I've been busy.
I'm still taking Chinese lessons. I've also discovered that I can speak Chinese just fine. Completely illiterate, though. Oops. I'm also trying to get a certification in Business Enterprise skills to show I'm not a moron, and write a business plan for a journal I will probably never set up.
Yes, I am a fucking idiot.
I've also just gotten a new job that I'll probably get fired from just as fast. But oh well - enjoy the meagre money while it lasts and save it up, and maybe I won't starve to death in the meantime.
Fiction! Fiction is going beautifully. Our Last Summer is moments away from being 33% completed, and the middle 33% is also being fleshed out into something vaguely substantial. If I can get this completed and published, then I might actually have something to show for sitting on my ass scribbling for most of my life.
Also, just to throw out some love for the people I've met lately, online and in real life. You're all kinda (okay, okay, totally) awesome.
Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 5 December 2010
Land of the Living
No, I didn't forget about this page. Yes, I am lazy. Done.
Anyway!
I haven't (surprisingly) died in the epic, epic amounts of snow currently coating the UK. Long may it continue, by the way. I have, in fact, been out enjoying myself like the closet five-year-old I really am.
Fanfiction is a bit, um, surprising right now. As in, two more and there'll be a hundred. Whoops. Not entirely sure how that happened. Oh, wait, yeah. My Star Trek geekery, that's how. *shoots self*
Original is also finally picking up again. Mostly Stardawn. Which is still topping my own record for the most character deaths in one work - just a warning. I have managed to get a little more of Our Last Summer done as well, but it's difficult to write teenage sexuality angst when you didn't have any. (Seriously, beginning to think I'm the only well-adjusted LGBTQ person out there. It's pissing me off. Please tell me I'm not alone with this being a normal human being thing.)
Probably am. Shit.
Also: I have joined FanStory.com to learn how to write short stories without wanting to beat myself to death. I probably won't put longer works of fiction up but you never know. I said I wouldn't use fictionpress but something turned up there regardless.
Also, I finally was sat down to watch Firefly the other week. Can someone explain to me why all my well-trusted nerdy friends thought it was epic? 'Cause I'm missing something there.
Anyway!
I haven't (surprisingly) died in the epic, epic amounts of snow currently coating the UK. Long may it continue, by the way. I have, in fact, been out enjoying myself like the closet five-year-old I really am.
Fanfiction is a bit, um, surprising right now. As in, two more and there'll be a hundred. Whoops. Not entirely sure how that happened. Oh, wait, yeah. My Star Trek geekery, that's how. *shoots self*
Original is also finally picking up again. Mostly Stardawn. Which is still topping my own record for the most character deaths in one work - just a warning. I have managed to get a little more of Our Last Summer done as well, but it's difficult to write teenage sexuality angst when you didn't have any. (Seriously, beginning to think I'm the only well-adjusted LGBTQ person out there. It's pissing me off. Please tell me I'm not alone with this being a normal human being thing.)
Probably am. Shit.
Also: I have joined FanStory.com to learn how to write short stories without wanting to beat myself to death. I probably won't put longer works of fiction up but you never know. I said I wouldn't use fictionpress but something turned up there regardless.
Also, I finally was sat down to watch Firefly the other week. Can someone explain to me why all my well-trusted nerdy friends thought it was epic? 'Cause I'm missing something there.
Saturday, 11 September 2010
Summerend Post
Why hello there.
After a (not so) gorgeous summer (Britain lived up to its usual standards) I have returned.
As far as original work goes, I've been slacking, I'm afraid. Fanfiction, on the other hand, is doing nicely - or at least South Park is. I must be in a humorous mood of late. Although, admittedly, Stardawn has suddenly acquired chapters.
I'm having difficulty typing because my hands are numb, so this post is going to be short.
I'm spending the next year doing some heavy-duty volunteering, as well as the second year of my degree and Chinese lessons. For the love of whatever you happen to believe in, don't expect my fanfiction or original fiction to be pouring off the screen. It won't be.
