday morning or very late on Monday night). It was good, but it didn’t seem to have a cohesive identity – something which next year’s Eastercon (the pulp/military-themed ‘Illustrious’, aka ‘ManlyCon) does at least seem to have (even if the guests of honour – David Weber and Peter F. Hamilton – don’t exactly fill me with excitement). And, as if that wasn’t enough, in another week and a bit, I’ll be heading off to London again for the annual bunfight of the Arthur C. Clarke Awards.

So things are good. I actually feel like I am where I need to be in my life right now. I’ve got tons of projects I need to complete, lots to keep me occupied, and the regular fun of Thursday’s Comics Night at Travelling Man to keep me entertained (where, this week, we proved that there isn’t a single line from any Star Wars film that can’t be improved with a West Country accent).

Right. Off to finish packing…

(And there’ll be an understandable silence on Who-related topics while I’m in London. I might save it all up for a double-blog post, tackling this Saturday’s ep along with the first half of the Weeping Angels two-parter. We shall see…)

Prelude to Eastercon

How best to sum up the last week of work? Well, you know those films where the hero fights through a whole army of soldiers in spectacular fashion, bests them all, and is then on the verge of victory against the evil villain (although also rather battered and tired by all this), when the evil villain turns and says “Ah, yes- but you have yet to face Umkala!” and reveals the seven-foot-high man-mountain just waiting to kick the hero’s arse? It’s felt a little like that – only in this case, the seven-foot-high man-mountain is my proofreading course. I was hoping to get it finished this week… but this thing is massively, gigantically, brain-achingly hard. And it’s the kind of hard you can’t rush – so instead, I’m giving myself a break of a week and going back to it next Wednesday.

And the reason why a week’s break is a good idea is that the next four days are going to be exclusively taken up by my third trip to Eastercon. It’s become a fixture in my schedule so quickly, I’m just wondering what the hell took me so long – I guess there’s always a little nervousness at this point thanks to my innate insecurity, a little worry that maybe this’ll be the year when it ALL GOES WRONG, but I’m sure that will evaporate the minute I arrive, check in, and start doing some epic mingling in the bar. It’s my first Eastercon where I’m not actually on a panel, but I’m still going to have as much fun as I possibly can. Updates will, understandably, be rather few, but I will hopefully be keeping my Twitter feed pretty active, and I’ll be back on here early next week with, no doubt, a round-up of my adventures, as well as plenty of thoughts on the start of the new season of Who.

In the meantime, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do…

Kick Me With Your Disco Boots (and other imaginary titles…)

Okay, okay, so what’s the story? I mean, after all, I’m hardly blogging at the moment so there must be some reason for sitting down at my computer and engaging in bloggery – but, to be honest, there’s about fifty different reasons for blogging right now. My brain is something of an unpredictable place at the moment, mainly thanks to the fact that I’m coming to the end of a run of work that’s been pretty bloody long. One job has bled into another, and there’s been tons of reviewing to do, and I’ve somehow managed to do work on the novel at the same time. My life has been very close to being 100% unadulterated work, which means that time enters that strange place where I spend most of my day doing exactly the same thing, and weeks seem to flash past in an incredibly short amount of time.

My life isn’t going to get any quieter soon – I’ve got three more days of proofing ahead, and then I’ve got to complete an assignment on my proofreading course that’ll probably get close to causing my brain to explode. It’s got to be done by the end of Thursday, because I’m away to the glorious madness of Eastercon that weekend, and I’ve got the final unit of the course to finish by the beginning of May. And April isn’t exactly going to be a quiet month, what with the 2 London trips, London Book Fair, and the Arthur C. Clarke Awards. The word ‘blur’ doesn’t even cover it.

And of course, the most frustrating thing is that I could really do with a chance to just sit down with the book and do a massive amount of work on it. I’m at about 120,000 words – although some of the most recent stuff I’ve written needs to be cut right away – I’ve fallen victim to writing a scene, realising it doesn’t work, and then coming up with a far, far superior version (Essentially, what was going to be a pretty cliched exposition-heavy scene where one of the villains explains what’s going on to the main characters has morphed in my head into something much more interesting and a hell of a lot weirder). I have a plan, though – I need to get to the end of the draft, then immediately go back and essentially rewrite the thing from top to bottom before I can actually show it to anyone. Once that’s done, I’ll be moving onto my rewrite of The Hypernova Gambit. And then, I’ll be starting work on the start of a sci-fi adventure trilogy that’s technically a spin-off from The Hypernova Gambit, but which does stand alone. I’ve got enough to keep me occupied. I just need more time…

Right. There will be more. Just not right now.

