Observations While Writing

(Because even when you have Freedom switched on there are always ways to procrastinate)

- The David Tennant Doctor Who figure is taller than the Matt Smith figure and for some reason I thought it would be the other way around. I should Google who is tallest. (To which the answer is a) yes David Tennant is taller and b) what an odd site and c) my Google-Fu found that in one click).

- Why have trays on your desk if you're not going to use them for anything sensible? And yes, labelling them WIP / Ideas / Guidelines / Writing Tips isn't much good if you're just going to throw everything into whatever tray you feel like.

- Making graphs is an awesome way to track your progress even if you're not making any progress because you're busy making graphs.

- Scribbling short story titles and throwing them into the trays would be awesome if you used the right trays or maybe had a short story title tray. Ooh, see now I have another reason to procrastinate and then later on I could blog* about all the silly things I write short story titles on like fruit pastille wrappers and gift tags and whatnot. You'd think there were no notebooks in this room.

- If you count all the unused notebooks in your office, you may find they total 30 (at least).

*I won't really blog about that... Although, in the words of James Bond, never say never.

I wonder which James Bond figure is the tallest?

Introducing the “Theatre of Curious Acts”

Having spent a fair few hours working on plotting my NaNoWriMo project this afternoon, I decided to procrastinate in a creative way and created a cover for my unwritten book. Details of the plot saved for another post a) because I may not have anything else to post about and b) if I don’t dry my hair soon it’s going to be a frizz-ball in the morning.

Happy Easter!!!

Happy, Happy, Happy Easter - and yes, I have already had too much chocolate. I'm kind of procrastinating at the moment. And later I'll not only be procrastinating but sweating. I am going to face an old, old fear... Wait for it...

The evil that is The Wizard of Oz! Cue clip:




The film creeps me out and I don't know why. So now that I am old and brave, well older and a little bit braver, I am going to tackle it. Next up The Omen!!!

Been a bad week, been a good week.

First the bad, my zombie story for the 'Bits of the Dead' anthology was rejected (and I have a feeling if I submit again, come the zombie invasion, the editor is going to post a McDonald's sign above my house - of course, that doesn't mean I've been put off from submitting again. LOL! I want to crack this zombie market, its too cool a project). Now the good, or almost good... Morrigan Books are, I quote 'seriously considering' my story 'When the Cloak Falls' for The Age of Blood and Snow anthology. Of course that is by no means an acceptance, or even a hint of one, but at least they didn't change their address, phone number and go into hiding.

Okay, must go now, more Easter Eggs to hunt for...

Novelist on Strike :) Contemplating 500 Words

I'm having a difficult month - that elusive 'brilliant' idea for my next novel is eluding me. Then, during my daily trawl of the net, I stumbled across this...

Novelists Strike Fails To Affect Nation Whatsoever

Ah! That explains it then.

And for the zombie fans out there, check out this site, which has the 26 Best Zombies of all Time.

Apologies for the short blog post. Catherine is currently trapped mid luncheon at the Convention for Martins (yep, without the intergalactic 'a') and her hero 'Martin Neville' is reluctant to ask what the guy with the skinned cat for a wig is eating.

The hills are alive... With the sound of bloggers.

Why have I just clicked send and receive again? For about the fifth time in as many minutes, and I'm a) not expecting any mail, and b) not that popular (except with people who think I need a holiday, new car, viagra, or a loan etc).

One minute I'm in Word staring at the screen, trying to word the next sentence or figuring out where to go with the next paragraph, and the next I'm back on Writers' Dock or on my blog, or my favourite, sending and receiving. Then it's back to the WIP, to re-read the sentence that I've already read twenty times, and then back to the internet.

And as for control of my mouth - I have a nasty tendency of bursting into song (usually something from a musical) as if I was an extra in the musical episode of Buffy and everyone forgot to tell me they'd stopped filming.

Now what was it I was doing - oh yes, Once upon a poisoned apple...