30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 6

Day 6:  Nothing desperate about the calendars advice today…

When in doubt, add a flying monkey…

  • Target for the day, get to 10000 words
  • Current word count 4127 words

So yes I am still some way behind after the fun and frolics of the weekend but with that distraction out of the way I can get down to some serious writing. I just need to remember the advice of Hemingway and bleed a little…

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The trouble with distractions though is there are still plenty of them about, here’s a list in no particular order of the distractions…

  • The next episode of Star Trek Discovery due tonight
  • Learning to play the F chord with a smooth swap form a D on my guitar
  • The whole of season two of Stranger Things
  • Twitter
  • Clearing out Nuka World on Fallout 4 on my PS4 (a current obsession that has been eating my time despite really wanting to turn it off and write…)
  • Blog posts to write ( not just these but I really need to do the next Lovecraftian instalment.)
  • Sleep
  • 2000 AD to read ( about three weeks behind with these.)
  • Two whole seasons of The Walking Dead on my to watch list
  • Facebook
  • Car Insurance to sort out
  • On Call week at work
  • The new Philip Pullman to read
  • Matter, the I M Banks novel to read
  • Multiple DVD season sets I still have to get round to watching, Arrow season 4, Legends of Tomorrow, Supergirl season 2.

 

Anything but writing in fact and some of those things are actually important… And of course, you have to feel like writing… Except you don’t, To borrow from Anne Tyler.

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Self-discipline is important, and when I find some I will let you know the secret, but my current target is 2000 words a day, every day this week, and to start them before I do anything else on the list. Because to borrow from Philip Pullman, whose new novel will just have to sit on the shelf for a while longer waiting to be read…

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So, this that said I will glue my backside to my desk tonight when I get in from work, put on some music, and write… No, Honestly I will… Really, no distractions just write. Just getting words on the page. Self-disciplined me .. typing away.

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I may just have an hour on Fallout4 first is all…

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Adios for now.

Mark

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30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 5

Day 5:  And today the calendar offers this gem of wisdom… (yes I ain’t sure what it means either, just go with it, 5 days in the brain gets a little odd sometimes…)

The plot bunnies are coming, write for your life…

  • Target for the day, get to 8333 words
  • Current word count 3589 words

So if you’re following this little wander alongside my NaNoWriMo journey, you will probably notice that word count has barely moved. Yes for all my advice yesterday on how to deal with the weekend, I failed utterly to follow any of my own advice… So nothing new there (says anyone who has read any of my writing/self-publishing guide posts over the last year or so, chock full as they are of advice based on my own mistakes.)   Added to this, if your really paying attention you’ll notice this post is late because I normally post these about noonish in the UK. Which is because after a long day of not writing yesterday, and an evening catching up with Lucifer with my girlfriend on the sofa, we drove out to see a wonder of nature in the dales at High Force Waterfall…

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A fracture point where a seam of volcanic rock slips between a layer of sandstone and Limestone, has caused over several hundred thousand years to create this wonder, ain’t nature grand…  The Wifi service is shocking however and there is nowhere to plug in your laptop. Unlike where these update posts have mostly been written, at work in my lunch hour…

So, as a result, I am over 3000 words short of where I should have been yesterday before I even start typing tonight, let alone the 1300 words needed for today. I have however had a good weekend, spent time with my significant other, caught up with the prince of hell’s odd little adventures in LA and seen a really great waterfall, oh and on the way to it passed a mating pair of alpacas, which was odd to see in the Yorkshire Dales. So writing wise it has been a bust, and writing this post is not helping me much getting back on track… So rather than an inspirational quote, today it’s just a painfully honest sign to make and put on the door of your personal writing cave if your NaNoWriMo weekend has gone anything like mine…

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And, one bit of sages advice if you are as far behind as me, I have been further behind and still got across the finish line in the past, and sometimes, no matter what the cynic’s say, its the taking part that matters most…

Good luck to everyone, off now to try and get some serious catching up done with the rest of my evening and hopefully cut into that word court at last.

 

Adios for now.

