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The Squash Player & The Procrastinator
I’ve still not started the revision of my First Draft and I’m angry at myself for it. There are reasons, of course. There are always reasons. The main one right now is that I have an unusually large...
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Real Life Problems
Something terrible has happened. I was given work to do. The day I decide to begin the edit of my First Draft, I am confronted with an inbox of emails. Work emails. Gone are my 3 hour lunch breaks,...
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Well, I guess this ‘Internet’ thing is here to stay…
Computers. The Internet. Other people. My life would be far calmer without them. So I’m writing this novel and it’s going pretty well, but it’s 2015 and I need an ‘online presence’. Branding....
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Distractions: Cheating On Your Novel
Last night. Bethnal Green. I’m standing on a sorry excuse for a stage in a beer-stained venue. I’ve got an acoustic guitar hanging off my shoulders and I’m trying to remember the words to a bunch of...
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The Edit
They warned me about this and I didn’t listen… I thought Oh, this editing lark will be easy. Like putting together the pieces of a jigsaw. It’ll be straightforward and pleasing. It’ll probably take me...
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Falling In Love With Being Scared
While I’m sitting here writing this post, some asshole with a haircut twenty years younger than his face is chatting inanities about his kids. He’s not talking to me – I burnt that bridge around...
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How I Feel About People Who Discourage Writing
There will be bad language. Emotive subject. When I’m trying to find interesting pieces to read, I’ll search through WordPress’s categories and tags. Often, I find some very inspiring, well-written and...
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Relaxing the Brain Through the Medium of Alcohol & Jack Bauer
The weekend was a write-off (pun 100% intended) due to the volume of booze consumed on Friday night. A bottle of wine? Why not. You’re in on your own, you’ve had a tough week. Put your feet up. Watch a...
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Colloquialisms
Whenever I travel to the good ol’ US of A, there are several moments every day when this happens: Maybe I’m ordering a coffee or hot dog. Something American. ‘All right mate?’ I’ll say. ‘I’m sorry....
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True Lad
Can I get this blog entry in before I leave at 2.30pm? Tonight I am off to Berlin. One of my friends is celebrating a landmark birthday and there are 8 of us tagging along on the trip. 8 men. Lads....
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3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 1
So, The Ugly Duckling’s Life has nominated me for a 3 Day Quote Challenge. I’m not quite sure on blogging ettiquete (I’m new here), but it’s always nice to be thought of, so I’ve decided to take her up...
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3 DAY QUOTE CHALLENGE: DAY 2
If nothing else, I am reliable. I was going to blog about Berlin, but I’ve been preoccupied with editing today. I’m starting to get the jitters. Is this thing actually any good? What’s the point?...
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3 DAY QUOTE CHALLENGE: DAY 3
The end! 3 of 3. London. I’ve been here for over 10 years and yet I’m still not sure I’m cut out for it. It’s going to reach 35 degrees today. My morning commute was filled with angry businessmen and...
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The Rats In The Walls
I originally wrote an entire entry about how much I hate The Libertines, but I deleted it. The only thing worthwhile it yielded was describing Doherty’s pasty skag-bloat as “looking like a condom...
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Science Fiction, Doctor Who & Boxing
Deep breath. Count to ten. Think of nice things. Bunny rabbits. Sunshine. Sian Williams. At 6am this morning I was sat at my computer, furiously hacking away at the novel. The second draft is almost...
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Coffee Machine Friend
So London survived the Tube Strike and normal service has resumed. The trains are once again the everyday cluster fuck of Michael Kors bags and passive aggression. There is no eye contact and we all...
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Deadhead
This weekend, I finally broke. Since January my mind has been living in the fictional world I’ve created. Only I’m no JK Rowling and this isn’t fucking Hogwarts. My main character is a psychotic,...
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What’s Good?: Serge Gainsbourg
In lieu of any fictional writing this week, I thought I’d devote a little more attention to this blog. As I emerge from the mire of my novel, I’ll take a few gasps of clean air and talk about shit that...
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City Fatigue
‘You can make a living, but it’s not living,’ a friend of mine said earlier this week as we discussed our growing disillusionment with London. I used to love it here. The dirty East London bars, the...
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Vermin
The week of abstinence from my novel and its characters finally came to an end. This morning I dragged myself and my bourbon hangover out of bed at 6am and started working on the final third of the...
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