Monday, 29 April 2013

Fast Typer...Or Messy Typer

For once we have a non-Kickstarter centric update and a post that isn't me whining and complaining about how absolutely tired I am. I mean, I am, but that's not the point. The point is I seem to be a fast writer and at this point I'm wondering if it's a good thing or a bad thing. There are a lot of people who say that writing takes a lot of time. There are a lot of people for whom writing DOES seem to take a long time. There can be up to a year between books in a series or longer,

Then you have people who don't take so long. You have people like Stephen King, a man who writes so many books that people assume he must have a ghost writer, although he staunchly denies it and just says he knows how to write. How you write is you putt your butt in your seat and don't leave it until you've written something.

I don't think I write as fast as Stephen King does but I seem to write faster than your average writer. While you can argue that yes, I may have written a book in a week but it doesn't count because it was full of errors, I attribute those errors to my lack of ability. I still needed to have experience to know just how much those things sucked, and then would have the power to change them. The edits themselves, that turned them in to pretty good stories, only took a few hours. A post takes me twenty minutes, tops, to write. An update to Immortal Space takes half an hour to an hour if I have trouble. In the space of about two hours on Saturday I wrote a 2000-ish word story. To make it better there were barely any errors. So far I've only had one grammatical one pointed out to me. Another guy I know who writes is working on a story that's about two or three times as long and he's been working on it for a few days now.

To be honest I actually feel like a bad writer because I write so fast. I assume that because they're written so fast, my stories must be bad. This isn't the case either though because a story I wrote at two AM, in the space of an hour or two, has been seen by 637 people, liked by 107, and disliked by FOUR. That's quite a bloody differential. I just looked again and saw that it had been favourited by 78 people. I need to look at these things more.

If only I could actually use this power to my advantage. I personally think sometimes it's to make up for the fact that I have trouble just sitting and writing. I don't write as often as I'd like, but when I do I get it done quickly and cleanly. I'm not sure what the point of all this is by the way. I'm not bragging or anything, I'm just wondering aloud. Is it good, is it bad? Is it even either of those things? So far it only seems like a bad thing because I don't use it to my advantage. If I did Immortal Space would be done by now, and I'd be the new Stephen King.

One last thing: It turns out there is something worse than waking up after four hours sleep. That would be waking up after four hours sleep ill, and with a splinter in one's foot that interferes with plans to walk in to town. I guess the great weekend I had really is over. 

Sunday, 28 April 2013

I Got This Written Nice And Early

Well it wasn't really as early as I would have liked because I got caught up with other things, but I did get an Immortal Space update written before I really did anything with my day. That way I wouldn't have to write it in the middle of the night. I did have some fun writing this one which is always good and I think it shows in the writing itself. Especially as I turn what was really a very short scene in to a very long update. 

Anyways, enjoy!
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Trent and Geoff were having another training exercise together, similar to the one they had been doing when Lisa had turned up. Geoff was becoming a better shot but Trent would always be better at finding hiding places and sneaking around. As such Trent would almost always win any fight between the two as Geoff would simply be unable to find him. Trent was smart enough to realise that this was supposed to be a training exercise to improve Geoff's ability during a firefight so he would often come out of hiding and attack Geoff head on. Geoff racked up some points but as Trent insisted on a point based system in a time based game, Geoff never had a larger amount of points overall. Instead of getting mad after the fifth or sixth time this happened Geoff opted for a different route and began to use his brain. Instead of looking for Trent he decided that he would wait for him instead. He looked around the ship for a relatively closed off area and found a space where he could keep an eye on the only entrance points. The way he saw it, Trent could only attack him from the corridors on either side of him or the ventilation shaft above him. Geoff sat down, and waited patiently.

His patience was rewarded when a few minutes later a sound caught his ears. It was very faint, and he would have missed it had he not been listening for just such a sound. It was the sound of someone moving and it had come from above and behind him. It was the sound of Trent attempting to sneak up on him. He smirked but kept his head to the ground so his would be assaulter didn't have their suspicions raised. He was getting a little impatient but he was determined to not act too quickly. This was the first time he had ever gotten the drop on Trent and he wasn't about to waste it any time soon. He felt the air shift as something else entered it and he knew then it was the time to strike. He jumped forward, twisting his body, and fired at the first thing he saw. It was indeed Trent, who was half way out of the ventilation shaft and preparing to attack Geoff. Trent let out a dramatic scream as the suit he was wearing alerted him to the fact he had been shot, and then the two of them shared a laugh. Initially Geoff had wanted to use live rounds for their little game of tag and thought that being dead for a while would have been a good forfeit and would have given time for the victor to hide again. Trent admitted it wasn't a bad idea, but wanted to save any and all ammunition they had for the planet.
“Good work kid.” Trent said, crawling out of the shaft entirely and landing on the floor. He pulled Geoff to his feet and dusted him off.
“Thanks.” Geoff replied.
“So, how'd you do it? I've been tagging you all day and now you manage to get the jump on me.”
“Oh it's easy when you know how.” Geoff replied smugly. Trent arched an eyebrow questioningly and Geoff elaborated on how his plan had come together. He explained that when he realised that Trent was always going to get the jump on him he formulated a plan that depended on that happening. Instead of trying to get the jump on Trent he would simply manipulate the situation to his own advantage and wait for Trent to try and get the jump on him. Once that happened it was a simple matter to move out of the way and reverse the situation. It was a well thought out tactical plan and Trent was suitably impressed by it.

“Always knew you were good at thinking things through kid. You're just a little hot headed sometimes. Keep calm and you can plan your way out of anything.” Trent said.
“It can't be any worse than what you do.” Geoff quipped.
“Oh yeah? And what do I do that's so bad?” Trent asked, folding his arms in a manner that failed to be as intimidating as he hoped it would.
“Well for a start you're always getting angry, and then you try and shoot your way out of things. You could learn something from me you know.” Trent snorted at Geoff's response.
“Alright then, what could I have done differently.?” he asked.
“Well you could have tried to change your tactics. I wouldn't have been able to get you if you just tried something different. I was counting on you to do the same thing.” Geoff explained. Trent nodded his approval and then suddenly fired his gun at Geoff's chest. While Geoff had been talking the counter had reset and the game had restarted.
“You aren't the only one who can think tactics kid. Guess you still have some things to learn yourself.” Trent said with a laugh before taking off down the corridor. 

Geoff mentally slapped himself at his mistake as he realised that Trent had been keeping him talking while he waited for the outcome that had just happened. It seemed Trent was right; Geoff wasn't the only one who could take advantage of tactics. Not to mention Trent had several hundred years more worth of craftiness to draw upon. Geoff sighed and began to look for Trent again while he waited for the counter to reset, his mind racing with various plots and plans. 

