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Lost in the Required Reading

Sometimes, the universe speaks to you.  Or that’s how I choose to see it.  I suppose it’s just coincidence, really.  It’s either that or I’m deciding to pick up on the same, repeating cues to assemble my own, personal breadcrumb trail.  It’s a way of making sense of the noise.  Or using the noise to make sense of yourself.

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Here comes the Fluff

This is it, people.  This is not a drill.  The second novel is out.  Which is crazy.  I’ve managed to write another one.  Three decades on this planet, two novels published.  That’s not bad when you consider the whole first decade and some of the second was spent primarily being forced to learn things in various classrooms.  
   “So, where did this new novel come from,” I hear you ask.  “And what’s with the pink rabbit?”
   I guess it’s time I properly introduced you to Fluff.

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Dear 38

Dear 38 year old me,
   Hi, how’re you doing?  Well, I guess you’re resting right now.  If all things go to plan, then you’re due for a pretty big year ahead of you.  There’s the new book coming out, Fluff.  There’s another book to write.  You’ve got a massive new Avengers movie and the first female Doctor Who to look forward to as well.  I just wanted to take this opportunity to wish you luck and send on your way with a little advice.

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Little Grey Sells

I’m not what you’d label as faithful.  I loaded myself up with a heavy dose of cynicism as a kid and it stops me from comfortably believing most commonly accepted miracles.  Although there are some things in this world that can catch me off guard.  Things that appeared to have reached in from beyond the beige walls of our rather ready salted existence.  Great inventions.  Scientific breakthroughs.  Moments of hope or moments of true charity.  Great works of art or music that can grab you by the soul.

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Trailer Trash

Okay, okay.  The rewrite is moving into the home stretch.  It really is.  I'm pretty sure it is, only it’s taking longer than I wanted.  It was meant to be finished this week and the delay has not been too good for my nerves.  For my attention span.  For my patience.  It’s been a week of feeling defeated by my own story, but I'm pretty sure victory isn’t too far off now.  Next week.  I’m pretty sure it’s going to be next week.  I hope it's going to be next week.
  So, as I make a push to get this final, final, final draft finally completed I thought I’d use this week to share something with you.  As things stand, what follows are the first 900 or so words my second novel will start with.
  In more ways than I can really express right now, I hope you like it.

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Stampede

WARNING: The following blog was written by a sleep deprived horror writer.  There will be rambling and a certain lack of sense.  Also, there may be some typos and errors.  If you do find any, then cherish them.  Think of them like seeing the brushstrokes that make up the painting.  Apparently there are other typos on this website, but the exhausted author would like to point out this is all free.

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On Hold

I used to write after work.  I’d get home from whatever office or shop I was working in, have something to eat and then try to write for an hour or two.  It worked to an extent, but the finished result always felt sluggish.  It suffered from a lack of energy as plot and characters became handy ciphers allowing me to moan about my day.  Back then, I was very much one of those people who spent a lot of time talking about writing, instead of actually writing.  Or, at least, writing happily.

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