It was 20 years ago today…

It certainly doesn’t seem like it’s been that long, since J. K. launched a series which saw her take a position in literary history and at the same time, re-ignited the page-turning passion of numerous generations.

Happy Birthday, Harry; and congratulations, Ms Rowling – 10 points have been awarded and Gryffindor wins the House Cup again!

gg… over and out!

Cloudy, with a chance of…

Don’t you just love wet days?

Ok, so, for many hard-working folk, rainy days mean loss of production and missed opportunity – but for me, whenever we’re on the receiving end of a damned-good drenching, I open up my mind and head off on a voyage of discovery.

Today, for instance, I took a trip with Captain James Cook and learned about celestial navigation – a topic that will prove to be a critical element in my current chapter. Lawrence is lost, you see, and he’ll look to the heaven’s in more than prayer before he find himself again.

As is so often the case with me (Oh look, a bird!), one thing led to another, and another, until I found myself at the old Moreton Bay Pile Lighthouse – quite literally, a pile, light, house…

Of course, this had nothing at all to do with the story I’m writing and won’t feature in the plot in the remotest possible way. However, early next year, when I start work on “Beacon”, who knows?

That’ll keep you guessing.

gg… over and out!

Noises Off!

I have to admit, as far as writing is concerned, I haven’t been able to achieve a whole lot in the last few months.

The problem has been one of background noises, caused mostly by external factors rather than internal, that I just couldn’t seem to get away from. Like a chronic case of tinnitus, they were louder on some days and in some hours of some days, than on others. Since around mid March, every day seems to have carried its own annoying, inescapable, evilly-distracting drone.

For a man who’s often found wanting when it comes to staying focussed for any decent amount of time, it’s been a very difficult period to navigate through. Unfortunately, because many of the causes impacted on me personally in some way, they had to be addressed directly and as a matter of priority. As a result, a lot of the things I’d rather have been doing had to be set aside – writing, sadly, was the first casualty.

The good news is, the last few days have been promisingly peaceful and yesterday, I even found silence enough to be able to re-open my latest labour of love. From the review this morning of what I’d accomplished yesterday, I’ll be in a happy place for the rest of today at least.

Gotta go… I have to deal with a ship in the desert.


GG… over and out!