Also, I'm getting tattooed on Tuesday. Anyone south of Inverness, north of Birmingham, and between the Atlantic and the North Sea: you might be lucky enough to hear me screaming.
(I checked. I don't lose my mancard for admitting that this is going to hurt like hell.)
After a (not so) gorgeous summer (Britain lived up to its usual standards) I have returned.
As far as original work goes, I've been slacking, I'm afraid. Fanfiction, on the other hand, is doing nicely - or at least South Park is. I must be in a humorous mood of late. Although, admittedly, Stardawn has suddenly acquired chapters.
I'm having difficulty typing because my hands are numb, so this post is going to be short.
I'm spending the next year doing some heavy-duty volunteering, as well as the second year of my degree and Chinese lessons. For the love of whatever you happen to believe in, don't expect my fanfiction or original fiction to be pouring off the screen. It won't be.
Also, I'm getting tattooed on Tuesday. Anyone south of Inverness, north of Birmingham, and between the Atlantic and the North Sea: you might be lucky enough to hear me screaming.
(I checked. I don't lose my mancard for admitting that this is going to hurt like hell.)
Friday, 4 June 2010
Three and a Half Months
Well, my first year exams are over. Whether I've done well or not remains to be seen, but they are over and, with them, my first year of university.
How scary is that?
So now I have three and a half months to bend to my will. June is a loss for the writing, as I'll be going to Greece for a week with friends, and probably getting drunk until then to celebrate the end of the year with other friends.
But July, August and the first half of September?
They may be a different story.
I am hoping to bring Our Last Summer to a complete first draft, though that may be a little ambitious. I want to get a proper start on The Nephilim and Night Ghosts as well, though they will certainly not approach completion this summer. Not even close.
I would like to return to Postscript, but we'll see how that goes.
Regardless, I will be keeping myself busy. It seems that my friends have designs on exploring various gay scenes and gay prides throughout the country (and who am I to say no?) which will have me all over the place. Hopefully, money permitting, I will also travel to Barcelona for a few days with yet more friends. And then, of course, is the matter of driving licenses, various summer qualification courses, and language learning.
There's definitely something a little wrong with me.
How scary is that?
So now I have three and a half months to bend to my will. June is a loss for the writing, as I'll be going to Greece for a week with friends, and probably getting drunk until then to celebrate the end of the year with other friends.
But July, August and the first half of September?
They may be a different story.
I am hoping to bring Our Last Summer to a complete first draft, though that may be a little ambitious. I want to get a proper start on The Nephilim and Night Ghosts as well, though they will certainly not approach completion this summer. Not even close.
I would like to return to Postscript, but we'll see how that goes.
Regardless, I will be keeping myself busy. It seems that my friends have designs on exploring various gay scenes and gay prides throughout the country (and who am I to say no?) which will have me all over the place. Hopefully, money permitting, I will also travel to Barcelona for a few days with yet more friends. And then, of course, is the matter of driving licenses, various summer qualification courses, and language learning.
There's definitely something a little wrong with me.
Friday, 14 May 2010
Sola Fide, Sola Scriptura
'Our Last Summer' is 18,000 words and rising. Shoot me. Right the fuck now.
In other news, and weirder news, I was inspired by God today.
This is no joke, and, for me, it bloody well should be.
I am an atheist. I have always been an atheist, I will most likely always be an atheist. I have never seen the point in a God, or a Saviour, or an afterlife, or religion. We are born, we live, and we die. It is of little important to me - and moreover it is illogical to me - to ponder that our Creator might be watching.
But today, I found a use for the Holy Bible. And that is to pour forth stories (most likely blasphemous ones) upon the heathen ground.
I happened upon a reference to the second fall of angels from Heaven - one that was a transgression worse than Lucifer's. This was a shock to me. My father's family are Catholics, and so I have - naturally - been taught that Lucifer is All The Bad.
Well, sort of.
I have discovered the Nephilim, in the books of Genesis, Jude, Peter and Isaiah. And quite frankly, if blatant mockery of religion in general happens to offend thee, I would suggest that you stop reading soon.