Saturday, 27 April 2013

Sorry About This

I've had a really, really busy week and it all came to a head yesterday. I woke up at seven in the morning (it might not sound too early to some of you, but it's VERY early for me given how late I go to bed) and I decided to top doing that by doing something slightly more insane. I went to work. It was only for half a day but it was pretty draining. Yesterday dragged and dragged because I got a lot of stuff done because I was awake for so long.

Unfortunately one thing I didn't get done was writing something new for Immortal Space. I don't feel so bad not having an update given the general finality of the last update as we move in to a new chapter, but I will always feel a little bad for not writing an update. I did however get started again on my non-fiction book. I haven't heard from the guy I recorded an audition for but I'll be sure to let you guys know when I hear anything.

I'll try and get an update ready for tomorrow but I make no promises. I've had a tiring week, which followed a tiring week, and next week probably won't be any more relaxing. Even playing video games is tiring me out.

I'm not 100% burned out though, so I know I can still get you guys something, and I'm not about to declare a hiatus or holiday. That would be pretty silly.

Just letting you guys know I'm extremely worn down these days and it's starting to show in my personal, and now even professional, life. To top it all off I think I might go in to work today to make up for the fact I'm not going in tomorrow. All of that despite the fact I went in YESTERDAY. I really do seem to be a glutton for punishment. Wonder where all this drive came from, and why the hay I'm not putting it in to the important projects, like writing.

Friday, 26 April 2013

Taking A Chance

As you guys know (but not in great detail) I've done a few dramatic readings lately, and I have one in the works for someone else when he finishes his story. Yesterday I made a pretty big decision. I'm part of a group on Facebook and someone on there put a post up saying that they were after people to do voices for a radio play based on a story of theirs. This would be a semi professional project.

I went for it.

I read the description of his characters and there was one that was a dead match for me.

"He is down to earth, honest and one hundred percent kind. He can't say no to a favour and will try his best to keep his friends happy, though this usually overworks him and makes other take advantage of his kind nature. He will try his best to get closer and know his friends better and often asks questions to know more about things he may not understand."

I paraphrased the description but that is pretty much me. I even joined the forum they posted the thing on to apply for it. So wish me luck!

Even if I don't get it, it's a pretty big step for me to put myself out there like that. I can't really do different voices so I think sticking to voicing just one character is something I can do just fine. Some guys have suggested that I should consider audiobooks and this would be something pretty good for me to do that.

I was just in a nice little happy place and put myself out there. Let's see what happens when I do.

Thursday, 25 April 2013

That Kickstarter Pitch In Full

Warning; This could get long, as I have to explain some things. So on Monday I decide I'm going to try and do the Kickstarter video again. I actually had a glimmer of hope when I set about doing it. After trying and failing for over half an hour (I have a half hour video of me slowly breaking down...I really do) I called it quits. I decided to use a script because it seemed I just couldn't wing it. When I used a script I did it in one take, as I knew I would, but I had the problem of not looking at the camera. So I went in to it with bullet points memorised that I should talk about, and stared straight at the camera. The result? I'M STILL NOT LOOKING AT THE CAMERA. I genuinely mean it when I say this but I just can't look directly at a camera. I assure you I was looking straight at that little lens, but it didn't work. I only see out of one eye at a time (yes that's a thing) and so it seems that where I think I'm looking, I'm not actually looking, and my other eye has a tendency to wander. Anyway, I decided to use the written script as the new written pitch, and keep the video as it was. I also plan to do a reading of an excerpt from the book, set to the cover art, when it arrives. Enjoy. Please be kind with criticism, I'm not feeling well mentally or physically. I want to get this all done within a month. I have my reasons. Although of course, please do still be honest. I need this to be my best work to date.
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 My name is Mark Noyce and I am an independent writer from the UK.
Author of one book, and soon to be author of a second one. That's what the project is all about. I'm currently working on a book that is set to be released within the next few months, about a month or so after the completion of this project. The goal is set at $2000 dollars and the money will be used to pay for a promotional campaign. This includes the creation of a website, press releases, and a four week campaign including appearances in the newspaper, on the radio, and potentially on TV.

The book is one of two parts really. The first part is dedicated to trials and tribulations that I have been through throughout my life. It's everything that has helped make me who I am, the good and the bad. There might be some bad but underlying all of that is the ever present hope because I'm still here. I'm currently undertaking the largest project of my life and trying to really do something with my life here. Once people are fully acquinted with who I am and why I'm the way I am, I move on to how those experiences helped shape my views of the world.

A lot of the content of the book came from the blog I run, and have been running, for the past two years almost, but there's plenty of new material in there and this isn't just a simple collection of blog posts. I've woven them together to read well and of course, I've added plenty of new stuff.

The rewards, whilst perhaps a little simple, are also worth it. At the lowest level you'll get a copy of the book before it's release. Moving on from that you'll get a copy of my first book, which was quite well received. After that you'll get acknowledgements, moving on to personal hand written thank yous and signed copies of the fabulous cover art. The best rewards though are something special. You'll get the chance to name a character in a book and even become a prominent character yourself in a pirate adventure novel I'm writing that is scheduled for release some time next year. You can either use yourself as a template, or create a character for yourself. There are five of those available making for a total, main, crew of six.

And now, for your reading pleasure, I present to you an excerpt from the book itself.

I realise that it's difficult to read about and become invested in someone you don't even know. This book is mostly a collection of my personal experiences and my personal thoughts and feelings about different things. As such it borders on very difficult for you to really get in to it. It's no good to ask you to read the thoughts of someone you neither know nor care about. At the very least you'll probably find it hard to connect with them and not really allow yourself to see why I am the way I am. So we're going to begin at the very, very beginning. We're going to begin by getting to know all about me. This isn't every personal experience in the book by far, but I think it's going to be enough for you to really know and understand who I am and what makes me tick. This is essentially the first part of the tag line, as this is where you will come to “know the man” and then we can move on to everything else when we're suitably acquainted.
This is something I think you’ll really enjoy and something that will really help you connect with just who I am, and probably even make you feel for me actually. This is a section devoted to me. What makes me who I am; my role models and regrets, my goals, and a few other things for fun. I have a few questions to get us going that I’m hopefully going to be able to answer in a good amount of detail. Consider this some kind of personal interview if you will, where I ask and answer the questions by myself. The questions were actually asked to me on my blog.

Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before?
Not this day particularly, but I have felt like that before. Being stuck in a rut is a harsh reality and not one I particularly enjoyed. To feel like you're stuck on a loop. To feel that every day and every little thing is the same and always will be is a very cycle to break. Writing is one of the things that helped me escape that cycle and while you could argue that it put me in to a different cycle, I think it’s also true that the cycle of writing is a much better one to be in. I began to feel hope and wonder again. I’ve had my low points, sure, but I tried to retain that tiny sliver of hope.


