Aug 13, 2009
Some stuff I might do. Or not. Whatever.
This, my second blog posting, is a slightly forced affair. Tonight I will travel to the south coast for a wedding, and won’t get chance to blog again for a few days. I’ll just write a bit now describing what I might blog about in the short-term, in no real order and for no real point.
I’ll write a little teaser of a description of the novel I’m trying to write. I’m told that trying to condense hundreds of pages of work into a couple of paragraphs is one of the hardest things for a writer (not that I’m *a writer* yet) to do. I don’t imagine I’ll be able to write the synopsis to any great standard, but I’ll try to get across the general idea of the novel. I’ll give it a bash because it will be good writing practise. No point writing two hundred thousands words if I can’t sell the idea in a punchy, catchy paragraph, is there?
Unless I can think of a reason not to, I’ll post the *humorous* letters I sent out to a few celebrities inviting them to my friend’s wedding recently.
There’s a piece of coursework I did back in 1998 for my English Language A-Level, and for the past eleven years I’ve reminisced fondly over this particular bit of writing; a CD inlay booklet charting the career of an imaginary Swedish pop band called ARSA. From that description you can pretty much gauge the level of humour (that of a seventeen year-old boy, to be exact). I found it last night and had a quick read through it. It’s fair to say it wasn’t quite the literary work of genius I recalled, but it’s OK. It’s funny in parts. I remember this coursework made my English tutor laugh out loud – something no-one or -thing managed to do throughout our two year course.
An “Adult Fairy Story” (sadly not *that* type of “Adult story”), which was an entry into a Writing Magazine competition. I don’t think I’m allowed to recreate it until the winning entry is announced, so I might have to hang fire on that one. It was an attempt at being clever: written in the second person and with what might seem to be a slightly ambiguous ending.
Anyway, must go.
TTFN
The levels of anticipation are certainly building, lets hope this come to fruition in a blossom of vibrancy and literary wonderment.
Having thought about that, which is first fruition or blossoming? It’s blossoming isn’t it?
Bugger.