Mark

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30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 4

Day 4:  And the calendars reflected of the wisdom of the crowd for today is

You’re not stealing Facebook statuses you’re paying homage

  • Target for the day, get to 6667 words
  • Current word count 3432 words

Its the weekend, the time of rest, recuperation, and juggling the hell out of your social life trying to get some words down in a desperate desire not to fall further behind… All the while hoping you’re not going to get called out to work as it’s your on-call weekend…

Okay maybe that last bit is just me, but the weekend experience is one most NaNoWriMo writers hit at some point, and generally if you’re doing this for the first time it comes as a bit of a shock. It’s the weekend, you probably don’t have work, surely its easier to find time to write, right? For some perhaps, this is even true but I suspect a lot of us hit the ‘first-weekend wall’ and suddenly it gets a whole lot harder to find even a couple of hours to hammer out words on the computer.

This is one of the reasons I like to try and get ahead, banking a few hundred words at least to avoid falling behind on a weekend. Loved ones want your time, and are a lot less understanding of that mad hobby of yours, because it doesn’t matter how you think of all this, to them its a hobby… You can just take the advice of William Goldman…

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But be prepared for the kickback from friends and family on that one, and if you’re not spending time doing what you would normally do on a weekend you might have to… There are however other ways. Get your backside out of bed early and write for a couple of hours on a morning. Steal a couple of hours at the end of the day. Or, and I do not recommend this… sleeping tablets and a hot chocolate for your partner around seven o’clock… Or just keep the document open on your computer and find ten minutes here, and a half hour there. All the while doing your best to make time for those you should be, and with luck, they will make time for you to write in return…

Or just get yourself ahead through the week and have a few words in the bank… Which is always my prefered plan (Damn you Goldfrapp…)

In case you haven’t worked it out I am still behind, and Facebook doesn’t have a single status worth stealing… Grrr…

 

Anyway, a happy weekend to everyone, and hopefully you’re all further down the road than I and can take a bit of downtime to keep those sails in the wind…

Adios for now.

Mark

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30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 3

Day 3:  and today’s cheerleading comment in the calendar

Sack your inner editor today

  • Target for the day, get to 5000 words
  • Current word count 2219 words

So, on the plus side after the Goldfrapp incident, I have been able to catch up a little. Unfortunately, nowhere near enough as I am still over a thousand words behind, as I didn’t hit the daily total again. Partly this was down to a rush job at work causing me to stay behind an extra couple of hours, but mainly it was down to something else entirely.  Ironically, given what the calendar told me this morning, this was because I did not ‘sack my inner editor‘ and what should have been a quick read over of what I wrote on day 1 turned into a long editing session while I tried to make it make sense…

This is not to say day 1’s output did not make sense in the first place, just that I got myself lost in editing mode. I should know better… So the advice of the day is apt if nothing else.

In my pitiful defence, I have been in editing mode for a couple of months with ‘A Spider in The Eye...’ and forcing myself into first draft mode is proving difficult. First drafts are a different skill set and a wild indulgent ride when it works well, akin to throwing your sails to the wind and letting the current and the salty air take you where they will. First drafts are uncharted territories, and if you start taking soundings you may avoid the rocks but it doesn’t half slow the progress…

So at this point, I think we need to take solace in the words of Ben Arment’s pointed response to Hemmingway’s… “The first draft of everything is shit…’

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Stop editing yourself into the ground and write… As I need to tell myself when I sit down to get some words on the page today. Don’t worry about the quality, that’s what editing is for… Or as Nanowrimo like to call it, December…

 

As ever good luck to all of those on this journey, and keep those sails to the wind…

Adios for now.

Mark

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30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 2

Day 2.  on my NaNoWriMo calendar this year…

What were we thinking?

