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Getting Edumacated

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I’m a big fan of the Writing Excuses podcast.  It’s definitely a must-listen for any beginner writer out there, and it was also an introduction to me for the writings of Brandon Sanderson.  I’m in an odd position that I find myself a fan of Sanderson without actually reading any of his novels.  I enjoyed his short story in the Armored anthology from JJ Adams, but I feel after listening to him expound on the craft and approaches of writing so much I cna’t help but feel respect for the man.

Anyway, I’m saying this because I had a series of YouTube videos brought to my attention.  They’re a collection of classes Brandon gave to his college class on creative writing.  There’s a fair few hour’s worth of material here for people to listen to, and I already have, and if there’s a way to download them I will for future reference.

To Clutter or not to Clutter?

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I’m a fairly spartan person.  I don’t know if this is natural or not, I mean I ache to buy a toy Warthog (of the HALO variety, not a pig) but I know it will just be something more to dust.

However, I may have been won over by New Crobuzon tube maps!

New Crobuzon tube map from society6.com

The talented people at society6.com have these for sale now, and I’m thinking this just may be a purchase for our new digs.  We’ll see if I can slip it past the missus.

In other news I’ve been a productive little writer.  Four short stories written, edited and submitted in three weeks is not bad, although O realise now it was an attempt by me to avoid working on the novel.  I subconsciously reached a point I knew I had to face I did not have a proper ending for a single book, just a jumper-ending to book 2, which will not help a first time novelist sell an MS.

Rather than be grown up and admit it, however, I of course stuck my head in the sane and wrote some short stories.  Time to get back on that horse, I think.  Wish me luck.

Michael

Think of Your Support Network

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I follow on Twitter several of those motivational writer quote type accounts.  You know the ones, the ‘it’s not the size of the author at the typewriter, but the flavour of the paper’ type sayings.  I’ll be level with you, I’m not 100% certain I got that right, but the sentiment remains.

Anyway, one that continues to crop up is “marry someone you love and who thinks you being a writer is a good idea”, and this is something I agree with from the heart of my bottom.  I couldn’t have got to where I am today, which, as we’re being honest, isn’t exactly measured in light years yet, with the missus.  Not only does she provide the support and back I need to sit down for a quiet hour and bang out some words, but her and my boys are the reason I write.

I’ll never be  captain of industry, the regulations in Australia mean I’ll never be a firefighter, and I’m too honest to be a politician, but I want them to be proud of me, and I want my boys to have an example of ‘if you want something badly enough, and are willing to work hard enough, you can get it.’

I just wanted to say that.

 

Michael

 

PS – of course this post becomes null and void when I can’t get the wife to go to see the Avengers with me because it’s not a romcom.  We’ll just have to settle for The Woman in Black.  I told her it was based The Lady in Red…

Learning My Place

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I’ve made no secret I have something of a man crush on Adam Nevill.  Or rather, on his writing.  Anyone who hasn’t read Banquet for the Damned, Apartment 16 or The Ritual is really doingthemselves a disservice.  His writing is visceral in a way I can only hope o imitate, and if the world is just he will become recognised as one of those writers whom the literati pretend don’t exist because it negates their arguments that genre authors can’t write.

Anyway, he has a new novel coming out next month, and the reviews I’ve read so far say Last Days is one step ahead of his last The Ritual.  If this is true I’m going to be a happy (and scared) reader.  So to warm myself up I went looking for some interviews with Nevill, and as i so often do after reading writers such as him or China Mieville express their thoughts, I come away feeling stupid.  How could I ever hope to emulate such a talented writer, and who am I to presume to even try?

Well I try because I’m too hard headed not to, and I always like it when I think I’m pissing someone, somewhere, off.

Anyway, please share my excitement.  Here’s a portion of the interview with Nevill from the fine people over at Spooky-Reads.com.

You’ve talked elsewhere about the real and perceived threat of physical violence present in society today, in other interviews, the nature of the Anglo Saxon condition. Here in the forest in The Ritual you still have a micro-culture represented, and despite ‘friends’ together, violence propagating. Luke clearly has anger management (amongst other issues) but do you see the violence a product of our times – impatience/instant reaction without thought – or as stemming from deeper cultural/atavistic seat?

A good question, and a big one. Violence is ever present, as is its potential to explode. Its causes are manifold. Its seat is embedded in human nature; we weaned ourselves on the genocide of other primates. Our continuing propensity for violence demotes us, in my opinion, down the hierarchy of the animal kingdom.

I think it’s why my stories stray into anthropomorphism and animism, because it’s a good way of depicting our grotesqueness. And there are so many circumstances that still seem to provoke violence; in fact, wherever more than one person gathers, it’s possible. And when we’re alone, even suicide and self-harm are possible.

We are assaulted for being young, old, attractive, unattractive, for being male or female, for leaving the house at the wrong time, for being black, brown and white; we’re assaulted because we have what someone else wants, we’re assaulted for being strangers, we’re assaulted because someone is frustrated, or angry, or aroused and derives pleasure from our distress, we’re assaulted because we are defenceless, or because Rangers loose to Celtic, or we’re at home when someone wants our laptop … and on and on and on.

