After a hectic week finalising a custom order for Host-party, answering dozens of customer enquiries, printing games and proofing other author’s work – I’ve finally made it back to the blog.
This week (as well as all the above) I’ve started a new screenplay – it’s been a long time coming and has been in several guises in my head and even on my computer as the first chapter of a book – but now it has a name – Quest – and will be a children’s TV script.
I haven’t yet decided where exactly I’m going to take it yet, as there were several different versions of ideas that seem to have finally coalesced into one, but it’ll be interesting to see how it develops.
At present it’s just 7 pages long, and I am hoping it won’t get stuck at that point, but the opening few pages are good enough to progress with, so I’m fairly hopeful, time allowing, that I can get it past the 10 page mark and head towards a completed 30 minute script aimed at the children’s drama slot.
Oddly I also came up with a title for a book. (This isn’t normal for me as usually the book comes first and then I agonise over what I’m going to call it!) So… “The Reassurance of Colour” is the title – now I just have to find the book to go with it.
It’s lurking in my head somewhere and keeps rearing up now and again hinting at a plot, but so far it’s still swirling around in that cauldron of mine. Given that I’ve started three books in the last couple of months (jottings of first chapters) – I suspect the same thing will happen with this one as has happened with Quest. If I give it all long enough it’ll form into something useable.
However – first things first. Tomorrow I’m running a murder mystery evening for some business friends from the BNI – The Surgical Strike (Doctors and Nurses themed). Should be fun!
Following my previous post (read a few posts down) – I saw a very annoyed leaf blower today rounding up another batch of leaves in the local park. At the time, I figured his displeasure was probably due to the fact he’d been sent out every day to blow damp, barely moving leaves from one place to another, but it turned out his annoyance was more to do with my daughter, or to be precise her entire class.
It turns out, not fifteen minutes before I walked around the park with the dog, my daughter’s class had been out for a morning amble with their class teacher. Seeing a huge pile of leaves and being “that kind of teacher” (by that I mean one who wholly engages the class) she encouraged the class to kick through the autumn leaves, bury her in leaves, and generally mess the piles of leaves around. The kids had a great time apparently.
It was only when the actual leaf blower man turned up with his wheelbarrow to move the freshly piled leaves that the teacher realised her mistake! Oh – just the very idea of it just makes me grin uncontrollably from ear to ear…
Aw shucks… after a busy couple of weeks I reached the computer this morning and had no pending work to do for Red Herring Games. Obviously when I say no “pending” work – what I mean is no formatting, no customer service emails, no follow ups and no printing – after all – the writing is always there – but this morning, it was just the writing and so, after nearly 6 weeks of neglect it was the house’s turn.
I vaccuumed, I dusted, I swept and mopped, I cleaned the toilets, sinks and kitchen and basically blitzed the place. I even had a hot home cooked meal waiting for Magnus when he got home. (Domestic bliss – for him anyway.)
And so I enter the weekend with a clean house, the desk might still be topsy turvy with paperwork but underneath the cluttered top the carpet is at least free from dropped staples and strips of paper.
So I suppose this weekend I might actually begin work on a new single room cast based game… maybe… but even if I get that started, I’m not sure it will get completed until after the Christmas rush.
And as for the rest of the writing… well, the BBC still has Chasing Thunder – I think that’s been with them for three months now, and it also still has Deep Rising, which has been with them around one month. Igloo Films haven’t contacted me about any further revisions, but that film is still on-going somewhere in the background, and my brain is churning with ideas – what I need above all else is a little time right now to do some writing that isn’t murder mystery related, but I think that will be a new years resolution…
Walking through the park this afternoon I saw what could only be described as a distinctly “male phenomenon” – i.e. something a woman would just never in their right mind decide to do – namely blow leaves.
I’ve often though of leaf blowers as male toys anyway (you wouldn’t catch a woman blowing dirt around the house rather than sucking it up into a vacuum cleaner thereby REMOVING the offending material). And I’ve never really understood the need men have at this time of year to move leaves from one place to another, only to leave them in piles for the wind to blow back across the paths – but to actually try to BLOW the leaves against the wind?! I ask you!!
I am sure the rake was invented for some reason…
Still – it reminds me of the old tale about the space race. Realising that pens would not work in zero gravity, NASA spent thousands of dollars inventing a pen which WOULD work in space.
And the Russians? They used a pencil.
(Of course that’s just an urban legend… or so they claim…)