  • Target for the day, get to 3333 words
  • Current word count 879 words

One day down, twenty-nine to go, and in my personal journey I am already behind. This is not the way it is supposed to go, the first day (for me at least) is generally the easiest of the lot, and a wave of enthusiasm takes me past the first wordcount and banks a few hundred words for less enthusiastic days… yet I did not even get myself past a thousand…

In my feeble defence, however, I expected this to happen because…

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The best-laid Nanowrimo plans of mice and men mean nothing when their girlfriend is a Goldfrapp fan and you have tickets for a gig on the 1st of November…

So I am behind, I am probably not the only one, and ‘The Goldfrapp Problem…‘ is not a unique experience, unlike a Goldfrapp concert which definitely is…  But, as I reminded myself this morning, ‘I do not live to write, I write to live…’ which no writer ever said, but you would have thought one of them would have done so. Typically even the search for helpful quotes has let me down this morning… However, for everyone out there trying Nanowrimo for the first time, it is important to remember that life should not stop just because you’re trying to hit the magic 50000. Every writer writes from experience to one degree or another. Even if you’re writing about a zombie lawyer and his bestial partner trying to track down ‘The Elf-Kings Thingy...’ You still draw from real life. So it’s important to go out and experience it… Even in November writing month…

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So if you did miss your first-day target like me because of something beyond your control (or just going to a gig with your girlfriend.) take heart with the wisdom of Douglas…

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That whooshing sound, that was life, and you have to remember to live it… And there is always time to catch up tomorrow…

As before good luck to all of those on this journey…and adios for now ( I still have my own writing to do and an extra 500 words or so to catch up on…)

Mark

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30 Days of NaNoWriMo: Day 1

Day 1. on my NaNoWriMo calendar this year…

‘Say goodbye to your sanity’

Target for the day, get to 1667 words

Time to get going, dig out the notes you made if you’re a plotter. If your more a fly by the seat of yer pants just start typing… If you’re a night owl like me, you could have waited while the stroke of midnight on the 31st. Ate the last of the Halloween candy, and rode the sugar high into the wee hours typing away…

I know some people struggle with the first day.  Struggle with that first line… The first word… That inescapable desire to procrastinate just a few moments longer… The write a blog post rather than start writing the NaNoWriMo novel just to put it off a little longer… But with luck, you will just leap in there, besides, do you really expect anyone to believe you have not written that first line in your head a few dozen times already. The first day is hard, but also should be easy. After all, you have the bare bones at the very least of what you are going to write, your working titles been on the board for a few days at least. You’re scared, even if you’re not going to admit it, even to yourself, your a little scared… But take solace in the words of the great sage…

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So revel in that little bit of fear in the pit of your stomach, your on a journey and the first steps are ahead of you. Take a breath, fetch a coffee form the kitchen, put on some music, block out the world for a moment, close your eyes and breath… Just breath… Then remember the words of L’Amour…

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Take one last deep breath and type…

 

So good luck to all of those on this journey…and adios for now ( I have my own writing to do…)

Mark

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Everything Must Go…

Both my novels are on Kindle 99p/99c sale this week. Which I set up some weeks ago, forgot about, got caught unawares and should have mentioned before. Nothing like a badly planned promotional sale…

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However, that said, please take the opportunity to buy one or both the novels on Kindle if your remotely interested 🙂 It would make Errol the bookcase dragon very happy…

I’m not going to go on about them on this post because I mention them often enough and they each have their own page on the blog you can get to form the links above. I don’t often put them on a promotional sale, but if your interested get them while they are cheap.

You can read sample chapters of both novels here:

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The Hound: The Complete Lovecraft #36

From one of the crumbling gravestones–dated 1747–I chipped a small piece to carry away. It lies before me as I write–and ought to suggest some sort of horror story. I must place it beneath my pillow as I sleep…

Just on the off chance, you had any doubts whether Old tentacle hugger was a bit on the odd side, the above quote is not from one of his stories. It is instead drawn from a letter Lovecraft sent to his friend Rheinhart Kleiner, after a visit to a Flatbush Reformed Church in Brooklyn NY, which seemed to be mostly spent looking at the gravestones there. This was in 1922, a few weeks before he wrote ‘The Hound’ a story which centres around a bit of gentle grave robbery by two young English men and the horrifying events that their odd passions set in motion. So unless your of a school of thought that believes sleeping on stolen bits of gravestones is normal behaviour, a phrase with the words ‘mad frogs as a box of‘ arranged in a slightly different order springs to mind, Lovecraft’s source of inspiration was a tad odd. If you do think his behaviour was normal then we should probably worry about you, or possibly you just wear a lot of black clothing, listen to ‘The Sisters of Mercy‘ and are into the whole ‘dark’ aesthetic…

Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing this corrosion to me
Hey now, hey now now, sing

Now, to be clear, I personally wear a lot of black. I grew up on the late 80’s alternative music, dimly lit clubs, lots of hairspray and dark eyeshadow. ‘Floodland’ currently resides in my cars stereo, after I swapped it out for ‘Nymphamine’, so I ain’t judging anyone here… Not even old tentacle hugger himself. That said, I can’t remember ever stealing bits of gravestones to sleep on myself, no matter how much I was searching for inspiration… Lovecraft, however, did and despite that rather eccentric (or just plain creepy) inspiration, ‘The Hound’ is both one of his more idiosyncratic 1920’s tales while also being one that could very easily be set in modern times.

Here then is the thing, the narrator (just for a change he never gives his name), and his best friend, confidant and fellow despoiler ‘St’ John are remarkably easy to relate to for all their strange infatuations. Unlike many of Lovecraft’s characters which seem so firmly rooted in 1920 East Coast middle-class American angst, these two have a far more modern angst about them. They are in love with, or at least fascinated by, the arcane, the mystical and most of all death. Not for these things themselves, you should note, but for the aesthetic of them, in short, for the look of the thing. If Lovecraft were writing this tale now the sub-culture to which they aspire should be obvious. Because, well…

‘And the devil in black dress watches over’
‘My guardian angel walks away’
‘Life is short and love is always over in the morning’
‘Black wind come carry me far away….’

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The pair have built there own… Ahem… ‘Temple of Love’ for the aesthetics of the night, the dark places, of death and the arcane… in the cellar of an old manor house out on some deserted stretch of moorland. In it, they keep relics and other things they collect. All collected themselves, but only provided the aesthetics were right at the time. If the moon was the right kind of luminous yellow on an autumn night, if the storm clouds were the right kind of ominous, the left hand of a murderer was the left hand of a murderer buried in an unmarked grave at a crossroads, and not just some random left handed murder buried with grace…

Yes, in case you have not guessed where I am going with this. St John and his friend are Goths… Or at least the archetype portrait of goths that we are used to seeing in popular culture. I will just say this before I go any further, however, real goths are happy, well-adjusted people, they laugh at cats on the internet, dance with joyous abandon, and while they may have skull candle holders, ashtrays shaped like bats and love Tim Burton movies, they would happily invite you to take part in their ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’ singalongs. While the aesthetics of wearing black lace veils in a churchyard, looking moody in the twilight and pretending to avoid direct sunlight, may appeal to them, they don’t as a rule go around despoiling graves. They are far more likely to want to go round the pub, sit around, and have a bit of a laugh with their friends. We are a happy people and have the best Halloween parties…

Love became the in theme then
Opposing fakers thrice by ten
Don’t perceive his empty plea
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But back to ‘The Hound’…Everything is going well for St John and his friend until they chose to despoil the wrong grave, in a small cemetery in a Dutch Reform church in Holland. For this is where the pair, having followed clues from an old text, take possession of a strange amulet with a stranger inscription. An inscription they learn after some research is mentioned by a certain mad Arab in a certain infamous book. Indeed, it is the first time this particular tomb is mentioned in Lovecraft’s stories, though not the first time the Mad Arab makes a guest appearance. You would have thought that the amulet been referenced in the ‘Necronomicon’ would be enough of a warning not to play fast an loose with it. Or at least to put the damn thing back where it came from and go join a monastery… But no, our two proto Goths instead put it on a shelf in their basement shine, and light a candle beneath it, because it seemed like a good idea to draw attention to there new possession…

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From there on in this is predictable fare… A slow descent into fear and madness as strange occurrences begin. Fingers scraping on doors, strange sounds in the night, the howls of some monstrous beastie that seems to follow them. ‘The Hound’ hunting the pair and seeking retribution. St John is eaten alive by the beast, and the narrator endeavours to return the amulet. Guess how well that goes…

