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Now Wait For Next Year*

At this time of year, it’s not only traditional to make New Year’s resolutions, but also to take stock of things, and assess how much progress (if any) one’s made in certain areas. David, Lucy, and Lianne have all posted on their goals and achievements with regard to writing in 2007, and so, perhaps slightly belatedly, I thought I’d do the same.

If I’m honest, I didn’t really set myself many specific writing goals for 2007 (though there were a couple, of which more in a mo). I do feel, though, that I did pretty well in ‘getting things out there’, by which I mean I’m pleased that 2007 saw the following:
– Being selected as one of 100 bloggers whose work was included in a Comic Relief book
– Recording an audio version of the same blog entry for inclusion in the podcast version of the Comic relief book
– Book review work for the Fortean Times
– My ‘flash fiction’ urban myth being a finalist in, and thus performed at, the Urban Myths event at the Manchester Literature Festival

…I’m also quite pleased with the way this blog has evolved; I’m updating pretty much in line with the number of working days in the week (and sometimes more often than that), I think there’s a good mix of topical, personal and silly items, and people who I’ve never met have been kind enough to link to me and to post comments, which makes it feel less like a displacement activity and more like a genuine form of communication with the world at large.

Mind you, it’s not all sunshine – none of the above earned me any money, which is fine in the case of the charity stuff, but it’s slightly disappointing to realise I earned more from eBaying unwanted stuff than I did from writing in 2007. Hmm.

And, as mentioned above, I had a couple of specific writing goals – to finish my novel ‘Coming Back To Haunt You’ and start the novel ‘The Body Orchard’ – which didn’t really happen; sure, I started ‘TBO’ (as no-one’s calling it except me) in November as part of National Novel Writing Month, but that was meant to be written after I’d finished ‘CB2HU’ (again, as nobody calls it apart from me), which remains only half done. And that isn’t really good enough – especially as I know how the tale finishes.

So this year, as well as making some proper (read: not half-arsed) progress with the novels, I intend to finish off the radio play that’s sitting on my hard drive unfinished, to expand and polish the screenplay I submitted for the Red Planet prize in 2007, and to get my horrendously out-dated website revamped, as I’ve been promising to do for … well, too damn long.

Am I making a public proclamation here, then? You know, I rather think I am. Okay , for the sake of argument let’s say I am.
So : in 2008, I aim to finish my radio play, screenplay, ‘CB2HU’, and to make good progress with ‘TBO’.
We’ll meet back here in a year and see how far I get in relation to these, shall we?

*Apologies to Horselover Fat.

LIST: I Am Not As Other Men*

According to the media generally, everyone does, has done, or did, the following. Not I.

-Hidden behind the sofa to watch Doctor Who as a child (in our house, the sofa was up against the wall)
-Discussed a television show around a watercooler (there are often water-fountain-things wherever I’ve worked, but we don’t hang around them and talk)
-Bought ‘Candle In The Wind 1997’ (it’s utter doggerel. Listen to the lyrics and conclude, as Francis Wheen does, that Diana must have been a hill-walking, rose-scented candle)
-Claimed to have had flu when I’ve had a cold
-Knowing heard any Led Zeppelin (beyond the opening bit of ‘Stairway to Heaven’; I know the names of some of their albums, and could probably pick out some of the members in a line-up, but that’s it)
-Seen ‘Apocalypse Now’ (in any of its versions)
-Had a kebab after drinking too many pints
-Had a stand-up row with a partner in IKEA or a supermarket
-Ever seen a full episode of ‘Phoenix Nights’

Now, I’m aware that some of these are more like omissions in my cultural exposure, but when I read an article or hear someone talking in a way which presupposes the above, I can’t help but wonder if these ‘shared experiences’ are like received opinions, in that they’re not necessarily true for all of us, but are said so often that people start to assume they must be…

*Though you’d probably guessed that.

A Little Less Blogification

Hmm, well, it’s amazingly unlikely that I’ll be posting much in the next few weeks (a lot of commitments, not least of which is, as I said yesterday, trying to polish off my too-long-in-the-writing novel so I have a clean slate for NaNoWriMo in November).