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I'm just gonna go curl up and die now.

A small edit to take in to account DWei's comment: To be honest I'm not entirely sure on the individual split. In the original estimate the guy quoted that the press release and the website were 400 and 500 respectively, but I'm not sure if this changes when you buy a full package. 

Monday, 22 April 2013

I Be (Not Quite Literally) Dead

I am absolutely exhausted. I was supposed to re-re-redo my Kickstarter video, or at least do a redo of the written pitch but I am absolutely dead inside right now. So you can't have that I'm afraid. I'll see what I can do for Thursday. Instead I'm going to regale you with stories of my wild and whacky weekend, which will explain just why I'm so worn out.

It actually began on Thursday. I decided I had had enough of not writing so I wrote a quick flash fiction that had been kicking around in my head for a while. Does it count as flash fiction if you wait to write it? Well anyway I finally started writing again. I posted it here on Saturday, and it's going up on my writing blog in a few weeks. This opened up the floodgates...so to speak. See I've been feeling pretty depressed lately, like nothing I will ever do will be good enough. This Kickstarter stuff has really caused it all to be even more honest. Every time I do a video it's never good enough. Well anyway I decided to write out my feelings and wrote another short story. Sadly it's actually never going to be published because it was fanfiction. But it was the kind of story that might be able to be turned in to not-fanfiction. It was actually really well received too and I've not had one negative comment. It even got a streak of fifty upvotes before someone finally downvoted it. That felt pretty good.

Speaking of fanfiction me and a guy who's on the same fanfiction site as me got to talking about accents. He has literally smoked his away but he was interested in mine because we were both British and there are actually like 19 different accents here. I said I would read one of his stories but I'm no good at character voices. I noticed he had written a poem though so I offered to read that for him. I've read poetry on here and it went quite well. The downside? It's a poem of two characters interacting. At first I decided to use Audacity to change the pitch of my voice until I realised I was going to make them in to videos, and could just use pictures to show who is speaking. In the end I had to undo all my editing, re edit the sound files, and then attach them to videos. I spent most of Friday and Saturday doing that.

To top off my weekend I spent nearly all of Sunday at work. I had to be in at ten instead of one because my boss was running the place on his own. I didn't sleep much either so I was already out of it when I went to work. When I was there my boss asked me, on behalf of a recently out bisexual male employee, if I was interested in fooling around. Once I got over being uncomfortable I began to see it as a bit of a compliment but I wasn't interested. I'm only interested in serious relationships, and I'm not after one right now. I am genuinely comfortably single right now.

So, yeah, that's why I'm utterly exhausted. But apparently not so exhausted that I can't write a stupidly long post. Oh to top it off I may have told my boss I'll go to the gym with him. If I can feel it's worth it. He's going to see if they run a free trial offer. WHY DO I DO THESE THINGS?!

Oh Celestia help me.

Yeah I don't think she's likely to help me.

Sunday, 21 April 2013

Updates, Updates, And Really Just The One Update

I knew I would have felt bad if I didn't update IS today after taking a day off yesterday so even though I was still busy making videos for that friend, I decided to get an update written early on so I knew it would be covered. This week has actually been awesome for me as far as writing goes because I finally started writing again and actually in the course of just the past three days I wrote about 4.5k words, including two full (short) stories. Anyway, here's your IS update.
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Another week passed without much incident and before Geoff and Trent knew it, it was time to leave. The shipment of weapons and armor that Trent had set up arrived a few days ago and he had been giving Geoff a crash course in their usage. They decided to go a little slower than necessary to Lena's homeworld so that they could get in a little more practice. They were still in a hurry to arrive and so plotted a course and speed that would take about two days. Geoff thought it might not have been enough, but Trent reasoned it was better than nothing. Trent had told Lena to stay behind but she wasn't too happy about it. She had protested that she wanted to go, and that it was her home and she wanted to help, but Trent was able to convince her to stay. She had agreed to keep an eye on Lisa for Geoff while he was gone and make sure nothing happened to her. Lisa had teased Geoff a little about that but she appreciated the sentiment nevertheless, and her and Lena had hit it off quite well so they were also happy to be given a reason to spend time together. When Trent felt he had made every preperation he could, he and Geoff prepared to say goodbye and set out on their way.

"I guess this is goodbye." Geoff said as he hugged Lisa. The two of them, along with Lena and Trent, were stood outside of their ship. They had informed Lisa and Lena that they were about to leave and both of them had insisted on coming to say goodbye.
"For now, but you'll be back right?" Lisa replied as she tightened the hug.
"Of course he will." Trent said, patting the two of them on the back. "And so will I." he added as he looked at Lena.
"Remember Trent, that while she can't hunt him down, I CAN and will hunt you down if you don't come back." Lena replied, pointing to Geoff and Lisa as she mentioned them.
"I'm not going to run away you know." Trent said in a rather deadpan manner. He was slightly frightened by what Lena had said, but was in no hurry to show it.
"I never said you would, but if you don't come back I will find out why." Lena replied. Trent took his hands off of Geoff and Lisa, allowing them to break their hug, before moving over to Lena and wrapping her in a hug of his own. She struggled a little at first, as she wasn't keen on public displays of affection, but she relaxed in to it.
"Don't worry about it. I'll come back." Trent said, reassuring her as he stroked her hair.
"You don't know what that place is like Trent. I do. I lived there." Lena replied.
"And you don't know what I'm like." Trent replied.
"Well to be fair," Geoff interjected, casuing everyone to look at him, "you don't really have a very good track record. Every firefight you've been in has ended with you on the ground riddled with holes."
"Yeah but I got back up didn't I? Besides don't you have a similar record?" Trent replied and gave a small chuckle. Geoff chuckled back and after a few seconds Lena and Lisa joined in, letting out all their stress and tension.
"I was serious though." Lena said when the laughter had died down. "I want you to come back, and I know how dangerous that place is."
"I know." Trent replied, giving her another quick hug. "I've been in worse places than that though, and I got out alive. I was surviving wars before I was immortal so I think I know how to survive a few now."
"Alright, alright." Lena replied, slightly exasperated. "Just go already before I change my mind about letting you go in the first place."
"Could you really stop me?" Trent asked. Lena gave a small giggle.
"I could try, but don't tempt me. How about we see how well I can stop you when you get back?" she asked.
"It's a date." Trent said before giving her a quick kiss and heading through the door of the ship. "Come on kid, we got work to do." he shouted back to Geoff. Geoff whispered a quick goodbye and a promise to return in to Lisa's ear before giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and running in to the ship after Trent. Lisa and Lena watched together quietly as a few minutes later their ship rose in to the air, and shot out in to the atmosphere, taking those who mattered to them in to the stars.
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You can tell when I've written something new because the quality of IS improves, even if it's only temporary.