Lovecraft was not overly fond of this tale. Indeed he was openly disparaging of it, dismissing it as “a dead dog” and “a piece of junk”. I don’t altogether share his opinion. Sure it has some very obvious tropes. You know where it is going long before it gets there, and it lacks his normal slow brooding build up. There is very little that stands out about it, apart from it been a tale ahead of itself in many ways. As I said, it would be an easy tale to set now with, for all it’s slight ‘Gothexplotationess’ which isn’t a word but should be… But personally, I have always had a certain affection for ‘the Hound’ it is actually one of his more readable stories for anyone who has never read Lovecraft. It is less Lovecrafty that most, but that is not always a bad thing. That said it still only gets four tentacles, eyeshadow black tentacles with opaque contact lenses, but four all the same.

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If only St John and his friend had chilled out The Cults, ‘Love’ Album for a while rather than dug up the amulet all would have been well…

The fire in your eyes, Keeps me alive
And the fire in your eyes, Keeps me alive
I’m sure in her you’ll find, The sanctuary
I’m sure in her you’ll find, The sanctuary….

Further Lovecraftian witterings 

(Normal service, without random Goth song lyrics will resume next time. And bonus points for anyone who knows them all, as at least one of them is reasonably obscure…)

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To Plot Or Not To Plot? That Is The NaNoWriMo Question…

With #NaNoWriMo2017 about a week away. The oldest of questions has reared its ugly head at my writing desk… To plot or not to plot..? Whether you attempting NaNoWriMo for the first time or the eighteenth time you’re probably contemplating this fundamental question. Though if your one of the original 21 people who took part in the first NaNoWriMo way back in 1999 you’ve probably have figured out your own approach by now. If however, you’re a NaNoWriMo virgin, then it’s a safe bet you’re wondering what the best approach is… So this post is for you…

If you have never heard of NaNoWriMo, you can find out what I am talking about here at an earlier post on the subject… It has calendars and all sorts…

There are two main approaches people take to NaNoWriMo, the plotters approach, and the ‘fly by the seat of your pants‘ approach, and to be clear from the start, there is nothing wrong with either of them. They both have advantages and disadvantages, and most people probably end up falling somewhere between the two. At the end of the day, you should take the approach you feel will suit you best, and ignore any advice to the contrary, but it helps to know the options. So in the somewhat vainglorious hope that it may be helpful to someone, here is a brief summing up of the approaches…

 

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Pantser’s And Pantsing…

Flying by the seat of your pants‘ should require little explanation, but everyone loves a helpful definition… The phase technically means to decide a course of action as you go along, using your own initiative and perceptions rather than a predetermined plan… or to pilot an aircraft without all those irritating navigation aids and other clutter in the cockpit. In terms of NaNoWriMo when someone is referred to as a ‘Pantser’ it is someone who just sits in front of the keyboard and starts to write. Just throwing everything down in the hope of building up- momentum and just keeping going. Pantsers embrace their imagination and intuition in full and just run with them. Which is you can pull it off is a neat trick.

Upside to Pantsing:

  • Lack of self-imposed constraints.
  • Freedom to roam where the story takes you.
  • The wild abandon of creation…

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Downside to Pantsing:

  • Running out of steam.
  • Writing yourself into a hole.
  • Lack of cohesion.

Plotting like Machiavelli…

There are many ways to plot a novel NaNoWriMo, and many degrees of plotting. The whole idea of which is to construct a framework in which to write. These can be as details or not as you wish. Brain maps and post-it note plot walls, as well as plot grids (often referred to as the J.K style these days), are all popular. Some claim they are essential to guide you when you write, particularly with NaNoWriMo as you can build them to give structure to your writing and keep you focused on the overall plot, which helps you to avoid wrong turns and dead ends…

Upside to Plotting:

  • If you know where you’re going its easier to follow the path.
  • Avoids wrong turns and lack of cohesion.
  • Keeps you going as you know whats ahead.