How can we ever get to the bottom of this? A significant portion of humanity either has no conscience, or easily suppresses it. Another portion doesn’t think about consequences and seems to commit it out of recreation or a perverse sense of revenge for being disrespected. Yet another believes anything is justifiable in the pursuit of its self-interest. Another significant section was brutalised in childhood. For others it becomes the focus of their territorial and caste culture. Or, it can be a form of status. It goes on and on. The reasons for it are manifold.

Throughout history, the educated and civilised have also thrown their hat into the ring, repeatedly; invested and intellectualised their frustrations into scapegoats, demonised them and slaughtered them on grand scale. The ordinary will become complicit in political murder from behind a desk to maintain their position within a hierarchy. Violence becomes the discourse too easily, is almost legitimised around alcohol. There is a terrible irrational momentum in humanity that seems too easily roused, especially in group dynamics.

I’ve dealt with only a few areas of violence, for instance in Apartment 16 where it is recreational and random and unpredictable in modern Britain where repressed hostility is loosened so quickly by alcohol. A few years ago in a pub near where I live, a man was murdered inside the bar for complaining about another patron smoking a joint; eighteen people were arrested for the killing. We see the stats, but can you imagine the savagery in a supposedly civilised country? Eighteen people destroyed a stranger with their hands and feet. Even in Norway, the show home of the West, a subculture of young people murdered each other, then strangers randomly, and burned churches in the nineties.

From the streets and wars of the first world to genocide in the developing world; humanity is a force of violence. I’m speaking out loud and shouldn’t have to remind anyone of this. After all, tragically, it could probably be argued that human rights are a minority interest for the west. When will we evolve?

I think, increasingly, we also live in pathological times here in the west and that’s what feeds my concepts as a writer: a competitive, time-pressured, having-it-all culture driven by greed, resentment, and the show of me. There is something particularly vulpine and petulant about the violence that comes from it – whether it’s a woman scarring another for life with a champagne flute, or teenagers killing one of their peers who looked in their direction or allegedly said something to someone else etc..

The predictability is tedious. Doesn’t seem to take much provocation these days for someone to lose an eye, or worse. I’ve always thought it was a last resort to be pulled out when your own life was in genuine danger. Apparently not. And I’ll clearly never run out of material because of it. I sometimes wonder why all books aren’t about violence? And yet writing about the horrors of violence is most often seen as trite, or low brow. Well, as a species we are mostly trite and low brow.

Guilty Pleasures

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I have a rule a try to follow.  Well, actually, I have several, such as ‘do not slap the guy ahead of you on the pavement upside the head for walking at a glacial pace’, but the one I’m referring to now is just as hard to keep.  This rule is; I try to read one book I really, really, want to reasd, followed by one I feel I should read.  The decision on what I should read is based on prevailing attitudes in the literary press and recommendations.  I do hold that all writers should read a lot and read widely, however kids and work, plus writing itself, means the amount of time I can actually read is tiny compared to a few years ago.

Which leads to moments of weakness like I’m having now.

I have just finished ‘Descent of Angels’ by Mitch Scanlon, book, um six, I think, in Games Workshop’s Horus Heresy series.  The series is pure IP geekiness, I’ll admit to that.  And the different novels’ quality varies from author to author, from the creative giant Dan Abnett and down.  ‘Descent of Angels’ was one of the better books, and I enjoyed the ride, putting it on the shelf after the last page and picking up my next read, in this case ‘Atonement’ by Ian McEwan.  I’ve found I’m a fan of McEwan’s without actually reading any of his novels, thanks to reading and watching numerous interviews, and have two books of his on my shelves.  Of the two, Atonement has the better reviews, so that one t was….. until I realised the next book in the Heresy series was another by Dan Abnett.

It took me all of 27 seconds to decide that time is short and books are not.

I’m loving the book, bythe way.  Abnett can set the scene of a war within a page.  The man’s a genius.

 

Michael

Welcome to the new site! And a thought on attitude…

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Hi!

How’re you liking the new site?  Is it working for you?  I do hope so.  I’ve been fighting with this thing all weekend and finally got it to a state I’m beginning to be happy with.  Of course, all this tweaking and learning meant my word could hit a problem over the past few days which I need to rectify, but before I bid you adieu and get to it, I thought I would share something.  There’s a note of boasting coming up, so feel free to skip to the end if you like.

I share an internet forum with several other writers, ost are beginners like myself but some published, where we shoot the breeze, blow of steam and other cliched activities.  I won’t tell you the site, because you might take a peak and in my mind it would be like visiting the sausage factory, but looking over the crowing and complaining over submissions sent, rejected and accepted I’ve been told I have the perfect attitude when it comes to submission rejections.  And that is well **** you too!

That makes me sound a tad conceited, but there’s more to it than that.  I seem to be averaging over half of rejections coming back with feedback, which is great!  I love rejections with feedback!  And I look upon those as challenges I have accepted and will eventually win, oh yes, I will win.

Perhaps a psychologist will eventually tell me this is some kind of deep seated desire for love and approval, but until then I’ll keep throwing down the gauntlet to any and all submission calls I come across.

 

Michael