Also I might have to take the day off of blogging today. I'm going to do a full six hour day at work and combined with everything I've done in the past few days, I'm going to be mentally and physically drained. Completely and utterly. 

Saturday, 20 April 2013

Oh Just Finish Me Off

First of all there's no Immortal Space today BUT I do have some writing for you after an explanation as to why there's no IS. I was extremely busy yesterday, and thoroughly depressed for most of the week (to explain why I didn't just do it during the week). On Thursday I found myself writing again but it was the short little flash fiction I wrote about yesterday. That's what I'm going to post here today, a few weeks before it goes up on my other blog. How about that?

As for what I was up to; well I decided to do a reading of a story that a friend wrote and at first I decided to use Audacity to raise the pitch of my voice to differentiate between the characters (I can't really alter my voice much) and it was as I was editing the fourth chapter I realised that I was going to take the sound and turn it in to a video. For that video I would be using pictures of the characters. I could just use pictures of the characters to show who was speaking. At this point I almost began crying and quickly proceeded to undo all my edits, and that was only on the first chapter. I then started work on the video and it took a few hours. I think all in all I spent probably six plus hours recording, editing, re-editing, compiling, and exporting. I am worn out, and so couldn't write anything else. Well anyway, I promised you a flash fiction so here you are.
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The barrel of the gun exploded in a flash of light and a deafening bang as the trigger was pressed down. In the few scant microseconds before the impact of the bullet my thoughts were sent back to a much simpler life. Back to before all of this happened.

 I had wanted to make a difference. I had seen how the others were and I told myself I wouldn't turn out like them; that I would be better than they ever were. I guess I should have known this life would get to me soon, as it had gotten to them. They weren't always so bad. Some of them had even been as naive and full of dreams as I had been at the time. Back before the weight of the world came crashing down on their shoulders and they saw the ugly truth of reality. Back before they learned what they had to do to survive, and that they were willing to do it. The gangs and the mentality didn't matter to me, or so I told myself. I would overcome all of that, and not be suckered in and become like them. They were only interested in the money and had forgotten their roots. I would never forget mine and would never sell out. My soul would remain my own no matter what they offered.

 Next came my first day in court. There had been an armed robbery and I had been involved. I was needed in court and so I had sat and recounted my story to the judge. I took to the stand and swore the sacred oath to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. In the end I stayed true to the oath and said no word of a lie. There was no point in lying about what had happened. So what if there were extenuating circumstances? A crime is a crime and a crime is what happened that day. There was no point in hidiing that. The judge didn't surprise me at all when he gave the guilty verdict.

 Not long after that I found myself here, in this prison. It's not so bad once you get used to it. Sometimes I get in to fights and I get beaten but I don't let these people get to me. Or at least I didn't, right up until things really got heated and the riot started. I couldn't believe the ferocity or the suddenness of it. One second we're all in the yard having some free time and the next there's a fight. I was in that fight. I wasn't the only one however and soon everyone in the yard was fighting. Guards came but it was meaningless. They were no match for that large a swarm of people even with their guns. Some got scared and backed down when the shots were fired but not everyone. Some took it as a sign of aggression, which it was, and it spurred them on. Some people who weren't supposed to have guns found themselves having them.

 People like me.

 I turned to the nearest guy I could see and I pulled the trigger. In that second I knew what it would take to survive, and I knew I could do it if I had to. As the bullet left the gun and went through the guy's head, I knew that I had done it at last. I had become everything I didn't want to be. For the first time since being at the prison, I felt I belonged there.

 Not as a guard though. Not as the guy who busted a gang operation and was responsible for one of their men being sent down. Not as the guy who was sent here by a crooked chief by the boss of said gang. Not as the guy who was subjected to beatings by the guy I ahd imprisoned here, and denied of the weapons necessary to defend myself. Not as the guy who tried to stop a prison riot before it started. Instead I felt like I belonged here as one of the criminals I was charged with guarding.

 As I shot that inmate right there in the prison yard, I felt like I was no better than him.

Friday, 19 April 2013

Can I Still Say That?

This post is inspired by a comment I left on a blog. Because really I can do things like that. I can make a post about anything, and still make it last a long time because it's just something I'm good at. Anyway, the comment was about how writing is an incredibly long process. If you know me then you know I say that I don't really have the patience to do long projects, and I still attest that I don't. If something is going to take more than a few hours for me to do then chances are I'm not going to do it, or even try. Unless it's a video game actually. I won't even watch long movies and even though I watch professional wrestling, I don't dedicate all my attention to it, as I just can't.

Like I said though writing is a very long process. Immortal Space is a project that has lasted over a year, this blog is a project that has lasted nearly two years. My short stories took months (although that was actually just because I had a breakdown or two) and my non-fiction book is taking a while because I don't have the drive to work on it right now. I need to work on it when I'm ready to work on it.

This is another thing about writing. It can take a long time to get good, and really you're always learning and you're always improving. As long as you have good criticism you can learn from. If you know you can do better then you may find yourself waiting until you know you're better in order to do something.

The downside of this? You find yourself not doing much while you try and improve. Yet you must keep writing so you can improve. If I don't feel like writing Immortal Space, or my collection, or my Sparity work then I need to be writing something else. I did actually have a pretty decent idea for a flash fiction, but I'm not too sure it counts as "flash fiction" when I don't start writing it as soon as I get the idea.

See what I mean? I can write about pretty much anything and go really in depth on it. This whole thing was spawned simply by me thinking "can I really say I don't have the patience for this, or that, when I've been writing as long as I have? and will always be writing?"

PS Someone tell me to get to work on my writing. I really need to. Although actually I DID write the flash fiction yesterday. It'll be posted on my secondary blog in a few weeks.

Thursday, 18 April 2013

A Video Podcast. Wait, What?

I recorded another version of the Kickstarter pitch video and because I felt bad not having a podcast two weeks in a row I decided instead to just make an actual video podcast, with the new video itself contained within. I'm quite happy with the results, and I hope you are too.

For some really quite bizarre reason its not letting me embed the video like it would a normal podcast. As such I've had to take to other sources for this instead of making you just go to another website. That pretty much guarantees barely anyone watches it. Although you can find it in it's original home here.

Before the Kickstarter stuff airs there is just a brief update about some of the things in my life such as taking a huge walk and the fact I had a very busy day Monday, which was when it was all recorded. It's odd how I actually do very little work during my rest days of Tuesday and Wednesday it seems. I guess I really am taking them for rest.

Once again, criticism and what have you appreciated. Please do keep in mind though I genuinely have a monotonous voice and there's not much I can do about it.

EDIT: For some reason Photobucket cut the video in half. Not much I can do about it I'm afraid. I'll re-re-upload it later, but I'm also going to post just that section individually on Monday. My apologies for this mix up, and that I was unable to correct it earlier. 