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Downside to Plotting:

  • The constraints of your plot path can seem binding.
  • Hampers wild creation.
  • Knowing where you’re going can make the journey more of a bind.

The Minimalist Approach…

As you’re not actually writing there is nothing at all wrong with plotting everything, it’s not cheating in any way; indeed there is a lot of encouragement to do so. There is some conjecture that Plotters are more likely to be successful than Pantsers, there is, however, no actual documented proof of this. No study I am aware of at any rate. It is, however, the route most people encourage you to go down. Some preparations before you sit down on November the first to write your first words are advisable at any rate. Even if it is just a title (which you need to register anyway), the names of the main characters and a vague direction of travel. Otherwise, the blank page will just stare at your for a while, but how much plotting do you actually need?

Well, you don’t need any, as the dedicated ‘Pantser’ inside me will tell you. I have always written with only a minimal amount of plotting. I find forcing characters to follow a plot is a bit like herding cats. Yet that’s a lie to an extent. I plot as well as any plotter. I just aim for a fluid approach to plotting. I like to plot a few chapters ahead, and the further ahead, the more grey in the plot, but I stick to broad strokes rather than tie myself down. The vast majority of the story takes shape as I write, and as ideas occur to me. I keep a notepad open and scrawl in notes as I go when something occurs to me, normally when a character says or thinks something unexpected. The plot evolves ahead of the story, and I have a vague idea where it is going, though I can’t swear its where it will end up, as I write the notepad will grow, generally experientially. I may write my 1330 words on the 1st, but by the end of that, I will have five more plot points on my list. By the end of the second day, it will be eleven or twelve. Plots, like characters, evolve organically, and like any organism, they can start to do what you least expected at the start, which is why I like to write that way.

This is my style, I don’t recommend it as such, it is just what works for me, in particular when I am working within the confines of NaNoWriMo, because I find it better not to worry about where I am going, and just to steam ahead. However, it may help people new to NaNoWriMo to have a glimpse of my own plottings. Also, I intend to blog along as I write this year, with a short post each day on my NaNoWriMo experience. I suspect the blog-a-day will fall down occasionally, as the NaNoWriMo writing will take precedence but we will see how that goes. So having a glimpse of the planning makes sense as well, with that in mind…

The Elf-Kings Thingy…

This is my working title, mainly because I haven’t really figured out what the ‘Thingy’ is, just that it is missing, and the hunt for it is one of the main plot threads. So far I have a few brief character sketches (and here I am cheating slightly because they are characters from my ‘scrap ends’ which I am going to use as the basis for the novel), This is also nothing like anything I normally write, which is why I chose it. This way I get a break from my usual fiction and the sequel to Passing Place and the First Hannibal novel can take a back seat for a while. After all, this is supposed to be purely for fun (which is the best excuse in the world if it turns out to be a load of codswallop…) What I end up with will be whatever it turns out to be.

Brief Characters Sketches…

Mr Spleen, a practical lawyer (thug), technically a zombie, dusty, very dry sense of humour, some would say arid, very English. Viciousness hid behind polite apologies with no weight behind them ‘I’m sorry but I need to remove your tongue…’

de’Manfess, Mr Spleens partner, (another thug) not human, (not sure what he is, werewolf, demon, beast…)   rhymes everything, badly, as a rule, vicious with no apology, kept in check by Mr Spleen… Think Lord Byron on cocaine…

The Elf-king, every bad, mad king ever. Hern the huntsman with a bit of Joffrey thrown in. Ruling a court of lackwits and lackeys… Unthinking tantrums reminiscent of a two-year-old commonplace…

The girl, A girl from the real world who by accident or someones else design ended up ‘borrowing’ the Elf Kings thingy. Nieve, and in wonderment of the world…

The Queen, ice cold to the Kings hot-bloodedness. Calculating, never contrite. Despises the King for his weaknesses, but is crueller in that she thinks about what she is doing and does it anyway…

Chapter Briefs, with plot pointers…

Chapter 1.  introduce de’Manfess and Mr Spleen, Practical Lawyers, Start with de’Manfess, and Spleens general disparaging, end with a phone call…

Chapter 2.  Earlier, The king’s court, a lowly courtier trying to explain that the ‘thingy’ has been ‘stolen’ to the king. The king’s wrath. Calling in the ‘practical’ lawyers

Chapter 3. The girl, recalling a dream, where she went to a strange place, hints at being called there. Then discovers strange object on her bedside table. The dream was not a dream, she has the thingy, in the mortal realm.