Because it's coming.
In other news, and weirder news, I was inspired by God today.
This is no joke, and, for me, it bloody well should be.
I am an atheist. I have always been an atheist, I will most likely always be an atheist. I have never seen the point in a God, or a Saviour, or an afterlife, or religion. We are born, we live, and we die. It is of little important to me - and moreover it is illogical to me - to ponder that our Creator might be watching.
But today, I found a use for the Holy Bible. And that is to pour forth stories (most likely blasphemous ones) upon the heathen ground.
I happened upon a reference to the second fall of angels from Heaven - one that was a transgression worse than Lucifer's. This was a shock to me. My father's family are Catholics, and so I have - naturally - been taught that Lucifer is All The Bad.
Well, sort of.
I have discovered the Nephilim, in the books of Genesis, Jude, Peter and Isaiah. And quite frankly, if blatant mockery of religion in general happens to offend thee, I would suggest that you stop reading soon.
Because it's coming.
Monday, 3 May 2010
The First Summer
I am a genius, because I have finished all my coursework ahead of the deadline. How many of my uni mates can say that? None, that's how many. As yet. And it's due in two days.
And now I will return to writing, as much as I ever left it. In four days, I wrote 11,000 words of a new story called 'Our Last Summer', exploring the development over three years of the relationship between teenagers Ryan Anderson and Alex Bexley. The pace is experimentally slow but, if my two main betae for this are any judges, the experiment is working. Though it is astonishingly easy writing dialogue between them, considering that it is an accomplishment for Alex to contribute more than twenty words to any conversation.
Currently, I am writing for one university magazine and editing for another. I am also taking up language modules next year in German or French. Probably German, but course fees and timetable permitting, of course.
And all of this permitting that I pass my exams in May and June. And then I am free of work for the next three and a half months.
What am I supposed to do with myself?
And now I will return to writing, as much as I ever left it. In four days, I wrote 11,000 words of a new story called 'Our Last Summer', exploring the development over three years of the relationship between teenagers Ryan Anderson and Alex Bexley. The pace is experimentally slow but, if my two main betae for this are any judges, the experiment is working. Though it is astonishingly easy writing dialogue between them, considering that it is an accomplishment for Alex to contribute more than twenty words to any conversation.
Currently, I am writing for one university magazine and editing for another. I am also taking up language modules next year in German or French. Probably German, but course fees and timetable permitting, of course.
And all of this permitting that I pass my exams in May and June. And then I am free of work for the next three and a half months.
What am I supposed to do with myself?
Saturday, 10 April 2010
Work and Play
So at the moment, the focus is - necessarily - on my degree. Internships, placements, all this sort of nice stuff. And making my department obey what I say. For anyone who hasn't gone to university yet, believe me when I say you have to approach them to get any feedback whatsoever.
On the plus side, the assignments are actually vaguely interesting.
What I'm hoping to do is get a placement over the summer, to work and earn a little money here and there. All for pumping up the old Curriculum Vitae. What I'm also hoping is the publishing house will take on 'The Fallen' so I can begin to scrape at least a few pennies towards paying off my debt.
On the writing side at the moment, there is not a great deal. I really should get myself back to Substance Dualism and get it moving, but to be honest, that might be what happens over the summer regardless of work. Otherwise three months stuck in the dull little southern town that my parents currently reside in...well, it's not going to be fun.
Perhaps I should learn to ride a motorbike this summer.
On the plus side, the assignments are actually vaguely interesting.
What I'm hoping to do is get a placement over the summer, to work and earn a little money here and there. All for pumping up the old Curriculum Vitae. What I'm also hoping is the publishing house will take on 'The Fallen' so I can begin to scrape at least a few pennies towards paying off my debt.
On the writing side at the moment, there is not a great deal. I really should get myself back to Substance Dualism and get it moving, but to be honest, that might be what happens over the summer regardless of work. Otherwise three months stuck in the dull little southern town that my parents currently reside in...well, it's not going to be fun.
Perhaps I should learn to ride a motorbike this summer.
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