However, there’s enough time for this blog entry, with novelist Catherynne M. Valente talking about vampires and summing up everything I didn’t like about ‘Being Human’ in a far more succinct and interesting way:

‘My Commitment to Sparkle Motion’

Right. I’m off to find out if I’m going to have yet another in the series of Doctor Who-related dreams I’ve been having. I think I’ve actually managed to dream three separate versions of Matt Smith’s first episode, all of which ranked as ‘deeply confusing’. And while my TV-related blogging is basically zero right now, I think I can safely say that the needle will be swinging back towards the higher end of the scale in the next few weeks. I’m certainly liking what I’ve seen so far, and it’s going to be an interesting ride…

Okay. Must go collapse. Don’t do anything bad while I’m gone.

This Too Shall Pass

Ah, freelance work. You barely call in January, hardly a whisper. Was it something I said?, I thought to myself. And then, February heats up. And now, I’ve got two and a half crammed weeks ahead of me, which is probably going to significantly reduce any chance of blogging more than “Urk”. (It’s one of the things I like about Twitter – I feel like I can be a lot more free-associative and random over there, when I’ve only got 140 word entries to play with. It doesn’t feel right to not put something vaguely significant here. Or maybe it’s just me…)

Being busy is good, although it does mean I’ll be slowing down a bit on the book. I passed the 100,000 word mark on Chill Out. And I’m nowhere, NOWHERE near done. I reckon there’s a good 40,000 words to go before I’ve got the entire story down. Once that happens, there’ll be trimming, and streamlining, and hopefully it’ll be a relatively sensible size. I’m still having decent ideas – only today, a bit of the climax that I’d choreographed in my head that was still bothering me suddenly resolved itself, and it means I’ve got a nice bit of action that’s also emotional and only takes a small amount of setup. I’m still aware of the fact that this is going to be a truly massive amount of work once the first draft is done… but I still feel like there’s something there, something that’s a bit more characterful than The Hypernova Gambit (of which I am still planning on final, devil-may-care rewrite to get it comfortably under 150,000 words. Or maybe lower. I’m feeling daring…).

And, following what’s becoming a faintly regular feature of posting cool music-related stuff I’ve found, here’s the latest video from off-beat US rock band Ok Go. I found out about them purely because of their video for ‘Here We Go Again’, which is a brilliant bit of lo-fi filmmaking that just consists of the four members of the band doing an intricate bit of choreography on a series of treadmills and – this being the key to the whole exercise – it’s all done in one static shot. I can remember watching the video and being incredibly impressed that they actually got away with such a looney idea – it’s also the kind of thing that’s difficult to top, and can easily turn into the one thing that band is known for. Well, with their latest video, This Too Shall Pass, I think they’ve actually managed to top it – it’s a wonderfully demented idea. Admittedly, I’ve seen something in this ballpark before – there’s a video by The Bravery called ‘An Honest Mistake’ which is based around a fairly big Rube Goldberg-style setup, but most of it’s generated through clever editing. Here, it’s all done for real, in one take (there’s one point where there may be an edit, but it’s really difficult to tell), and it’s a thing of nutty beauty that’s worth enjoying:

And, for completion’s sake, here’s a link to the Here We Go Again treadmill video.

Right. Lots to do. And not much time to do it in…

The Beautiful Ones

It’s Saturday night. It’s also been nearly a month since I’ve posted here. I’m not sure if I’m losing the blogging habit, or if it’s simply that I’ve had one of those months where my days have been a certain routine, and measuring time gets kind of tricky (with whole weeks seeming to go by in a flash). It hasn’t been completely short of incident, however, so – in the manner of my last post – here’s a few updates:

News Nugget 1: I’m up to 92,000 words on my latest novel. Now, it has to be said that this is 92,000 words of a draft that pushes the word “first” as far as it will go – a shambling thing that I’m going to have to do an awful lot of work on. However, there are some very good bits in there, and I think I’m gradually figuring out how to write this thing (which is another proof of the writing theory I stick to (borrowed from Neil Gaiman), that you only know what you’ve got with a story until you’ve gotten to the end). I’ve also got an interesting reversal of the situation on my previous novel – with The Hypernova Gambit, I had a log-jam of exposition in the middle of the book, whereas here I’ve got a log-jam of characterisation. I’ll figure it out, but I think writing this as a much more character-centric piece is definitely paying dividends.