Monday, 15 April 2013

The Front Cover

Well I said I would post it on Saturday and so I'm going to post it. In an effort to incorporate every resource at my disposal for the new book (with how much I've talked about it but not actually released it, you know I'm taking this seriously) I asked Jessica to draw the cover art for me. She's a brilliant artist and is especially good at visually striking pictures. The first idea she had was something that didn't quite sit well with me, and boy did I feel bad telling her that, but I quite liked the second one she made. So our friendship has not been ruined by asking her to do something for me.

Let that be another lesson learned, don't get friends to do things for you when you're doing a big project. She's not much for colours so I think I'm going to have to apply any and all colour to it myself but I don't know how much it really needs. I also need to work out where the hay to put the title of the book, but these things can be worried about in time. I also need to photoshop out the signature for the cover itself (or leave it in) but I can add signed copies of the artwork as a Kickstarter reward which is nice.

Well I've talked about it enough, or at least as much as I can without letting you guys see it, so here it is:
I think all I really need to do is colour in my hair. This is pretty much what I look like when writing. It's the middle of the night, I'm staring at my computer, and living in my own little world. This is a picture of the picture and the plan is for her to mail it me, and then I'll scan it. Since she moved down south it's not like we can just meet up anymore.

Which makes me pretty sad. But when I'm rich and famous I can hire people to drive me around and then I can go see her. I have some ideas for the video too and how to make it work so look forward to that.

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Updates 'Hoy

Yesterday I found myself in rather a good mood, so despite being tired I went and found myself able to write something in Immortal Space. It's another conversation piece so hopefully this week it feels more natural. I'm also realising just how much of this thing has ended up being conversation. I need to drum up some serious action in the editing room.
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"I take it things went well?" Trent asked Geoff as Geoff walked through the door of the ship. Trent was sat on the floor where he had been when Geoff walked out with Lisa.
"Have you been sat there this whole time?" Geoff asked as he sat down opposite him.
"I get bored when you're gone and have nothing better to do." Trent replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Geoff laughed but he stopped when he realised that Trent wasn't laughing along with him.
"Wait, you're serious?" Geoff said. Trent waited a few seconds to let the tension build.
"Of course not!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air for emphasis. "I'm old but I'm not boring dammit. I was looking out the window and I saw you approaching. I was seeing if you'd believe I had actually sat here waiting for you. I got better things to be doing than waiting around for you to get back."
"Such as what?" Geoff asked, mildly taken aback and feeling a little guilty that he might actually have upset Trent. He hadn't, but Trent wasn't about to stop having fun when it was made so easy for him.
"Such as staring out a window despondently and waiting for the time to pass." Trent said with a straight face and as seriously as he possibly could. The effect was ruined a few seconds later when he burst out laughing at the look on Geoff's face. It was a mixture of worry and sadness at the thought that he had left Trent on his own with absolutely nothing to do. Geoff joined in the laughter and soon enough the two of them were smiling at eachother again.
"Really though, how did it go?" Trent asked. Geoff explained what had happened on the date with Lisa. Geoff wasn't sure it counted as a date but Trent was adamant enough that it did that he didn't argue and just went along with it. Trent smiled when Geoff explained how well things had gone and he couldn't see anything that may have gone wrong.
"I'm glad you guys got it all worked out in the end." Trent said as he patted Geoff on the shoulder and pulled him up to his feet.
"Me too, I don't really want to think about what might have happened." Geoff replied.
"Now you just have to make sure you come back." Trent said, a little too ominously for Geoff's tastes.
"Isn't that pretty much a guarantee?" Geoff asked, puzzled.
"What makes you say that?"
"Well it's just a little thing...what was it...oh I remember now, I'm immortal!" Geoff said, raising his voice towards the end and hitting himself in the chest to emphasize his point.
"That's no guarantee that you'll come back. Ain't nothin' in this life that's truly certain. You'll do well to remember that."
"I think you're just overreacting or something. We'll be fine." Geoff said. There was a slight waver in his voice however as what Trent said sank in. He hadn't considered the possibility he might not come back. He hadn't really thought about death at all since finding out it was something he wasn't likely to experience.
"We'll see I guess. You hungry?" Trent asked, giving up and changing the topic of the conversation in the interests of diplomacy. Geoff's stomach gave a small rumble as a response to the question.
"Guess so." Geoff said sheepishly. Him and Lisa had eaten while they were out together but they had stayed out so long his body had decided it was time for him to eat again.
"Come on then, I'll make you up something." Trent said. The two of them walked down the corridor together towards where the kitchen was.
"Say Trent?" Geoff asked as the two of them walked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you really think there's a chance that I might not come back?"
"I just think anything is possible kid."
"Do you really think I could die though?"
"Die? I never said that. I said you might not come back." Trent said, a little confused. He hadn't meant that Geoff might die.
"Wait, what did you mean then?" Geoff asked. He was just as confused as Trent was at this point.
"You never know kid. What might happen there could change you and make you not want to come back. You don't have to die to not come back. There's no telling what's going to happen there." Geoff let out a sigh of relief he wasn't even aware he was holding in.
"You had me worried there." Geoff said.
"You should always be worried." Trent said, causing Geoff to let out a groan of pain and rub his forehead.
"My brain hurts...you're a very confusing guy, you know that?" Geoff said. Trent let out a laugh.
"Years of practice. 'Sides, I like to make people think for themselves, not give them the answers." Geoff could see his point, and that it was a good way to go about things, but he still thought Trent was confusing and should make more sense.

Saturday, 13 April 2013

I Don't Have An Update

I'd like to say I did something productive instead but I probably didn't. I'm almost quite sure I didn't. If you read my post yesterday you know I've not been feeling too good lately with all this pressure and fear of the unknown that's found its way on to my shoulders lately. Hardly a good mood to be writing in. As such it will come as a shock to no one but the people who read the post yesterday that I do indeed not have an update for you today for Immortal Space.

Damn that's a long sentence.

I'll try and get one up for tomorrow and I do have less distractions now so we'll see how I do. I need to put some happy and vibrant music on and go for it or something. In other random news I do now have a sketch by Jessica for the cover of my new book but I'm saving that for Monday.

Because, well, I'm like that. Have a good day folks and whatever it is you get up to, I hope it's something you'll enjoy.
Enjoy a random cat picture.

Friday, 12 April 2013

"You Look Different...Happier."

That was said to me by someone at work yesterday. She's a woman who works there usually when I don't so we rarely run in to eachother. As you know, when you're trying to change you don't really notice it because it's you. If you want a good gauge of how much you've changed then you need to talk to someone who hasn't seen you in a while. To be honest though I don't really feel much different. I actually spent a fair portion of yesterday depressed. It's amazing how much one little comment can really ruin your day.

