Browsing All posts tagged under »head -> wall repeat«

I’m Attempting to Get Scurvy and You’re Helping

August 19, 2011 by

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So Rick has started to take retaliatory measures towards the fact that the sandman and I aren’t getting along. Tonight for instance he ran in, a good hour after he normally heads bedwards, yelled ‘Emergency Bedtime’, flipped the switch to plunge the world into darkness and lunged for the bedroom. And I was left in […]

Throwing Up on Someone’s Shoes is a Great Way to Break the Ice

August 17, 2011 by

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My brain seems to have taken the crazy juice. So I keep waking up every five minutes. Cue Rick banging his head against the mattress moaning, ‘Want. Sleep’. Which is, you know, hilarious. But still, not so good. Plus, it’s not like I don’t sympathise Me: Being able to sleep on the third day only […]

The Exciting Adventures of Not-Harry and Charles Watson

August 16, 2011 by

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Still haven’t worked out names for the main characters. Can’t keep calling them Not-Harry and Charles Watson, it’s disorienting. Am therefore having discussions like this: “How about ‘Larry’?” “You want her to name him after a stooge?” “My sister’s named after a hobbit…” I was gonna stick another scrap of it in here cause I […]

Am Going To Start Substituting Alcohol For Sleep

August 14, 2011 by

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So apparently it is wizards in space. Well, wizard, anyway. I spent Friday with Paul fighting crime explaining my dreams to him, in a way that by the evening I had this whole world fleshed out in my mind and the characters and the… Every Damn Thing Except the Main Character’s Name, Apparently. And so […]

Rampaging Plot Monkeys

August 8, 2011 by

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I don’t write my books linearly at the best of times. The fact that the first two books of this series operate in a strictly chronological fashion has nothing to do with the way I wrote them. I tend to write a scene here, a scene there, and then over time the spaces between them […]

Who Says I Can’t Live In A Fantasy World? I Work In One…

August 4, 2011 by

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I think my card game is trying to teach me something. Something along the lines of: winning at solitaire will not make an agent call me. I really need to disassociate the two things in my mind; otherwise the outlook is grim. Then again, maybe that’s just my currently pessimistic, gloom-flavoured interpretation. I have been […]

Swear Like A Cartoon Character

August 3, 2011 by

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Since yesterday it’s been pointed out to me that I tend to swear like a cartoon character. Now I’ll grant you Criminently, Nutsy! is straight out of a Disney movie* but I don’t think oh my fruity lord belongs in any cartoon nor does the previously mentioned holy crap**, and tarnation coffee fields has nothing […]

Rocks Fall, Everyone Dies

July 28, 2011 by

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Since I finished the first book, sent out my queries and so on, you would be forgiven for assuming that I was now working on finishing off the second book. But as writing (at least when I do it) bears about as much resemblance to logic as most things in Wonderland, this is in fact […]

How NOT to Appeal to a Potential Agent (or Mate)

July 26, 2011 by

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Paul thinks I should update you on my search for representation thing. I think this may be the first step on a descending spiral of madness and despair, but what do I know? So. On Friday an agent (one of those at the very top of my shortlist of favourites) asked to see a partial […]

The Tortured Artist’s Dilemma

July 22, 2011 by

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Today: I woke up with a very special headache this morning. And as stabbing pain is not one of my favourite ways to start the day, I took some painkillers. They are new and different because the other boxes in the drawer were all empty. And apparently their drugs are not the same as the […]

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