Chapter 4. Planning to cross into the mortal realm the lawyers are ‘accosted by the queen’s guard and brought before her. She insists they bring the Thingy to her not the king…

Chapter 5. The girl goes to school, with the thingy in her bag, strange occurrences, hears voices, sees odd doors, doors form her dream, meets a cat, who is not a cat (esqwith?)

Chapter 6. some more stuff happens here…

In summary

Okay, you get the idea, so far it is far from original, but then again there are only so many stories, what makes something truly original for me is the magic that happens when you start to write. That will happen no matter how much you plot, or if you just fly by the seat of your pants. By the time I get to November the 1st, the plotting will be further along and so will the character sketches, but not much further. Perhaps I will know what the ‘Thingy’ is, beyond just a slightly odd piece of innuendo…

To everyone reading this who has decided to give NaNoWriMo a go, best of luck. You will hopefully be able to follow my progress via my blog, at least until I have no time to write the blog because I have fallen behind with my word count.  You can also track my progress on the NaNoWriMo site at https://nanowrimo.org/participants/mark-hayes you can if your doing it yourself even be a writing buddy if you are mad enough…

Speaking of calendars, as I did very briefly much earlier in the post. Here is my favourite one, which I did not use on that original post earlier this month…

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Much more NaNoWriMo to come obviously but until then adios…

Mark

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What The Moon Brings: The Complete Lovecraft #36

ales …the spectral summer when the moon shone down on the old garden where I wandered; the spectral summer of narcotic flowers and humid seas of foliage that bring wild and many-coloured dreams…

Lovecraft at his best is a master of lurid weird description and verbose excess, sometimes he does this to such an extent you can read a whole story and find yourself wondering what the hell it was all about. This is also the reason we go back to Lovecraft so often and reread the tales. It is also the reason that sometimes mere fragments of a tale appear in his cannon of stories, as with the unfinished ‘Azathoth‘. Most of these fragments of tales were never published in his lifetime but appeared posthumously when apatite for his stories caused those who managed his estate to dig through the equivalent of his old hard drives. It’s not always the case. However, some of these short fragment tales were published before his death. ‘What the Moon Brings‘  being a case in point, at least that is a view taken by many. Personally, I think it is a tale complete within itself. Short though it may be. To call it a fragment somewhat belittles it…

Of the dream cycle tales, it is among my favourites. If not actually my favourite. Which may well be down to my general dislike of the longer pure dream tales. I am not counting tales like ‘The Cats Of Ulthar’ here, but the pure dream tales rather than those that get lumped in with them.

Also like many of the shorter tales, there is something to be said for listening to them. While never written specifically for the spoken word, there is something in the way Lovecraft writes that lends itself to this form. If you can find the right voice to do the reading, hence the Youtube below with the wonderful Nick Gisburne reading the tale… Which is more than worth a listen if you have a few minutes to spare, in the dark, or with your eyes closed, just feeling the words…

 

 

You may notice I have told you little about this tale from old tentacle huggers. Which is because there are only so many times you can say, ‘Its based upon a dream Lovecraft had...’ or, ‘For a teetotaller, the bard of Providence didn’t half have some odd dreams…‘ or even ‘ Old Tentacle huggers been on the night nurse again…‘.  Occasionally you just have to go with it. So read it, or listen to it, indulge yourself for a few minutes in verbose descriptions and a strange ride through the subconscious of that lamentable genius Old tentacle hugger and his desire to be eaten by sea worms… Draw your own conclusions from that.

As for a score, as I said this is a favourite, short though it is, this is what a dream sequence should be like, so its five slithering tentacles reaching up from the seafloor from me…

5out 6

Further Lovecraftian witterings 

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