MonkeyKnifeFight

Effort and reward

Sometimes maintaining a blog is akin to screaming in a vacuum. No one can hear you and you scream and shout in frustration until your eyes burst and your lungs are pulled through your ragged throat.

Collaborative Art

I’ve got an idea for an offline based on-going art piece about interpersonal connections in non digital media.
I don’t know if it’s feasible or if it’ll pan out at all but it’s a fairly quick set-up but the pay off won’t happen for a few years if at all.

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Howl — Official Relapse Records Band Page

Howl — Official Relapse Records Band Page.

Now there’s a young lady, possibly the only one, that wouldn’t freak out if I went up to her face and shrieked “LOCUST”

Michelangelo’s drawings at the Courtauld gallery are intimate encounter with an artist in love | Art and design | The Guardian

Michelangelo’s drawings at the Courtauld gallery are intimate encounter with an artist in love | Art and design | The Guardian.

I really want to see this when I have a bit of spare cash. Next month hopefully.

Apologies

I’ve rediscovered my blog. I’m sorry for two things:

1. That you found this blog in the first place
2. That you have to read this awful tat

I’m having a bit of a creative surge at the moment. It’s only got a few directions at the moment, two or three projects in motion. Only one of them is a traditional art endeavor, the other two are more esoteric and although I’m excited I’m also very nervous about explaining them or showing them off so publicly.

The language I used to use to voice my ideas has long been lost to time and it’s going to be a while before I’m confident enough to express my thought processes or defend my implementation.

I think it’s going to be a long time until I show much here apart from the odd sketch, couplet or literary twitch.

Script frenzy 2009 failure

Sadly this isn’t the final version of the draft, that’s been lost somewhere along the line but I thought I’d post it here in case anyone fancied reading it anyway.

The bit with the wolf and the woodsman as well as the end where I needed to get the final act down are missing. If I can find them and if anyone’s bothered I’ll see if I can dig it out from somewhere.

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NaNoWriMo is here again

And I’m too busy to take part again.

Still, at least this time around I’m gainfully self-unemployable. Zoe seems to be hammering through her story, almost 8k words in on day three. That’s good going if she can keep up the momentum. I’ll try again next year.

Hiatus

Hey. You have probably noticed (all none of you) by now that I haven’t updated in a while.
This is due to me not having done any writing for a bit. I’ve been concentrating on other interests but will be making a return at some point.
Sadly I don’t get enough time to pursue all of them all of the time so I have to choose which of them I’m going to follow at any one time. Currently it’s a music project. It does have literary roots though, so I guess it’s sort of related.
I don’t think I’ll be in a position to do the NaNoWriMo this year either which is a pain, but hopefully I’ll get my arse into gear for next year.

Egads

It’s been manic at work recently, pulled two twelve hour days already this week and probably another today. With the commute that adds another four hours to each day. I’m existing on six hours sleep a night, coffee, cigarettes and whatever food I can find (picky eater rather than bin-diver).
I’m so tired I feel like I’ve been drinking.
I was stuffed with cold over the long Easter weekend so didn’t get around to writing any script which has but me way behind schedule, I should be at about fifty or so pages and I’ve currently managed twenty or so. The finish line seems a long way off and next week looks like another crazy work week, the only writing time I get is on the train to and from work at the moment.
Still, I love the script so far and hope it’s got some fresh takes on old fairy tale ideas. I might post some excerpts later.

11 steps forward, 5 steps back

I ripped out 5 pages of dialogue from my script this morning and lost a character in the process.
It reads very much more like a fairy tale now.
I’ll miss my brain-damaged toilet-monikered hero Doulton though.