So.

To keep you folks entertained in my absence, here are a selection of links to other places of interest on the interweb. Even if you get through them all in a day, check back regularly, as a lot of them are updated on a daily basis… and yes, I’ll add this lot to the list of links in the right-hand column as soon as I get back to regular posting.

(The following list, and the categories I’ve put in, are in hypothetical order, so please don’t take offence if your blog or site is listed under some wildly inappropriate heading.)

Bloggers who write regularly and writers who blog regularly
M’colleague
Angie Michaelis
David Bishop
Troubled Diva
David Hepworth
Neil Gaiman
John August
Stephen Fry
Marie Phillips
Stephen Gallagher
Lianne
Graham Linehan
English Dave
James Moran
James Henry

You may not lose your mind visiting these sites, but be prepared to lose some time
B3ta
Wikipedia
TV Cream

Magazines I read in the real world too
Word
Fortean Times
Men’s Health

Discussion Boards
Barbelith
Cookd n Bombd

On Writing
Write Here, Write Now
BBC Writersroom

Other sites which, try as I might, I can’t fit into any of the previous categories
Moleskinerie
Found Magazine
McSweeney’s

Well, that should be enough to keep you entertained. Play nicely, and try not to break the internet while I’m offline, okay?

Let Me Take You By The Hand

… and lead you through the streets of London, where, within 48 hours, I saw the following people of varying note:

Michael Portillo at a tube station in a bow tie and dinner suit
Helen from Big Brother 2 outside Sainsburys in Central London
Russ Spencer (also known as the rather burly blonde-haired chap) from Scooch walking near Embankment
John Simpson, Broadcaster and Writer, boarding a train at Waterloo

Didn’t speak to any of them, didn’t feel the urge to, or anything like that. Just like the fact that I live in a city where people I see onscreen are also the people I pass in the street.

LIST: Words My Phone Knows But I Don’t

This might turn out to be the first entry in a series, not sure; words which predictive text offers me, along with the word I was aiming for.

DUNADRY (for ‘dunno’)
LONDRINA (for ‘London’)
FUZHOU (for ‘fuzzy’)

I have no idea what these three words mean. None whatsoever. Remind me never to challenge my phone to a game of Boggle.

Links Fahren

Submitted for your approval, four links to places elsewhere on the world wide webternet:

1. What would I look like if I was wearing a dayglo t-shirt and running, you ask? Find out here.

2. Charlie Higson I was mildly surprised by, but this was genuinely unexpected.

3. Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, they say. But at least it’s a form of wit, I say. And some of these reviews still made me grin.

4. A picture, the cliché has it, is worth a thousand words. And the two pictures here certainly speak volumes.

Down with the music of today

As one who, despite being over 30, prides himself on being very much down with the kids and all the music that they love so much, I try to make sure I keep up with what’s new and happening. Yes I do, stop giggling. I’m not a total square, you know – why, I even know that Top of the Pops isn’t on a Friday night any more. See? Not so out of date after all.

Anyway, this means that I often sit in my favourite armchair, puffing on my pipe and wearing my comfiest slippers as I watch MTV Base (I jest, of course – smoking’s a filthy habit). And whilst watching large numbers of music ‘vidz’ (as I believe the kidz tend to call them), I’ve noted certain recurring themes in many of the songs.

And so, for those of you out there who don’t have the time to watch youth television because you’re too tired, too square, or just too busy watching nature documentaries and home makeover shows, I’ve compiled the following list, which summarises the categories into which the vast majority of popular songs now tend to fall.

(Please note that I’m talking here about hip-hop and R’n’B. I find much urban music to be delightfully urbane, and unlike many of my contemporaries, a little bump ‘n’ grind doesn’t make me grind my teeth.)

