random stuff
Goodie Bags
Blogging is a great advertising tool, but I decided to start my new tax year with a “push forward” on the script reading front now I’m retiring from teaching for good (Yay!). So, if like me, you salivate at stationary (I know the lovely Mark Greig certainly does), then I am offering the FIRST THREE PEOPLE TO EMAIL ME the chance to win a Bang2write Goodie Bag! In it are Bang2write post-it notes (oooooh), a magnet (aaaah), acknowledgement postcards (wooooh), stickers and even a discount voucher for script reading (eeeee)! So, first three then, email me with your snail mail… Read More »Goodie Bags
Debating
When I was growing up I had to live in a cardboard box! Luxury! When I was growing up, I had to walk three hundred miles to school and then do a full day’s work down the coal mine! Luxury! When I was growing up, my father killed us before we were even born! Aaaah. Ol’ Monty P there, but I love a good scrap, me (who’d have thought it??), so if you do too, click here and tell me your thoughts about the state of education today. Go on, you know you want to…
Q & A: The Accidental Script Reader
If you’re wondering what I’m up to and I’m sure you are judging by the amount of emails I’ve had in the last week asking if I’m “still here” since I’ve “hardly written anything”, then I can assure you, my lovely bloggers that indeed I am. Just stressed. And ill, thanks to James Moran. No, we’re not having an affair, it’s his blasted Space Virus. Somehow he’s managed to transmit it over the radiowaves (or whatever the internet works on) and on to me. Cheers. Mate. The lovely Anya, whom I read for recently, emailed with a few questions about… Read More »Q & A: The Accidental Script Reader
Parenthood
So my little boy comes home from school last night, minus his Tamagotchi. For those of you who don’t know, these creatures are allowed in school now because they can be “paused” (in other words, manufacturers wised up to the fact kids had to leave them at home all day with parents who couldn’t work them so they died and kids lost interest, it seems). They evolve too: Susan grew up, had a baby Keith which evolved to become Ned who had his own baby called Flib (Ned and Susan are in the old folks’ home: Flib can visit them… Read More »Parenthood
Combe Martin & Berrynarbor, North Devon
Devon is a bit of an enigma: people outside the area look at a map of the UK and think it must be pretty small; that all Devonians must know someone Cornish since the two counties are bang next door to each other. The reality is, it takes longer to go from one end of Devon to the other by car than it takes to get to London by rail from the town I live in. The reason for the unfair comparison between car and rail by the way is because there are practically no trains IN Devon: the network… Read More »Combe Martin & Berrynarbor, North Devon
Please Hold
Normal service will be resumed shortly…As soon as my head is not going to explode, anyway. For those of you who don’t know, we are moving house and I have to get this hellhole sorted by a week next wednesday to get new carpets down and to feng shui the joint for the valuers. Please talk amongst yourselves or cast your eye over these links that I have arranged for your viewing pleasure: Because we’re screenwriters, we all love useless facts and statistics. If you want to see some Disco Daleks and Cybermen, click here. Here’s some great articles and… Read More »Please Hold
Travel Writing
I could not have had a busier or noisier day yesterday than if I had actually purchased a ticket right into the jaws of Hell for a one-day round-trip round Satan’s lair. I got on a train from Devon to Paddington at 9am only to be greeted by a multitude of already-drunk Arsenal and West Ham fans, complaining Rugby fans (who were still drinking, but apparently in a “sensible” fashion, unlike their football-obsessed counterparts) and an old Chap from Sidmouth who wanted to tell anyone who would listen about his charity work and his dog, Sarah. I asked why he… Read More »Travel Writing
New Additions and a Q
I’m pleased to announce there’s been several new additions to the Bang2write Household this week… No, not cats or human babies – I’ve learned my lesson on those – but a Tamagotchi called Susan. My son is the proud father and despite a bad start (poor Susan had diarrhoea – sp?? – on sunday and was ROBBED on Monday!), she has already made Alf a proud grandfather by giving birth to baby Keith yesterday. Mother and baby are doing well and Keith is already at secondary school. They grow up so quick nowadays. The lovely MA David emailed me on… Read More »New Additions and a Q
Round Up
Right, two things in one since I have several beers with my name on. And a couple of eggs left over from Easter (I know! Where HAS this sudden self control come from?! They will be devoured tonight, don’t you worry my little chickadees). BSSC short went off in the post, but pretty sure it hasn’t a hope in hell. Why? Because I have been deliberately OUT THERE with my premise – think ADAPTATION meets EDTV in ten minutes and you’re probably there. In retrospect, perhaps I should have written the more standard fare of some bird recalling a traumatic… Read More »Round Up
