Monday, 30 November 2009

Seen one of these before?


Just got my transcript externally validated. :) Just into chapter five. But four and five and part of three are all being deleted. Went off compleely the wrong way. Well, not quite deleted, but removed definitely.

The aim is to get the whole thing to about 100,000 - 120,000 words. NaNoWriMo was just the beginning... Maybe I'll have a 2010 one next year. Wish me luck.

Keep smiling,
Sx

Monday, 23 November 2009

Philosophy

I have a new favourite quote. My old favourite was from Plato's republic:


"My dear Socrates, if you produce theories of that sort, you can’t be surprised if most decent people take their coats off, pick up the nearest weapon, and come after you in their shirt sleeves to do something terrible to you!"


My new favourite is from Nozick's Knowledge and Skepticism:


"If, as is likely, these explanations do not help, please use your own intuitive understanding of subjunctives 3 and 4."


Keep smiling,

I am.

Sx

Sunday, 22 November 2009

NaNoWriMo Extract

I said I'd put a bit up and I never did, this is a small extract from Chapter One.

"‘Shit I’m sorry Lil’ he lied convincingly ‘I don’t know why I did that’

She bent down to collect her books before she answered.

‘I do’ she send venomously, ‘it’s because you’re a disgusting fucking prick who couldn’t care about anything except yourself. I’m not going to fucking shag you, not today, not tomorrow, not fucking ever’

Elliot started forwards

‘Oh come on Lil, it was an accident’

‘Don’t you fucking dare come near me’ she snarled ‘I’m not one of your disgusting slutty harem, I will not be fucked and I will not be fucked with. By you or anybody else.’

People were starting to appear at the entrance of the corridor as Lily’s voice grew in volume and in pitch. Elliot wished that he had shut her up quietly before.

‘Chill Lil’ he tried to sound nonchalant in front of the growing crowd. Lily glanced up at them, then back at Elliot as she realised he was trying to maintain some sense of dignity in front of his friends.

‘Piss off’ she spat, then she turned and walked away, the crowd parted to let her through and the instance she was it swarmed into the corridor and Elliot was swallowed up by a mass of people. At the forefront was Mike Flanders, he was the centre mid field of the college football team and he’s always been the one that Elliot had taken to parties. Mike liked a good party, they suited each other well Mike and Elliot, two perfectly coupled wingmen. There had been jokes floating around about a bromance between them, they indulged this after they realised that girls seemed to like the idea. Suffice to say, Mike was the other cool kid on campus.

‘What was that about?’ he asked Elliot cautiously. Elliot rolled hi lower lip into his mouth and bit down with his upper teeth.

‘Lets walk’ he said, and they set off. Nobody else in the crowd even tried to follow them as they walked away from them. It was obvious to all watching that something very serious was happening between them It wasn’t, Elliot was trying to make light of it all. ‘I’m trying to sleep with her.’

‘Trying?’ Mike reply was sarcastic and amused, ‘good job there mate, she hates you.’

‘I know she does’ came Elliot’s lucid reply, ‘but that doesn’t mean that she won’t’

‘You know El’ said Mike, ‘it normally does.’ Elliot didn’t say anything, he didn’t even look at Mike. ‘Anyway man, why would you want to? Yeah she’s pretty fucking hot but she’s not going to be up for anything is she? She’s a total stuck up bitch!’

‘Yeah’ Elliot agreed, ‘but that’s sort of part of the attraction isn’t it? You know, the whole forbidden fruit thing’

‘El,’ Mike said, ‘there is no point in chasing after the forbidden fruit if you know it’s just an apple, there are hundreds of apples out there, most of them are much nicer than…’

‘Mike,’ Elliot interrupted him, ‘I think you might be stretching this metaphor past breaking point.

Mike laughed and Elliot joined in with his cold smile. They turned the corner and stepped outside together then leaned back against the wall just inside of the No smoking zone. They both found their cigarettes and lit them before either said anything else.

‘You’ll never do it mate.’

‘No?’ was Elliot’s quizzical reply.

‘No’

‘You’re sure’

‘Yes,’ Mike was smiling back at him, ‘I think I know what’s coming next’

‘Want to bet on it?’ Mike’s grin widened

‘I was right. Why don’t you give me twenty quid now? Elliot’s smile broadened to match Mike’s. He took a drag from his cigarette and blew the smoke directly into Mike’s face."


I'm writing more, well, er, now actually.

Keep smiling.

Sx

Thursday, 19 November 2009

A change is as good as a rest?

You be the judge, a change from writing leads to the beginnings of a sketched self portrait.

Hmmm, I think I might go back to writing now...

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Ah, Hello...

I would be writing more of my NaNoWriMo story but unfortunately I've lost my notes... My room isn't even that untidy today! Grrr, but yesterday I was sorting some university paperwork so it might have been tidied away. It'll be around here somewhere...

*sighs hopefully*

I think I'll go through my first chapter (completed at 14,191 words) and find something suitable to put up here, it's been a while since I treated this blog to some of my work. I really should find those notes and get on actually, hmmm, this will teach me for trying to plan a story rather than just writing it. In the mean time take a peak at what came through the post...

It's (if you can't tell) a poster for an independent film by Erik Beck, the man who brought the world Indy Mogul, which in turn bought me top Celtx and the creation of my first script and with the script came a renewal of writing. I owe a lot to that man, but I settled for a donation for his film, and LOOK! He's still sending me goodies! The film is called 'Father Son Run' and the plot synopsis and extra information is on the website. I'm going to look for my notes, then possibly writ something on Kant.... hmmm, decisions.

Keep smiling,
Sx

Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Hello there!

Finally remembered my password back into this thing. Appalling isn't it, I've only been gone for a week and my memory's shot! Orkney was amazing, it was so beautiful, too beautiful to ever try and capture.

You should go sometime.

You should take me with you.

Seriously, I want to go back. My friend's family that I stayed with were terrific, they were lovely and welcoming and it was amazing watching them. They're like a little team, a true family unit!


Unfortunately due to my absence my NaNoWriMo stats have gone up the pictures... I started off the month looking quite impressive but gradually I've slipped back.. Time to jump back up on the horse methinks. Take a peak at my stats here. I'll get there, don't worry.

On my way up to Aberdeen I was toying with a plot idea. What do you think:

People leave notes to each other when they go don the shops to buy milk etc, right? How about a married couple, one a night nurse and the other a machine operator who work completely different hours and pretty much all of their communication is done in this way. It'll provide a look at the characters' social lives, work patterns. Subtle hints at deceit and lies, maybe a big climatic finish which doesn't end on a scrawled note on the kitchen table.

Any thoughts?

Sx

Thursday, 5 November 2009

Ah look...

This may be my last blog for a week, if I find internet on my mobile I'll blog from there but even if I manage that I doubt I'll have much storytelling to show. In the first two days of NaNoWriMo I wrote over 12,000 words which means that even as I have not written anything in the past two days, and only a little on the third due to University, packing and bonfire restrictions I'm still above target.

But not for long I fear. Also my twitter isn't responding to my texts. I probably haven't died, even if I don't update.

You keep smiling, I'll keep writing.

Sx

*UPDATE*
Twitter feed working again, watch THAT SPACE ------>