The categories are as follows:

  1. “I’m Best”. Usually a male performer, who is at great pains to tell me about his finances, his car, his preferred brand of champagne, and his success with women. Frequently threatening various kinds of violence (such as “poppin’ a cap in my ass”) should I disagree, he seems very certain about his status – and good for him, I say. So few people are sure of their place in the world nowadays. Despite often performing in a street setting, he does not feel the need to close his shirt, instead preferring to show off his stomach muscles, and possibly a large pendant-style jewellery item of some sort.
  2. “We’re going to do it”. Again, invariably a male artist, and one who informs the listener about the physical activities he intends to enjoy with, presumably, a woman. He’s in no doubt about his attractiveness – perhaps it’s this confidence which the woman in question finds so appealing – and (occasionally using very strong language) he promises to maintain this ‘freaking’ all night long. What an energetic fellow he is. And they say youth is wasted on the young.
  3. “You are not worthy”. Often female soloists or close-harmony groups, telling the listener that he is unlikely to enjoy the benefits of her love. He occupies, it seems, a lower run on the social ladder, or is from an entirely unsuitable neighbourhood, though on many occasions it seems that the ‘sweet love’ is being withheld due to an apparent paucity of finances, ‘bling’, or an outdated or inappropriately thrifty vehicle or mobile phone. These songs are often sung with what I think is termed ‘sass’, though they do strike me as rather alarming in their implied suggestion that a lady’s favours will inevitably go to the chap with most money or material objects. The thin end of a socio-politically dangerous wedge there, I fear.
  4. “I regret my mistake”. Oftentimes, this could be mistaken for a female vocal, but it is in fact a male – or chorus of males – singing falsetto. They have, it appears, lost the affections of their ladylove due to an error of judgment. All too frequently this appears to take the form of “makin’ it wit’ yo’ best friend” or similar, or some other misdemeanour which causes one to rather empathise with the lady’s decision to cease relations. However, the chap or chaps in question give the impression of regretting their foolish error, and often prove this by lamenting in the form of a slow, high-pitched song, often performed in the street, or by the sea. In the case of groups, they invariably take turns in expressing their woe, with the vocalist explaining the sense of loss, whilst the others harmonise, or appear forlorn and gaze into the middle distance.

So there you have it. A brief primer for the uninformed as to the leitmotifs in modern youth music, and I hope it helps you to appreciate the kidz’ music as much as I do.

But if you’ll forgive me, I must take my leave, as I need to go and patrol my hood, as I do 24/7. Big shout out to the blogreading massive.

Will someone please tell those kids to behave themselves?

Apparently not.

It takes a court agreement, it seems.

I’m guessing the kid must have got all the maturity. Seriously, I mean all of it.

LIST: Things I Strongly Believe One Should Never Skimp On The Purchase Of

Notebooks
Pens
Tea Bags
Chocolate
Underwear
Aftershave
Contraceptives*

… any others you can think of? Let me know.

*Surely the ultimate in false economy.

LIST: A Life Of Surprises

Here, then, are some facts about me which might surprise you, but they’re all utterly true. Thought I’d share:

1. I was knocked down by a car at the age of 7.
2. I was the only male in the ‘Top 6’ recorder group at my junior school. I was miming quite a lot of the time.
3. I’ve never been met at the airport by a loved one on returning to the UK.
4. My geography is appalling. I genuinely have no idea where, for example, Sweden is (sorry, Sweden).
5. I’ve never put the phone down on anyone in anger (yet).
6. The first album I ever owned was a tape of a Muppet Show album. A home-recorded tape, at that.
7. I have watched Dirty Dancing and Dirty Dancing 2, and think they’re all right.
8. I’ve never walked out of a film at the cinema (yet).
9. I seem to have been genetically gifted with large lungs, but cursed with migraine headaches.
10. In relation to women, I’ve rebuffed far more offers than I have accepted.

Those were (some of) my truths, now tell me yours. Seriously, send in your surprising boasts/confessions to surprisesurprise@johnsoanes.co.uk, and I’ll post the most knee-bucklingly staggering ones (let me know if you’d rather I withheld your name) … that should help make this post seem less self-absorbed.

Well, perhaps.

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