I'm not even going to bother lying, I've just been too busy and lazy to post any content on the site over the last while. Which in turn means that I've put up no content on the social media platforms either.
Such is life.
When you want to create things get super busy and you end up just going through the motions.
Anyway, a small update of sorts to celebrate that I have finished draft five of Duplex Tempus.
I have to say I am not usually as happy as I am right now at how the story has turned out. When working on Filthy Henry novels I usually get to draft ten or eleven before I think I've plugged all the plot holes and developed the story as well as I can. But something is different about this one.
Maybe it is because it is a sci-fi noir story.
Maybe it is because I am seeing this as an ode to my favourite sci fi book of all time.
Who knows for sure. All I know is that at the minute I have completed the fifth draft of it and things are progressing nicely. I'll take a few hours off now and then start on draft six.
Since a writer's work is never done.
They say that we are currently in a ‘Golden Age’ of television. Which is a fair statement I reckon. I remember growing up and the types of shows that I liked to watch (sci-fi, spy, fantasy) were few and far between because nobody really watched them. Then along came reality t.v., cheap brainless crap that took a shoestring budget to make and catapulted idiots into the limelight for fifteen seconds. But in recent years we’re getting some really good shows to watch. Even if the last season of these shows tends to be utter garbage (I’m looking at you Game of Thrones).
Although somehow, like the cockroach of the entertainment industry, reality shows have no fully died off just yet. Honestly, I thought Love Island was a joke until a person in work talk about it at lunch so much that I wanted to pull out my eyeballs and strangle said person with my own optic nerves.
But one type of show that has always survived through the different generations is the quiz show. Everyone loves a quiz show. Prizes that can never be won because the studio is basically Vegas, ensuring the House always wins. A bunch of common people like you and me randomly teamed up, or dragging their family along, to take on the big boys and win. Who doesn’t love a good quiz show?
As I was making breakfast for the two nippers this morning (omelettes no less, which they took a bite of and then declared were yucky) I let my mind wander a little about quiz shows. Not sure why, as the ladyfriend will attest I am quite insane and my thought process tends to verge on the chaotic rather than just the random.
Like in Taken, when Liam Nesson is telling the gangsters that they have disrespected him and ‘for that the price has gone up 10%’ – he does that like four times. Do you reckon that is a compound interest situation or does he just keep adding on 10% of the original amount?
Anyway as my mind didn’t focus on not burning the house down I struck upon an idea that I reckon could be a great quiz show. So great, in fact, that I figured I should document it here and claim a patent before somebody else goes and steals my idea.
All good quiz shows have two competing teams of normal people (that way the belief that somebody other than the studio wins is real and people at home can cheer on their favourite side). They also should have knowledge that the viewers at home are more than likely to have as well. There is no point asking about how to calculate gravitational distance between planetary objects if Nancy from Cork works as an accountant and has an online degree in art. You want the questions to be things that Nancy from Cork will potentially have the answer to. An answer she will scream at the telly as she is swept up in joy of the game.
You want your show to generate conflict on and off the screen, so that the masses watching will shout at the ones on the show at how stupid they are for getting the answer wrong.
What will the majority of people currently have a shared educational knowledge on?
Think about it. If you can’t name all three P.J. Masks are you even parenting, bro? What about being able to sing the entire second version of ‘You’re Welcome!’ from Moana? Can you tell your Tru from your Chip? Do you actually know what Potato is?
The questions basically write themselves and the scary thing is there are so many that you’d never run the risk of repeating one. It would have people jumping off the sofa, dropping both bottle and baby to the floor, as they scream at the top of their lungs ‘It is Iggle Piggly you dope!’.
I’m telling you, I’m onto something here. Baby Brain – the quiz show that gets adults to answer questions about nonsensical things. Mainly because we’ve actually started to forget what having conversations with other adults about grown-up television is like.
For the past few years I've been attending Dublin Comic Con not as a comicbook nerd, but as a comicbook nerd who is there selling their wares. Mainly Filthy Henry novels, since I don't exactly create anything else that would sell at the convention. It has been a permanent fixture on my calendar for the last four summers.
But, alas, not this year.
See the rules for how you get into the con to sell your goods were changed to make things fair for everyone. The idea being that you do not just 'get in' because you had been selling at a previous con.
I know the main criteria is that you need to have new material for sale in order to qualify for a spot in the alley. This is were I become my own enemy, I haven't completed a new book since last August.
Now there are two ways to look at this. Either I am doing a George R. R. Martin on it (come on, I've written four books in the time it's taken him to not write his latest novel - it's overdue by five years at this stage) or I am not just rushing through the novel in order to secure a spot at the convention.
I'm going to lean towards the latter.
I'm my own worst critic, but I definitely don't want to be asking people to part with their hard earned cash for sub par writing. They do that already, but the least I can do is make it a little less sub par than it already is.
Anyroad, long post short this is just an entry to say that I sadly won't be at Dublin Comic Con 2019. But hey, there is always next year (by which time I will definitely have Duplex Tempus finished).