The Big Three-Oh

In a matter of days I pass this landmark of existence. It appears to have crept up on me far quicker than necessary.

With it has come the anticipated, incessant and irritating insistence that I do something big. I understand why, it’s a nice round figure and I’ll only get the chance to celebrate it once, but what makes me grumble is that the concept of doing this without alcohol is so completely alien to people. The other problem is organising it. As you can tell from scanning previous blogs; stuff is a bit harrowing of late. It’s left me far from anywhere remotely ‘up for’ organising a big party.

But I have. Not a big party, but I saw two events on this Saturday that only celebrating my birthday could bring my friends together for. So I’ll be going to see the massive fun that is Plested & Brown, and then going to a rock club. And a meal on Monday. And a gig on Tuesday…
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Music for The Unwinding Hours

Not as much progress as I would have liked today, but I’ve kept busy. Still motivated, still positive.

Any attempts at an insightful blog have been thrown out the window, however, as mere moments after I began this blog, I discovered The Unwinding Hours, Craig B and Ian Cook of now defunct Aereogramme.   It’s utterly overtaken me, one of those albums that reminds you just how wonderful music really is.  Craig has one of the most beautiful voices you will ever hear.  It doesn’t have a wide range, but it has a unique power to it; it’s fragile, but it has this strength that bores inside of you to leave you vulnerable.  The album is a heart-wrencher from start to finish.  The music is often gentle but never simply in the background, and when you least expect it, it explodes to life. The lyrics are something else.

As a reviewer I should be able to explain this in a better way, but it’s still dropping my jaw.  It’s heartwarming and heartbreaking in equal measure and I wish that there was better material on Youtube that I could embed here.
If you have spotify, find them and give them a listen, or click the picture for their Myspace.
You will not regret it.
It’s the most beautiful thing to happen this year.

Wordcount: 1,914
Soundtrack: The Unwinding Hours –


So I had a much more productive day yesterday.

I got up earlier, I kept my blood sugars at a decent level, I tackled the lawns, picked up my prescriptions and actually remembered to put the rubbish out in time for it to be taken away.

But best of all, I made considerable progress with the short story.

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So it’s not going to plan IT’S NOT GOING ACCORDING TO PLAN!

Bah. I’ve never been one who could command himself to write, but I had hoped to be half way through the short story by now, even factoring in the rust!  Alas, I’m still not far from the start.

Distractions abound, that pesky internet being the main culprit.  But at least the one good thing to come from the conclusion of all good television ever that’s currently underway is that there’s no shows to distract me.  Seriously, it’s just Glee and the thoroughly awesome Battlestar Galactica 2 Stargate Universe. And they’ll be finished soon, too!  But this dilemma is for another blog, probably as tomorrow or Thursday’s distraction…

I think maybe the amount of rust is a problem.  What I have written so far manages to be ‘too much’ whilst simultaneously not being sufficiently descriptive.  Clearly being out of practice with fiction isn’t as easy to power through as I had assumed.  It’ll get there though, I’m fairly determined.  And I should stop getting annoyed that what I’m coming up with is shit, because a) I can go back to it and wield the editor’s scythe like the Grim Reaper on crack, and b) because it being amazing wasn’t the prime goal. the prime goal is finishing and submitting something.  It being awesome would be nice, but at this stage my desperation determination to do what I’ve always supposed to be doing has to accept that finishing a short and sending it is a big achievement in itself for me.

In my head, the Rocky four music is playing.

Earlier, my head and ears was full of this:

This video was made by (his name is)RobertPaulson7, click through to his page, he’s entering it in a competition. It’s not bad. If a bit unsettling.

I have a lot of love for Far. Despite not listening to them as much as I should, there’s a massive chunk of my music collection that just would not be there were it not for Jonah Matrangah and co. I got all excited about their new album, but didn’t get round to listening to it until today, and it’s as if they’d never been away. Not mind-blowing, but consistently impressive from start to finish.  This opening track being a particular corking number.  Deafening indeed. Lovely. Musicgush over.

Anyway. To bed!
I have to kick Word’s arse after I’ve recharged.
Lots to do tomorrow, in fact.
I’m coming over all Tracy Turnblad singing ‘Good Morning Baltimore
Only I’m not as shrill and annoying.
Well… not as shrill…


Word Count: 1,089
Soundtrack: Far – At Night We Live


So this is a big topic for me.
This post will likely change and be added to, I doubt I’ll get it all done in one go.

I have never been a man who has a lot of “I want to be”s.
I wasn’t a child who wanted to be an astronaut one day, a fireman the next, then a builder, policeman, commando or ninja.
There’s only ever been one life goal.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to write.

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Laying Down The Gauntlet

Black Library are currently looking for new writers to join the hallowed ranks of our best-selling Warhammer and Warhammer 40,000 authors.

Our 2010 submissions window opens on 4 May 2010 and closes on 31 July 2010.

Let’s get on it then, yeah?