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Grumpier than Grump McGrumpmarson, son of Grumpthor

Not even a chocolate mousse has alleviated my petty *meh*ness. I haven’t found myself the time to write for a week and while work has been stressful and involved longer hours than of late I think it’s simply the same old same old doubts about the plotline kicking in again.
I’m tempted to simply finish [...]

Slow-jo mojo

Le mojo c’est tombe en panne. I think that means it’s French. Does that mean it’s covered in bread? French bread? Like a Pret-A-Ris morsel? An idea sandwich that has gone slightly stale and sits limply alongside the novelty flavoured pasties on the shelf of the third fridge from the [...]

Born of frustration

Hmm.  As before, the last time I tried to keep a blog while writing I find that as I get more and more absorbed into the story, I find less and less to entertain my one reader with.  Reading about plot technicalities when you don’t know the plot, the characters or anything really must be [...]

Toffee

Sometimes, ideas are like treacle.  And sometimes they’re like toffee.  Sometimes, they’re like neither.  I guess in this particular analogy they would be a kind of burnt ochre.  And a bit bland.  Hmm.   Maybe burnt umber is more apt.
Anyhoo.  I can’t explain it at all.  I simply sit with Maggie carefully perched on a scarf [...]

It's weird, being God

I’m very pleased with how Monk Quixote (the novel, not the blog) is going.  While it’s still disconcerting how inconsistent things can become when writing in a non-linear fashion (reminding myself what a character does or doesn’t know at specific moments, what they’re wearing, in a surprisingly large number of scenes how inebriated they are….) [...]

Computer – cease program

You may, or may not, be familiar with the holodeck in Star Trek Cillit Bang.  This is a televisual treat, whereupon all men must wear pastel jumpers and have pre-pattern baldness combovers.  When things are tough, and they frequently are, for are they not men, and is life not tough (woot, woot, how exciting, there [...]

L'ironie, c'est magnifique

Ten days holiday – sum total written = Zero.  Nicht.  Nada.  Nul points.  Do not pass Go and on no account collect 200 beer tokens.  Or any other form of tokens, whether Tolkein tokens or smoking tokens or rooting tooting tokens.  Or Dokken.  If you know who they are, you need shooting.
Two hours on a [...]

Teasing the teaser

Been trying out my teaser skills:
“Were you born lucky?  Have you been unlucky in love?  Do you read your horoscope?  Do you have your little superstitions?  Occasionally feel like a puppet on a string?  Like reading meaning into the most trivial of things?  Tom Esher does.  And he’s about to discover that he’s been looking [...]

Landmark days

I made a teensy bit of a fool of myself today.  Now this, in itself, is not news.  Far from it.  What was news was that it involved punching the air while travelling on a packed train.  Monk Quixote made his first appearance in Tom’s Universe I.  And he made sense of everything.  Themes that [...]

Every Good Boy Deserves Fellatio

My current obsession with Oirish girls led to a most productive train journey in this morning.  It’s almost certainly ripped off a film but as a first draft it’ll do – it may even be the most appropriate way to start Tom I.  It’s certainly easier to develop a character when he has a real [...]