Don't worry though it's nothing any of you guys said. I'm thankful for the feedback and as you know I want everything to be perfect. I can't really get very enthusiastic though. I'm not good at feigning enthusiasm and happiness. I don't really know how much I have to be happy about lately. To be honest I have not written a damn word this week. I have all this stuff on my shoulders even if I'm not dedicating every waking moment to it consciously. So instead of there not being a double IS update this week there's potentially going to be no update at all. I'm going to try though.

Luna knows I always try.

When you aren't up to doing something though then it's going to come across badly. Last week's IS update was a bit of a letdown to some. The best time for me to write is those times when I'm happy and excitable and I've not really been feeling it lately. There's always those niggling thoughts about everything in the back of my head and it rarely seems like things are going my way, or going to go my way. I always have to do more and more and more and more and more and I just want to say I've done enough. I want what I've done to be enough. But it never is.

I'm not even sure what point I'm trying to get at. I'm just apparently happier on the outside. Even my boss agrees and he knows me as an anti-social walking depression. I smile more, and I'm trying to be more social, but I can't pretend to be something I'm not.

Okay, definitely shutting up this time.

Thursday, 11 April 2013

That Kickstarter Video In Full (Plus Outtakes)

I'm sorry to make pretty much every post ever about my upcoming Kickstarter project but I want to make sure this is all perfect and for that I need feedback and I need people saying either "that's good" or "that's bad". In that vein I don't have a podcast for you this week but I have something that's better and worse at the same time; a video. This is the first take of my video pitch for Kickstarter, as well as a short round of outtakes that whilst not amusing, I kept.

The actual video itself:
I have two problems with it already. Well two things I perceive as problems:
1. I have to sell myself and my work and I've never been very good at that. I did try to talk myself up a bit in the video but it really is something I've never been very good at. I don't know if I did a good enough job here.

2. Emotion. In the end I had to read from a script so I sounded professional and clean, but as we've learned from my podcasting I can't read a script and still pour in emotion. This is a very personal project and a very personal book. You guys are invested in me and you know what I've been through, but I need the average joe to know that too.

So now you've (presumably) seen the video, and you know what I want feedback on, enjoy some outtakes including my cat sat on me. I complain that she jumped off because she was sat there for about a minute before she jumped off just as I pressed record.

Two last little things to note. One is that I initially recorded it when my laptop was on batter power. I thought I would have more than enough power but it turns out I didn't. My computer shut off as I was reading the LAST line. Genuinely I was just about to sign off the video when the computer turned off. The second thing is that I had to lower the brightness of the video because my face is seriously shiny. I'm not kidding.

Monday, 8 April 2013

Almost A Repost

This post is going to be almost a repost from Saturday but with enough differences for anyone who read Saturday to find something new and exciting. Well, something new at least. It's also going to be LOOOOOONNNGGGG. Just a warning. If you read on Saturday then feel free to skip to the second half.

To keep a short story short, I got a call from the publicist on Friday and they informed me of the cost of a four week promotional campaign. This will get me in to newspapers and on to the radio and potentially on the TV. This will also cost me about £1440, or about $2200. Rather than sit in a corner and cry like I normally would, I decided I would start a Kickstarter. I still haven't started one yet, and won't be for a few weeks. I'm waiting for Jessica to finish designing the cover art for me (assuming she doesn't magically get a job which would mean I'll probably never hear from her again...okay now I'm crying in a corner) before I begin. I also want this to go perfectly. I'll get one shot at a Kickstarter. If I fail then it's going to take me over a year to raise this money solo unless I open up a donations page and just sell the stuff I was going to offer as Kickstarter rewards. Well anyway, speaking of those rewards, this is what I decided on and now I'm going to run by you guys. By the way the Kickstarter itself will be for $2000, and I'll be investing the rest out of my own personal money.

$1 minimum pledge
$3 you get an electronic copy of the book before it's released
$5 you get an electronic copy of the book and a thank you on my blog
$8 you get all of the above and an electronic copy of my first book "Tulips And Other Stories"
$15 you get all of the above and, an acknowledgement in the book
$20 you get all of the above as well as a personal thank you from me in an email
$25 you get all of the above and a hand written thank you letter delivered in the post (add five dollars for non-UK users)
$50 you get all of the above and all the fiction I've written, including all original drafts, emailed to you. This is quite a few things and the drafts and early versions are NOT on my blog. Once again add five dollars for the hand written thank you for international users.
$60 you get all of the above and become the main villain in a book I'm writing. There's always someone who wants to be the bad guy.
$100 and you get all of the above (except being the bad guy) and you get to become a member of the crew of Caspian, a pirate hero in a novel I'm writing. You can either use yourself as the base or you can provide me with an entirely original character complete with description, personality, and traits.

I ran the last one by Fang and he said it was a good idea. He lamented that he might be unable to afford it though. I'm going to offer five of those, which provides me with a full crew as well as a good solid quarter of the project done. 

I'm now alerting you guys to things I'm going to do in the future. I may as well admit that I'm running low on ideas. Basically though I'm just looking for further input. Are the rewards good? Are they priced well? Should I just give up and cry? 

Also sorry to bother you some more but this is the written pitch for the Kickstarter and I could also do with some feedback on it as well. This is something else I want to get perfect.

Good morning, afternoon, evening, and possibly good night.

I'm an independent writer who writes a lot in my spare time, and I have a lot of spare time. I spend a lot of my days and weeks running my blog and through that place I've learned that I have quite a knack for writing and I've managed to have a lot of practice at it.

That leads me to this project. My blog is a rather personal place and I've shared an awful lot of my world views as well. I decided to compile what came out as about ninety of over six hundred (I'm very, very busy...or lonely) posts in to a book and tie it all together. The end result is something that is half memoirs and half me stood on a soapbox trying to change the world one word at a time. I'm not sure I can actually change the world but I'd love to give it a shot and that's where you come in.

The book is already in it's manuscript phase and I would like to get it to as many people as possible when it's released which will be a few weeks after the conclusion of this project (if it succeeds, if not then I'll go back to crying in a corner) and for that I need a good promotional campaign Thanks to being an unknown writer who is literally writing out of his bedroom this isn't going to be easy for me. I don't even write on a desk! I want to reintroduce myself in to a world that shunned me for years and show it what I was up to while I was gone. I was away being brilliant once I learned what I was brilliant at.

So let us all come together to show that no matter what the world does to a person they can persevere and make something of themselves. I've battled depression and confidence issues and now I'm about to throw myself in to a full blown four week promotional campaign as that is what the money will pay for. If I can raise more than expected and double my money I can do an eight week campaign and reach even further. Any spare money raised will be put towards as much extra promoting as possible, as well as expenses such as travel, and none will go towards personal purchases. I would also like to pay my friend Gabriel for the excellent cover art. It was done as a favour for a friend but everyone should be paid for their labours. There you go, a free opinion.

