Putting Hitler in the cupboard

OK, now I've fully recovered, write up time - most importantly, Predators is now available, and my short is in there for the world to see. I genuinely forgot that this was coming out, and it was a pleasant surprise to find out when doing my pre-show homework and stopped by the Accent UK blog. It's a gorgeous looking book, so congrats to Colin and Dave for making their books progressively sexier as time goes on.

They even had that lovely new book smell! I stuck my nose in one for a sniff, and quickly realised that it had to become my copy because I'd left a little blob of snot on the edge of the pages. I played it like my usual supercool self though and nobody noticed. However, I did realise when reading it that I'd forgotten to send them an updated Bio, so I should get on that soon.

I met up with a few old faces, and chummed around with some new ones, too. Jon Lock was good enough to let me have a flick through his 'Afterlife, Inc.' file, which looks like jolly good fun and hopefully I'll see it on sale at one of these shows soon. I am currently making the first delicate, tentative steps towards trying to nick one of his artists - with his permission of course. I'm not some sort of artist-stealing slut, you understand.

Refreshed in my mind the need to crack on with my most recent projects - Last night I had a minor revelation of sorts regarding the short for Mike Garley's Dead Roots. So completely did the story take shape in my head that I will be able to bash that out in double quick time, which I shall get onto this week.

Oddly enough, it's another zombie story that deals with loss, grief and emotional anguish. It seems to be a theme I return to again and again. I do so wish I could come up with a cheerful idea one of these days.

I think I am going to become busy again. Hopefully busy enough to forget the quagmire of misery I've been languishing in long enough to get some sodding work done.

Nurfglrr...

Just this minute got back from Birmingham and today's comic show thingy.

I am absolutely shattered. Too tired to write it up yet. I may have lost the ability to think coherent thoughts about four hours ago, so God only knows what I was babbling about when talking to people for the latter part of the day.

Got my copy of Predators from Accent UK - That's four published shorts and counting now. Methinks I shall be getting on with the writings again when my addled brains have properly recovered.

Behaving like a four year old

I have spent today being cheerful for a change, mostly fuelled by my love for goofy looking animals. I have just spent the best part of three hours watching videos of hippos, elephant seals and penguins to name but three as they flop about the place, making the world look untidy.

But the king of all stupid looking animals is easily the manatee. Truly it is the lord of the funny-looking. I can't even look at a picture of one without giggling like an imbecile.

Of slightly lesser entertainment value is its cousin, the dugong, which may be less funny to look at but has the advantage of having a more amusing name. It's a name that is fun to say, and to type.

Dugong.

Duuuuugong.

Try it. It might liven up your day as well.

Clueless

I'm not very knowledgeable about politics, and I'm probably a bit naive about social issues, etc, having lived a relatively snug life in a series of small to medium-sized towns. I guess I'm generally not very aware of what's Really Going On, in title case. But I probably don't need to be to think that the rioting that's been going on has been a bit mental. Scary stuff.

I'm not really equipped to discuss it, and I'm aware of how much of a spazzy blowhard you can sound like if you start talking about things you know little about, especially on the internet. So moving swiftly on...

...not much to report. Still trying to stay away from writing, and succeeding. I think I've needed this. I've gotten so little done these last few months - and it has been eating me up so much - that actually doing nothing on purpose has seemed like a holiday. I shall hopefully be back into it next month with a brain full of new thoughts and ideas, once the show in Birmingham has been and gone.

If it's still coming at all, after this week's ...trouble.