News Nugget 2: Partly as a result of this progress, and of various thoughts I’ve had… the next project (or, more accurately, an ‘inbetween’ project before I start the next proper project) is going to be a rewrite of The Hypernova Gambit. It’s more for myself than anything else, and the knowledge that through the last rewrite (and getting distance from it), I think I’ve worked out what I need to do to it. One of the things that always bothered me is how bloody long it is – 188,000 words is a bit too much for something that’s supposed to be a fun romp, and I’ve had some significant ideas on streamlining it, sharpening it up, and getting it under 150,000 words. It may not improve the chances of it getting published in any way whatsoever – but I feel like I owe it one last try. (This will, however, be the very last pass on the book. After this, it really does head off to the ‘Completed Projects’ file, and I’ll be onto my next adventure – I still love The Hypernova Gambit, but it’s only got a little bit left to teach me.

News Nugget 3: I’m finally getting out properly in Manchester, as a result of my regular Thursday Comics nights. To explain: it’s a chance for a select band of customers and friends at my local comic shop to lurk around the shop after hours, eat nice food and talk about comics. It’s run on most Thursday nights, I started going last October, and it’s turned from an occasional event into a regular occurrence. On top of this, a couple of weeks back I went out with various people from the Comics Nights, and had an absolutely fantastic evening – it featured some of the most hilariously powerful cocktails I’ve ever had in my life, and ended at a Karaoke bar with me doing a rousing version of “What You Waiting For” by Gwen Stefani. I even ended up tagging along to a small-scale live gig as a result of this week’s Comics night, with a couple of bands I’d never heard of, in an authentic Manchester rock club (you could tell it was authentic by the hilariously awful nature of the toilets…). And we’re already planning on heading out next Friday. I’m flirting with the idea of “Don’t Stop Me Now” by Queen, if Karaoke once again becomes a factor…

News Nugget 4: In an act of sheer wanton abandon, I decided to go to a ‘tweet-up’- a meeting of people organised on Twitter, for people who work in the book business. It was called ‘Twinter’, it was happening in London, so this meant me doing an impromptu voyage to the Big Smoke. And it actually went rather well – it was held in a posh bar in Belsize Park (one of those ones that make you laugh at exactly how expensive the drinks are), and while I spent the first hour or so feeling horribly out of place, I finally managed to mingle, make some acquaintances, and have some very nice chat (and even – shock! horror! – give out my business card a couple of times). It all went extremely well, although getting accomodation at a central London hostel was… well, it backfired on me thanks to the ‘specifically assigned’ bed being very poorly labelled. I came back to the room at past midnight, ready to collapse into bed, only to find that (a) my ten bed dorm was horribly, horribly stuffy – the kind of stuffy you can only get by putting nine people in a non-ventilated room, and (b) there was someone in the bed that I’d made up earlier that day. Thankfully, I did get something sorted, but it involved me having to take a top bunk (not exactly ideal), and I was up again at 5.30am. Thank heavens it was only one night…

News Nugget 5: As a result of My Twinter Adventure, however, I’ve decided to say “Why not?” and go along to the London Book Fair in April. It’s happening a couple of days after a very good friend of mine is having a birthday party in London, so I’m combining the two. I don’t know if it’ll be specifically useful to me in my new life as a proofreader (and writer), but I figure I might as well go along and find out.

News Nugget 6: TV-wise at the moment, I’m enjoying the hell out of Season 6 of Lost – the last couple of episodes haven’t quite reached the out-of-nowhere craziness of the season opener, but it’s still thoroughly entertaining stuff that’s throwing so many narrative curveballs I can’t help but be swept along by it. What I’m also doing, though, is watching The Twilight Zone – not any of the colour versions or imitations, the classic B+W version. I’ve gotten the first and second seasons on DVD, and it’s fantastic stuff. I’ve always had a liking for anthologies, but they don’t always work – I’ve watched a lot of The Outer Limits (again, the Sixties version), and while there are some great episodes, they do feel a little stretched at 50 minutes. The Twilight Zone, on the other hand, is 25 minute episodes, and the format is perfect for the televisual short story. With the first season being made in 1959, naturally there’s plenty about the show that’s dated – and yet, the spirit behind the show hasn’t. There’s a wonderful darkness to The Twilight Zone – it has a handful of whimsical episodes, but for the most part it’s a wonderfully bleak look at impossibilities, magic, science fiction and cruel twists of fate. Serling’s style is occasionally overwritten and slightly over-laconic (especially in his opening/closing voice overs), but it’s also got a tremendous amount of heart, and a level of grit and realism to the characters that really makes the whole thing stand up remarkably well. At heart, The Twilight Zone is like a collection of nuggets of the best of Fifties/Sixties black-and-white cinema, unafraid to be profound or intelligent or provocative, and unafraid to push into some very dark territory. (It’s also crammed to the rafters with familiar faces – I’m a long way from William Shatner’s famous turn in ‘Nightmare at 20,000 Feet’ (that’s in Season 5) but we’ve already had Patrick Macnee, Jean Marsh, Martin Landau, Rod Taylor, Martin Balsam, and later on in other seasons there’s everyone from Robert Redford and Charles Bronson to future Bond villain Richard Kiel).

