At least, I don't think so. Another thought: never underestimate people, even famous ones. For instance, what do you really think of Carla Bruni? Press play below.
18.3.11
Some Things Don’t Get Lost in Translation
Labels:
Miscellaneous,
Music
14.3.11
Floating Over Tokyo
Now, I had planned and written this post about a Japanese photo blogger prior to the events of last Friday, but I think, publishing it as I am today, that it's only appropriate that I place it within its current context.
Like everyone, I am truly humbled and horrified by the earthquake, subsequent tsunami, nuclear reactor uncertainty and the height of the likely death toll. Combining that with the resultant economic worries and the psychological and emotional impact of losing one's loved-ones, posessions and homes, it's clear that those in Japan will need to stay in our thoughts and our prayers for some time to come.
Labels:
Japan,
Miscellaneous,
My Rants,
Yowa Yowa Camera
11.3.11
Book Quote Friday: Perfecting the Voice
Now, I've not quite finished this book yet, but already it's clear to me that 'Any Human Heart' by William Boyd is a masterpiece of characterisation and voice. Written in the form of a diary, with the odd explanatory insert, it spans the life of the protagonist, Logan Mountstuart, from his Uruguayan beginnings in 1912 to his death in the early 1990s. We travel with him from Oxford to Paris, Nigeria to New York, the Bahamas to Switzerland, and from London to the French countryside (I'm being deliberately vague so I don't inadvertantly include too many spoilers).
The test, I think, of an fictitious diary or memoir is whether we find it increasingly and incredibly hard to believe that the protagonist is not really in existence.
7.3.11
Vote for Me: The 3 Quarks Daily 2011 Arts & Literature Prize
I have some news. My flash fiction piece 'Snow' has been nominated for the 3 Quarks Daily 2011 Arts & Literature prize (eek!) but I need your votes to go through to the final judging round.
Time is of the essence as voting closes at 11:59pm (NYC time) on March 8th, which is Tuesday!
I'd be incredibly grateful if you'd vote for 'Tolstoy is my Cat' here (it's alphabetical so it's fifth from bottom):
http://www.3quarksdaily.com/3quarksdaily/3-quarks-daily-2011-arts-literature-prize-vote-here-.html
Thank you so, so much x
Time is of the essence as voting closes at 11:59pm (NYC time) on March 8th, which is Tuesday!
I'd be incredibly grateful if you'd vote for 'Tolstoy is my Cat' here (it's alphabetical so it's fifth from bottom):
http://www.3quarksdaily.com/3quarksdaily/3-quarks-daily-2011-arts-literature-prize-vote-here-.html
Thank you so, so much x
4.3.11
Flash (Fiction?)
Sometimes, simplicity is key.
Flash from Gonçalo Mira on Vimeo.
Also, anybody not heard about the Great Gatsby Game? It's possibly the best thing that ever happened. F. Scott Fitzgerald would be so proud.
Labels:
Miscellaneous,
Writing Theory
28.2.11
Show Me Something New
The issue of originality has been bugging me lately. The novel I’m planning follows on from Saturday Afternoon, Odessa (click and scroll down page), ten years after that point, and it seems every time I mention its vague content to people they say, ‘Oh, like such and such?’ 'A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian' has been mentioned to me a few times (I’ve never read it, but have just bought it to check) as have a few others, some of them well-known, that work along the same themes. Most of them I’ve not even read, but it’s disheartened me a bit as it seems that my idea has almost already been done. Just walking into a bookstore can also feel a bit overwhelming, as it makes you realise just how many books there already are…
So what do we have to offer that’s new? Original, even? New sci-fi realms, perhaps? Or our take on the latest trends or issues, before anyone else?
Labels:
Charlotte Bronte,
The Two Ronnies,
Writing Theory
25.2.11
Book Quote Friday: Unlocking the Doors
Some worlds, through their isolation, exclusivity or general elevation from the common person on the street, are closed off to the majority of people and exist as islands, buffeted only gently by the more turbulent wider seas. That is, until someone from within chooses to write a book about them and throws the doors open for all to see. When this happens, more often than not, those inside are outraged and try to drag the doors shut, whilst the excluded crane their necks to see even the smallest glimpse of how the other half live. 'The Age of Innocence' is much like this.
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