Know the man. Know the madness. Know the method.

Now for your viewing pleasure, an extract from the first section of the book. Remember though that this is a rough draft and the finished product may be different:

I realise that it's difficult to read about and become invested in someone you don't even know. This book is mostly a collection of my personal experiences and my personal thoughts and feelings about different things. As such it borders on very difficult for you to really get in to it. It's no good to ask you to read the thoughts of someone you neither know nor care about. At the very least you'll probably find it hard to connect with them and not really allow yourself to see why I am the way I am. So we're going to begin at the very, very beginning. We're going to begin by getting to know all about me. This isn't every personal experience in the book by far, but I think it's going to be enough for you to really know and understand who I am and what makes me tick. This is essentially the first part of the tag line, as this is where you will come to “know the man” and then we can move on to everything else when we're suitably acquainted.

This really is something I think you’ll enjoy and something that will really help you connect with just who I am, and it will probably even make you feel for me actually. I will hold nothing back when dealing with not just the good in my life, but also the bad. This is a section devoted to me. What makes me who I am, my role models and regrets, my goals, and a few other things for fun. I have a few questions to get us going that I’m hopefully going to be able to answer in a good amount of detail. Consider this some kind of personal interview if you will, where I ask and answer the questions by myself. The questions were actually asked to me on my blog.

Why are you, you?
Everything that has ever happened to me, the good and the bad, has influenced me and helped create the person I became today. I believe though that at the end of the day though I made me, me. I created who I am because I allowed the things to influence me. If I had chosen what influenced me differently, what I cared about and didn't care about, I would have ended up differently. You can’t control what happens to you but you can control how you react to it. You can control how you allow it to influence you and change who you are. Never forget who you are and never let anyone compromise your core beliefs and values. They define you as a person and they should be upheld. Stand up for who you are and what you believe in.

Sunday, 7 April 2013

Enjoy The Long Update

I started writing this update and found that I just couldn't stop so it's a little longer than usual but only a little. To be perfectly honest my updates recently have been a little short so this is technically just the right length. Enjoy it! Also I suppose it's good I have a long update after not updating yesterday.
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"What was that thing that Trent shouted at you when we were leaving?" Lisa asked. Her and Geoff had travelled through the town looking for one of the few places that had some nature. They had come across what was certainly the most beautiful piece of nature in the town when they found their way to an oasis. The journey there had been a very quiet one but when they arrived Lisa had started talking and explained that the town had been built around the oasis and it still served as the major water source for the area.
"All's fair in love and war?" Geoff replied, to which Lisa nodded. "It's an old phrase from back in his time. We haven't had a proper war on Earth in centuries so it kind of went out of use after a while. It basically means that anything goes when it comes to love, and when it comes to fighting other people."
"And do you believe that?" Lisa asked.
"I think I prefer the concepts of chivalry and honour myself but I couldn't resist hitting him when he made such an easy target of himself." Geoff explained.
"What about love?"
"I think if you love something enough then you should fight for it yeah, but I do think that you can go too far for your love. Trent learnt that lesson himself."
"What do you mean?"
"Someone once did something very stupid to try and keep him around and it backfired on them as he left them after that. I don't think I would lie for love or anything like that myself. I don't see the point in keeping someone in the dark about something. what about you?"
"What do I think about love?" Lisa asked. Geoff nodded and so Lisa continued. "Well I don't think I've ever really thought about it. I don't think I've ever really been in love before now. I suppose I can see your point but I think if you love someone you can do anything."
"Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should though." Geoff countered.
"I guess so but I'd be pretty disappointed if you of all people didn't take the chance to do something."
"What makes me so special?"
"Oh I don't know, perhaps being just a teensy bit immortal?" Lisa teased.
"Hey Trent is immortal too and he's lived longer. Go hold him up to impossible standards."
"I'm not interested in what Trent will do for love, I'm interested in what you would."
"I would do anything for love, but I wouldn't do that." Geoff replied letting out a gigle.
"Wouldn't do what? What's that even supposed to mean?" Lisa asked, perplexed.
"Don't worry about it. It's a really old song Trent made me listen to." Geoff said and started laughing again. Lisa joined in this time, even though she wasn't quite sure what she was laughing at.
"I think my brain hurts." Lisa said and began rubbing her temples.
"Mine always hurts. I think it's because it's so big." Geoff said, earning another giggle from Lisa. "So why did you ask me out anyway?"
"Well..." Lisa began, adopting a stern expression. "I invited you out here because I felt we needed to talk. About us that is."
"What about us?"
"We kind of had a bit of a falling out about a week ago remember?"
"Oh that? Yeah I've been wondering what you would say or do."
"Well wonder no more as that's the point of this little get together. Well that and I wanted to spend some time with you of course. It's been too long."
"It's only been a week."
"Like I said; too long. Unless you're saying you've not missed me at all." Lisa said and pouted, giving Geoff the puppy dog eyes.
"No I have. I really have. It's just that Trent has been keeping me so busy I've barely had any time to myself and when I do I'm just too tired to think really." Geoff quickly explained. "So what have you decided then?"
"I was getting to that. I just wanted to tease you a bit first." Lisa smirked. "I have decided..." she said before pausing to tease Geoff a little more, "that I will still be here if and when you come back in how many pieces you come back in."
"Oh don't worry about that. I'll regenerate any missing limbs."
"At which point...wait what?" Lisa said when she realised what Geoff had said.
"Yeah I'll regrow limbs. Or I should anyway. Trent did at least. He showed me back on Earth."
"As I was saying;" Lisa said to get off of that topic and back on the topic at hand. She was only just beginning to deal with immortality, she'd probably need another week or two to wrap her head around regeneration. "When you return I'll be here still, and I'll be waiting for you. If you come back to me then I will still be waiting for you when you do."
"You mean that?" Geoff said. It was the answer he had been hoping for, but not the one he expected. He was expecting her to call him a freak of nature and say she never wanted anything to do with him again.
"I mean it Gepff. Like I said the last time I saw you; I love you."
"I love you too Lisa, and I will definitely come back."
"Make sure you do because I'll know you've not died, so I will be driven insane with worry that you don't want me anymore if you don't come back."
"I mean it, I'll come back." Geoff reassured her.
"I know you will. Now let's have something to eat shall we? I don't know about you but I'm starving. I suppose you can't starve to death though can you?" Lisa asked. The two of them set about eating the picnic that Lisa had prepared while Geoff did his best to answer her questions about what he could and couldn't do. His knowledge was limited and if a question came up he didn't know the answer to he told her to ask Trent the next time she saw him.

