Posts in Overthinking
Peripheral Beasts

We take in so much information on a daily basis. It makes sense that certain things will just slide past our attention after we’ve seen them enough times. Building sites, shops, queues at bus stops. They’re in our world every single day. They become white noise, background details. Scenery. I had a moment yesterday when I noticed something on my wife’s desk at work that I had completely been looking through for months. Don’t worry, it wasn’t divorce paperwork.

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Who's Who 19: About the Author

He’d watched too many versions of the same myth. He could spot the seams between the ad breaks now. The recognisable traits. The revolving carousel of non-threatening villains. The shiny fights. The interweaving soap operas. The cameos just for the true geeks, there to invest a marketing exercise with a little purchased history, borrowed as credit for credibility.

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Shadows, Psychos and Spiders

I’m trying to remind myself these days that horror is a many splendoured thing. In fiction, that is. I’m not watching the news, smiling a slow snake smile and muttering the word ‘beautiful’ to myself. I’ll leave that to the people pulling the politician’s strings. Surely there must be someone watching the blossoming groundswell of chaos reaching far across the world today and congratulating themselves. Before turning to Hitler’s living brain (now safely implanted inside the body of a gaunt, pale, asthmatic gorilla) and offering a deeply worshipful high five.

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Music of the Fears

You might remember, the other week, that I mentioned setting up a sort of required reading list for the new novel.  Who am I kidding?  Of course you remember.  They’re putting up the blue plaque outside my window to commemorate the anniversary of me writing it.  I was talking about how I was looking for particular things to read and watch.  I was listening to a lot of horror scores.  I was basically chasing some sense memory of the novel I’ve got growing in my head.  Or I was sense checking that it didn’t already exist.

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Differences. Creative Differences.

Oh, Danny Boyle.  The press, the press are calling.  
   Yep, there’s no way that hasn’t already been written online at least a thousand times.  To be honest, if I had his number, I’d be calling.  Or maybe I’d be better calling the good folks at Eon Productions.  Just to find out what happened.  I want to know exactly why they parted ways with such an established and interesting director.

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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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If it pleases the court

Today we're going to talk about basketball.  I know, I know.  The fat, white horror writer fast approaching his 40s is going to try and talk about sport.  Not just any sport.  Basketball.  The fast paced, money spinning game that has millions of people all over the world shouting at their TVs over the squeaking sound of trainers on wood.  

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