Chapter Parts Centre

The purpose of this blog is not to keep you upto date on some facet of news or culture that I feel is unrespresnted, although there isn't enough mainstream news coverage of lion rape for my liking. Honestly, it's rife in Canton. YouTube it.
This blog is designed, rather self-indulgently, to make me write outside of work. In that sense it has already been a success because last week I started a short story. I'm about three short chapters in at the moment and I'm just sketching things out - very badly - in draft form so that I have something to begin working on. That means that late at night when I can't sleep or am bored I can edit if I feel like editing (and sometimes I do - it can be addictive) or I can write when I feel like writing (less addictive but more involved). Note to parents. If your kids are going to get adicted to anything, editing is a relatively safe vice. No-one has yet died during one of my editing sessions, although the possibility of massive sexual violence if you disturb me while writing is a very real possibility.

Anyway, to get to the point. I wonder if anyone out there is interested in seeing a work in progress rather than the finished thing? I could perhaps post up an unfinished chapter at a time and people can ask me questions or tell me that what I'm writing is utter shit.
I know at least four people read this blog last time so I will presume I can carry at least one of you through to posting two. My story is sort of a horror about about people smuggling, which strikes me as a rum business. People smuggling, that is. I think horror is a fine affair.

The idea was to write something akin to Murders In The Rue Morgue (The Edgar Allan Poe one not the Iron Maiden one) but with a bit more gore and a modern twist. Anyone interested? Or is it best to wait until a piece is finished before it is given to people to read? What does your brain think?

Random thought for the night at 1.27am on Tuesday, June 24, 2008.
Dark Blue is equally as good a James Elroy film adaptation as LA Confidential, although on a much lower budget. Which may, in the circumstances, make it the bigger success. Kurt Russell's hair is lovely throughout. I think most of the budget went on hairspray for him.

An Ode To Narrow Loss

A mate sent this me a few weeks back. When our 5-a-side team - Real Dandy FC - were on the verge of a title win, I composed an ode to inspire the team. We lost the title by a point. Whether we were that little bit short up front or the team would have preferred a haiku instead we will never know. This is the kind of junk I will be posting here.

The thing that always puts me off about blogs is the fear that it is just ranting at the gods from the darkness of the cosmic wardrobe.
What's the point?
Let's face it, I have nothing to say. I'm not crazy on the politics, high on environment or horned on some particular celebrity. In short, I fear I care about nothing thesedays but that's no bad thing because I'm currently very happy with my lot.
I love my girlfriend but I'd like more money. And there's the balance of life in glorious action.
At some point I suppose I should do something with my life and career and believe it or not, the setting up of blog feels to me like a step in the right direction.
Perhaps I will start writing for reasons other than work again. So here I go, separaing the jaw bones, inhaling, and readying my beige tongue/fingers for some light warm-up exercises. Occasionally I will post some of my reviews on here, loose pieces of writing, short stories, maybe even songs and poetry, I once even wrote an ode.
But I doubt it. If you happen to be reading this, first of all, tell me why you are reading it. Then just talk to me about the nothingness of life.
If this gets read by anyone I will eat someone else's hat. I don't have hat. They don't suit me.I go, hatless, into the breach ...