News Nugget 7: I’m extremely glad I’ve figured out how to make my Xbox 360 playable – after spending a good chunk of January working my way through Batman: Arkham Asylum (which is a fun but odd game, a mix of absurd camp and over-extreme horror, but also one of the best mixes of combat and stealth I’ve seen, where the combat is thrilling and the sneak-around-in-the-shadows stealth is genuinely tense), and then I fell back into the world of Mass Effect. This is a SF roleplay adventure I first played back in 2008, and I enjoyed but wasn’t bowled over by it, mainly because it seemed to be over very quickly. Turns out, that was simply because there was a whole bunch of side missions I didn’t know about – and after doing a replay (going for more of the ‘Renegade’ options – the game gives you varying ways to play the story that do genuinely effect what happens), I was finally tempted into picking up the recently released sequel, Mass Effect 2. And wow, I’m very glad I did – it’s an example of a sequel that improves in almost every respect on the original game, and the level of characterisation that’s gone into the story is incredible – this is an SF world that it’s very easy to be lost in. It’s hilariously derivative, essentially playing as a slightly more hardcore interactive version of Babylon 5, but the dialogue features a minimum of cheesy one-liners, there are some genuinely funny moments, imaginative aliens, beautiful design, and some of the best voice acting I’ve ever heard in a game (trust me – if there’s one thing that can catapult you out of an immersive game, it’s characters sounding like bad actors standing in a studio reciting dialogue). I’m 15 hours into my first play-through (fitting it in around tons of proofreading, writing, reading and reviewing) and I’ve barely scratched the surface. It’s one of the few computer games I’ve bought for full price, and in this case I haven’t regretted it in the slightest.

News Nugget 8: Some things I’ve seen – there’s a new trailer for the upcoming season of Doctor Who online at the BBC (after airing tonight):

And initially I was excited to see it, until I realised it was one of those slightly dreadful ‘concept’ trailers that they’re occasionally in the habit of doing that don’t feature any actual footage from the show, and fall into the “Well, it must have seemed like a good idea at the time” category. I like the opening, though, and am still curious to see what’s what. And it’s saying ‘Easter’, so there’s the strong possibility it might be airing the same weekend as Eastercon (which would make a nice follow-up to last year’s Planet of the Dead screening).

Another thing I’ve seen – a three minute ‘teaser’ for a show that doesn’t actually exist yet. One of the more interesting aspects of the internet is how things that wouldn’t normally have been seen outside the industry can build up a momentum all of their own. In this case, it’s what’s referred to as a ‘sizzle reel’, which has been put together to show what an episode of proposed SF caper/heist show ‘Slingers’ would look like:

As teasers go, I have to admit that I rather like that – I’m definitely liking the stylised Sixties version of the future, and I can see the whole Rat Pack/Oceans Eleven thing working well in an SF environment (probably better than the Western elements of Firefly; I know there are tons of people out there who adored the show, but coming to it after the fact, I found the Western elements to be the bits of Firefly I liked the least – it worked best when it dropped the space-six-guns, bar fights and ‘Hey, let’s help the hookers out’ plots and just tried to be a gritty nuts-and-bolts SF show). There’s some fun stuff in this teaser – there’s also certain shots that push the low-budget stylised look into sheer incomprehensible abstractness, and the storytelling could be a little clearer (I think the characters are hi-jacking some kind of A.I., but it’s hard to be sure…), but I’d definitely be game for checking this out if it ever makes it into the land of the produced.

I’m not actually watching very much TV at the moment. I’m slowly catching up with Glee, which manages to have enough genuine fun to make up for the painfully forced moments and the chirpy musical ibe (it’s from the creator of Popular, a high school show which was a similar mixture of really good characterisation and absolutely thunking unsubtlety), but otherwise there’s little on the horizon until New Who starts. I may have to start getting those other Twilight Zone sets soon…

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And that’s where I’m standing. With plenty to do, and a determination that 2010 is going to be a better year for me. So far, the results are not too bad. Here’s hoping…

Do You Know the Way to St. Tropez?

Well, I’ve had a brief recurrence of insomnia, waking up at 3AM this morning and being generally unable to get back to sleep – but otherwise, this week has (in general terms) been a pretty good one.