After a few more hours together it was time for Lisa to go home. Geoff walked her back to the bar she lived in and bid her a goodbye. He would have gone in but he wasn't sure how her dad would treat him and she informed him it was probably for the best he stayed outside. There are few grudges stronger than the one a father holds towards the man who tries to take his little girl away. The two shared a quick kiss goodbye and Geoff headed home to the ship. Trent was probably wondering what had happened between the pair.
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Fun fact: Openoffice says that IS is about 58k words long but when I updated Quabel with the rest of the story I had written offline, Quabel said it was about 60k. I find that a little weird.

Saturday, 6 April 2013

We Interrupt Immortal Space To Bring You This Announcement

Hey guys I'm really sorry to not update Immortal Space for you today (I'll update tomorrow!) but something so important came up that I had to do it today even if barely anyone would see it. Plus the best ideas guy I have following me is Fang and he always reads on Saturdays to see Immortal Space, or learn why it's not up (sorry Fang).

Basically I got the phone call from the publicist yesterday and he informed that publicity campaigns are...expensive to say the least. The cheapest thing they offer is £400 for a press release, going up to £2000, plus VAT (which is 20% I believe) for a full eight week campaign. I want to do this, I really do. So I have decided to start a Kickstarter.

I've not started the project yet, full details on that are coming on Monday, but I am a bit stuck on ideas for what to offer as rewards. For those of you who don't know on Kickstarter you offer people rewards for their money. I've funded two books on there and the reward I chose was of course the book itself. This is where my problem lies: All I can really offer is the book. This is how I see my Kickstarter;

$1 minimum pledge
$3 you get a copy of the book before it's released
$5 you get a copy of the book and a thank you on my blog

$8 you get all of the above and a copy of my first book "Tulips And Other Stories"
$15 you get all of the above and, an acknowledgement in the book
$20 you get all of the above as well as a personal thank you from me in an email
$25 you get all of the above and a hand written thank you letter delivered in the post (and five dollars for non-UK users
$45 you get all of the above and all the fiction I've written, including all original drafts, emailed to you. This is quite a few things and the drafts and early versions are NOT on my blog. Once again add five dollars for the hand written thank you for international users.

I'm also considering offering the chance to become a character in a book which I'll price at 50 dollars.

I feel like I should be offering more. There should be something huge for a really big donation I might be lucky to get, say a $100 bracket. If I'm all for mailing things then maybe I can consider writing out my old stories by hand and sending that in the post.

So that's where you come in. If you have any suggestions for things I can actually offer to people through the Kickstarter then feel free to let me know. I think for the project itself I'm going to ask for a minimum of £1000 which I'm likely to get, which will pay for a press release and a website, and then have stretch goals of up to 2.5k for the full campaign. If you have any ideas then feel free to suggest them.

Jessica thinks I should offer sexual favours. I don't think you can do that through Kickstarter. Although after that she came up with the good idea of adding Tulips as a reward.

Friday, 5 April 2013

"Show Them No Mercy, For They Shall Show You None"

A friend of mine who plays hockey told me that she feels bad whenever she hurts people in hockey, even though she's hurting them before they have a chance to hurt her. At first I was going to say to her that she shouldn't show them any mercy if they weren't going to show her mercy. Then I realised something; that's terrible advice. I began to realise how terrible a phrase that was. I used to agree with it really but I don't anymore.

If you're a compassionate person who no matter what would never inflict vengeance upon another person then you should never compromise who you are for anything, especially not the actions of others. As you may know I am a huge opponent of any form of physical punishment, especially the death sentence. You can't justify killing. If you kill someone because they killed someone, congratulations; you are a murderer. Well done you! Now please report to the electric chair. It's a never ending cycle of death and violence and the only way for someone to stop it is to say "Not me. I won't do that."

We should reduce ourselves to the level of others? We should kill because they kill? That's devolution, not evolution. We should stand tall, proud, and let people know that no matter what they do to us, we shall never be like them.

I hate to bring fiction in to it but look at people like Batman. He never kills, no matter what. One of the points of the Joker is that he does anything and everything in his power to make Batman kill him. To take away the one thing Batman has that makes him different. I'm not saying that I would be able to forgive someone who killed my best friend. Chances are if you did that I would strike you down in a heartbeat, but the point is I shouldn't.

Even if they won't show you mercy, you should show it to them. It is not a weakness, it is a strength.

Thursday, 4 April 2013

Best Laid Plans

I have another podcast for you today and it's a bit shorter than what I regularly do but in my defense I did record it at two in the morning. A short summary of the information contained herein for those who are too busy to listen or just can't for whatever reason:

My nonfiction book is progressing really quite well. I've done over two thirds of it now and it should be ready for release by the end of next week I hope. I want to finish putting it together by the end of this week (a plan that was hampered by Microsoft Office) and spend next week editing it. By "next week" I mean a few days next week. My fiction writing has taken a hit over this project but I don't mind so much.

I'm really going to give it absolutely everything I have with this book. In the podcast I discuss the idea of contacting a publicist and since recording I HAVE contacted a publicist and I'm going to have a chat with them tomorrow actually. I'll be sure to let you know how it goes. I really hope it's not too expensive. I think my limit is going to be about £200. I am no good with publicity so I feel it's best to leave it to the experts.

That's really all the important information you need to know I think. Book should be finished soon, hoping for a successful eight week promotional campaign if I can afford it. Lamenting the high cost of everything.

Also I need to design a bloody cover for the thing or get someone else to do it. In short I really want to go all out this time and get such a large ball rolling so fast that not even Indiana Jones could escape it.



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PS Sorry for having a post length post AND a podcast. Effectively though you either need to read, or listen, you don't need to do both. 

PPS I have an addendum. I stayed up until two in the morning again and was able to finish compiling all the posts in to an ordered document. There is still editing and formatting to be done but the main threshold has been crossed. Expect a release by the end of the month.

Monday, 1 April 2013

When Did I Become An Expert?

Someone came to me recently with a bit of a problem. Well, by came to me, I mean they made a post on a website I belong to. The question was that they were wondering if it was worth making a blog to post their writings on or not and so I came to their aid with my fabulous answers. I find that it's well worth having a blog if you want to be a writer, even if all you do is post your writings on there. As you probably know when you write something it's worth getting feedback and I think having a blog is one very good way of doing that.

Actually this guy was the reason I made my second blog to post stories on. I wouldn't have done it if he hadn't given me the idea. So anyway I told him that it was worth doing it, and if he did it I would help him get his foot in the door so to speak. He made the blog, and I read his story and it's pretty awesome. It's a fantasy story, which is my favourite genre, so I might be a bit biased. I don't think it really means much though. The story is still worth checking out and the guy is a great writer so I don't mind doing this bit of pimping. It feels good to pimp someone else out for a change actually.

Well I think I've talked him up enough; you can find the blog at Left Write and Centre

He spelled it "centre" but I'm British so I spelled it correctly.

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