Well I’ve been here and there. Moved south to LA. Did NaNoWriMo and actually finished it. Had about 60,000 words at the end of November. Finished it off at about 70,000 words. I was pretty happy with that. I may come back and edit and rewrite as it’s a large amount of crap but there are, I think, some good ideas in there. Something that may actually make a novel.
So, just a post to say that I’m still alive.
Since work is very very very boring at the moment I ran out of options and excuses and opened up my writing. It’s really surprising how much I get done when I actually sit down to do it. About 1600 words yesterday, discovered a new arc on where the story it going and looking forward to more today.
This could be the weekend I get moving again.
I was in the library yesterday and checking out the Terry Pratchett section of the shelf for Raising Steam when I spotted Lords and Ladies. Reading the back cover and even the first chapter I was all “Yay, a Terry Pratchett I haven’t read.”
Perfect for the bus ride home. I was at least half way through when something in it seemed familiar. I have read this before and own a copy. Ok, my copy has a much more colourful cover than this new North American edition, but it’s sitting on a bookshelf at home.
So now it’s all “Yay, a Terry Pratchett it’s been so long since I’ve read it I’ve almost completely forgotten it and it’s like reading a new book.”
It’s like putting on a winter coat for the first time this year and finding a twenty in a pocket.
Yesterday was going so well. Instead of procrastinating I got almost a thousand words written. Good words. Word of the day type words. Like sporadic. Which I didn’t write but appeared sporadically in Clueless.
This morning I came across a book by someone I met a few years back on a writing course. Back then we were both in the same place. Writing the first book. Now she’s an award winning full time author with 4 books published. My first book languishes on a shelf and may sometime see the light of day to prop up an uneven leg on a table.
Time to get back to work. Uggh. And grudging congratulations Ciara.
I joined Twitter and straight away had a follower and a direct message, isn’t Twitter welcoming?
So I went and downloaded a sample of The Transhumanist Wager by Zoltan Istvan and started reading. I didn’t get to finish the sample. I couldn’t. It’s a flowery, verbose, over-adjective-laden, over-descriptive piece of writing. With similes coming like an avalanche and brutal adjectives assaulting you like a heavy book to the back of the head.
“Her thin black hair danced vibrantly around her petite shoulders” isn’t enough of a description. This goes on for a page or two. Perhaps even three, I was reading on my phone and it went on for six.
The author promises to be visionary but couldn’t hold my interest long enough to deliver. It comes across as the vague ramblings of a religious nut or conspiracy theorist promising an end of the world without their own paticular brand of crazy. It’s mainly rambling, incoherent and parts just start up and then disappear on odd tangents. Someone starts to insult the protagonist but mid insult the book veers into a back story involving a pool cue for a few chapters. I’m not sure if it ever got back to finishing the insult; I flicked forward but didn’t find it.
Transhumanism may be a great goal, improving ourselves through science and technology but hardly the philosophical conundrum presented here.
Would I recommend this book? Hell no, it’s a badly written, going nowhere piece of drivel.
Casting Shadows Everywhere by L.T. Vargus and Tim McBain
So despite the lack of promised bleach I thought I’d review this book anyway. Why not? Reading and reviewing are excellent ways to procrastinate.
Casting Shadows Everywhere is billed as Catcher in the Rye meets Fight Club. I quite liked the Fight Club movie but never read the book. I wasn’t a fan of Catcher in the Rye. I never really got the obsession with a whiny teenager in the midst of a mental breakdown. Maybe you need to be a wannabe famous killer to get it, not a wannabe author.
The book (and I only read the sample) is ok. It’s not full of glaring typos, it’s easy to follow along, gets the voice right in most places. Some parts are off, “made his face look incongruent and scary” is one of the just awkward phrases but if it is meant to be a teenage boy the misuse of swearwords could be right. It reads like some one who doesn’t swear trying to. The right words but just missing the flow to make it natural.
But that’s as good as it gets. Like Catcher in the Rye it’s a whiney teenage boy who admits to his own failings, “I’m a pussy”, because, you know, teenage boys are all like that. Somewhere I’m sure they’re like that.
It’s not got enough to hold my interest. There are promises of down the line a murder, burglary or some mayhem but really, if this whinger is going to tell the story, I’m not sure these can be enough to hold my interest.
Would I recommend it? Maybe. If you liked Catcher in the Rye check out the free sample on Amazon and see if this is for you. For me it wasn’t enough to spend the four dollars.
Self published and want a review? Let me know.
I like twitter. I’m there @wilhyder. I find I can follow people who are interesting and link to pages I like to read. However once you start following writers, then lots of writers follow you. Then they try to convince you to read their books. It seems that the self published author’s main sales strategy is;
Find people on Twitter
Hope they’ll a) buy your book and b) love your book.
Hence the direct messages out of the blue that went;
I replied to both, as soon as I see a video of the bleach drinking I’ll be checking out the book.
So this is a blog. Dum de dum de dum. I’ve started the blog to post about my writing, and if I ever get round to doing that instead of procrastinating, that’s probably what I’ll blog about. For now all I can blog about is my procrastinating.
So far the floors are cleaned, the oven is cleaned and I’ve started a blog. Maybe I should get started writing.