News Nugget 1: I have been assimilated by the iPhone hivemind. I had a small windfall of money, the kind of thing where the best use is getting something that you wouldn’t normally be able to get yourself. Plus, I’ve needed to upgrade my phone for a very long time, and there have been plenty of occasions in the last year when I really could have done with a decent portable internet device. And now, I’ve got one. It’s a shockingly useful little device and every time I think I’ve gotten to grips with the functions, I suddenly find out that I’ve barely scratched the surface. I’m doing my best to get the most out of it, without actually allowing my life to suddenly revolve around it. It’s wonderful, but it’s just a souped-up phone, and as with all these things, it’s just a tool for doing more things, rather than something that’s going to instantly transform my life. (Although, talk to me in three months and I might be saying something very different…)

News Nugget 2: It’s no longer a world of ice and snow outside the front door. Admittedly, it’s been that way for most of the week, but I’ve only just got to the point where it doesn’t feel bizarre to see large expanses of green rather than white. For a few days, it almost felt like the section in The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe, where Narnia switches from snow to sunshine in record time – either that, or the Wizard of Oz, going from a world of monochrome to sudden, vibrant colour (especially since all the grass is, at the moment, exceptionally green thanks to the sudden influx of lots and lots of water). It’s still something of a novelty being able to go outside and not have to do the careful, shuffling ice-walk. Long may it continue. And, theoretically, there’s only a couple of months before we hit spring, and the leaves return to the trees – something I’m seriously looking forward to.

News Nugget 3: I’m 55,000 words into my latest novel. In a major departure, I’m writing this thing sequentially instead of leaping around to my favourite bits and then assembling it as a jumbled patchwork. And so far… I think it’s going well. One factor that’s helping is that my workload is pretty light at the moment – I’d like that to change (and things are beginning to pick up), but it’s taking shape, and I’m starting to get the idea that there are areas in which I know what I’m doing here. There’s lots to do – I’m barely a third of the way through the plot (and there’s probably lots of infodump material I can lose), but I’m enjoying it, and I’m looking forward to getting more of it down on paper.

News Nugget 4: Here’s a gallery of some of the pictures Tris and I took on our latest photographic adventure (as well as some from our previous one). It may have been awesomely cold on that night shoot, but it’s nice to see that the end results were worth it.

News Nugget 5: Another pop song has wormed its way into my brain and won’t get out. It’s by feted new band Marina and the Diamonds (essentially singer/songwriter Marina Diamandas and her backing band), it’s called Mowgli’s Road, and it”s absolutely barking mad in a way that’s both insane and strangely adorable. A homage to the Jungle Book that also, for reasons best known to someone other than me, features the line “We are the spoons’, it’s energetic, quirky and huge fun, and here’s the video:

I could say more, but frankly I’m way too tired. So instead, I’m going to power up the Xbox 360 (which I have finally been able to wire through my PC Monitor, meaning I can actually play it for the first time in a very long while), load Batman: Arkham Asylum and spend some of the evening creeping around in the shadows and trying to take out bad guys. There’s plenty to do, and lots of targets I need to try and hit in my current life. But not right now…

Many Happy Returns

I’m crossing my fingers for a relatively smooth journey – yes, there’s been snow down here (nowhere near as much as in other parts of the country), but it hasn’t been too heavy, so there’s a vague chance that tomorrow’s trip won’t disintegrate into a Planes Trains and Automobiles style nightmare.

Oh blimey. I should have known better.

Yes, the journey turned into something of a saga. A 15-hour saga. And it’d be great if I could say that much of that was action, adventure and intrigue, but most of it involved an awful lot of sitting around. Newquay Airport is not a particularly exciting place to be stranded – in fact, out of the whole journey, it’s about the least appealing part of the journey to be stuck on. So naturally, I got stuck there. The annoying thing is that if my plane – which was scheduled to leave at 6.30am, and initially got delayed to about 7.30am – had tried to leave ten minutes earlier, we probably would have made it. They finally started boarding us at 8am- and then stopped when snow descended. Serious snow. An hour and a half later, they tried again, and we got as far as the runway before the fact that a blizzard was going made it clear that nobody was going anywhere for the immediate future. Which left me kinda stranded – I chose the ‘wait for the other flight that day’ option, which meant waiting from 10am until 3.55pm in the desperate hope that the snow would let up. And it did. And the journey back to Manchester was relatively smooth, with only a half-hour pause at Bristol.

It was only when I was getting off the plane at Manchester that I realised I could actually have gotten to America in the time it took me to get home.

A bit of a saga, and I’ve come back to find Manchester wreathed in snow and ice. It’s -7 outside. Tomorrow will be plenty of sorting, and hopefully a journey into town. But for now, I’m just glad to be back…