Cunning Plan

Hello readers.

I appear to have lost my fear of deadlines. Also, my will to write. I think it’s stressing about all the things I’m not doing but should be, mostly finding more work in Barcelona, and finding a job in Japan.

Deadlines are good. They usually make me work really hard so I get it done, if it’s only 20 hours until that deadline passes.

baldrickSo, here’s the plan. I’ve got about a week left at home, and then I’m back to Barcelona. So for the next two weeks, I don’t have to write, and I won’t be posting anything here. That’s right. But I will post something by October the 4th.

Several reasons. Maybe I’ll fear a bigger, more distant deadline more than I currently fear little ones that keep passing when I’m busy or away. Maybe I’ll write a whole load of stuff during the next two weeks, free from the pressure of deadlines, and then I’ll be able to upload little bits each week and keep ahead of the game.

Oh, and while I’m here, I’ll let you know I’m considering doing this year’s NaNoWriMo. NaNoWriMo stands for interNAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth (it was originally just National, but they liked the letters), where people write 50,000 words in the month of November. If you’re interested in more info, go here.

This will be my third attempt at this, November never being my best month for writing anyway. Also, on both previous occasions, I’ve used NaNoWriMo to help me kickstart some novel ideas I’ve already had. This time, I will do it by fully abiding to the rules of the game, and as such, the work I produce will probably be a whole load of junk. Still, it’s writing, and I need to write more.

Bye now for two weeks, keep well in my absence.

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Gravediggers

Woo new poem!

This one’s been knocking about since near the start of the holidays, when I decided it would be a good idea to get drunk and see if any poems appeared.

comedy tragedy masks

As you know if you’ve been reading this for a bit, I sometimes try my hand at stand-up comedy, as a Nose Flautist (if you don’t know, don’t ask). And for a while, I’ve been trying to write a poem about the experience of stand up. And it’s not easy. Still, I got a good start that drunken night (I should try that experiment again) and just today I’ve fixed most of the problems. I’m quite proud of it, which is nice, as it’s been a while since I’ve been proud of something I’ve produced. That said, it’s still a little obtuse, and I’m not sure if comics corpse. Actors do. I think comics do. Either way, here it is:

Gravediggers

He died on stage – corpsed.
The audience buried him,
then a short, uneasy mourning
at his passing. Next up.

Let’s say a few words.
He knew it back to front
but every night they’re different,
So smile, rush in and engage,

And to pause… for a laugh,
to let his torrent glide down
into an unrelenting silence.
For what? Hope of a response.

And for what? That is the question,
It’s not to be or not, it’s Yorick,
the “comic” stopper in an otherwise
tragic tale. Gravediggers indeed.

Thrill-seeking, I suppose.
“So brave”, they say, “I could
never.” Which is why they don’t,
and he did. And it’s in that pause,

that long old drawn out
hold-your-breath-and-wait pause,
risking everything and yet
precisely nothing, that pause –

for effect – that he lived.

Tennant_and_Tchaikowsky_as_Hamlet_and_Yorick
Only half appropriate, but woo, David Tennant!

Links

The new regime has hit some early obstacles.

I’ve been away from home. Nothing new there, as in the last month, I’ve been to the Cotswolds, London, the Cotswolds again, Eccleshall, Leeds, Edinburgh, Eccleshall again, Manchester and now I’m off to London again.

I’ve also been sick. Not the trapped in bed unable to move sick, but the grumpy, fed up with things (especially my parents) kind of sick.

And then, to top it off, my computer overheats (yes! Overheats! In THIS weather?), so it’s off getting repaired. This edition is being brought to you by the Letter O, for Office Computer, that my father usually gets cross with me for using. There is a Farming Program open called Gatekeeper, and there is information about Winter Beans on the Hillwicket Field, not to mention Potatoes Early and Potatoes Maincrop. I shall try not to mess with them.

So this post is all about the Links on the sidebar on the right. The “If you like this…” section of the blog that I’ve recently posted.

I’ll start with Lomo y Queso. This is Spanish for Pork and Cheese, and is dead tasty in a baguette, eaten in Barcelona. It’s a blog posted by my flatmates in Barcelona, and sometimes I feature for a sentence or two. If you’ve not heard from me for several weeks, check there for the report on my funeral after the freak yachting accident. My flatmates are an English husband, a Chicagoan wife and their adorable 3 and a half year old daughter, Lily. They often post amazing Youtube videos where I feature for a second or two.

Second up is Mr Brown, a blog that has only just started but is sure to take off soon (nudge, nudge, Steve). Steve is a muser, a storyteller, and an excellent photographer, and his photos often tell stories that he can muse about, so that all links in pretty nicely. I’m sure if you all pop over and have a look, he’ll be encouraged to keep up the good work.

Angelic Dynamo, eh? What’s that when it’s at home? Why, it’s a Poetic Democracy! 3 poems by amateur poems go up each week, often with a similar theme, and we the readers get to choose which one makes it to the edition. Fun, although sometimes frustrating when the bad poet gets all his friends to vote for him. Like the Le Pen of poetry. Political commentary for you there. I’ve posted one poem there, once, and it didn’t win. I will post some more soon, so watch that space and this for notification of this.

Finally, there’s Ten Bandits. Not actually ten, but the work of one comic book artist, who up until very recently was posting a new comic book sketch every day. He has an excellent archive of pictures, and often takes requests, so give him a look up if art is your thing. Or superheroes. Or both.

There will be more links to come soon, when I get my computer back.

Hopefully, I’ll see you soon, but I might be away in London ’til Sunday afternoon, so don’t expect my next post ’til Monday.