Thursday, September 20, 2012

SpecFicNZ Blogging week Episode 4

And on we rush....seven days, seven drabbles, One story.....

Panathea - Bunyip Girl of Prophecy - part 4

Another city block collapsed but Grunt wasn’t bothered. If he caught the Bunyip girl, all would be forgiven. He ordered the copdroids on, but the Street scum were putting up one hell of a fight.
 
The gang made their last stand at the last block. Most copdroids assaulted the front. Grunt took a smaller squad to the rear to capture any escaping Bunyip girl.
 
Suddenly, the copdroids fell silent. A gun was pushed into Grunt’s ear.
 
“Override command for copdroids; takes a while to work, eh?” said Panathea.
 
“You’re under arrest,” said Grunt.
 
“And you’re going to die,” said Pan.
 
3 episodes to go...but what has been prophesised? And have I thundered towards a finale way too soon?

SpecFic NZ Blogging week - Episode 3

Oops, missed yesterday so will have to do two today...

Seven days, seven drabbles, ONE story: Episode 3 of:

"Panathea - Bunyip Girl of Prophecy"

Inspector Grunt was called to Big Kahuna himself.
“We got it sweet right now,” he said, “Them poor, they is oppressed, they is hungry, they is broken. Which means they is happy. Which means us one-percenters is happy. Whole world is happy, eh?”
Grunt said nothing.
“ ’Cept for this Bunyip gang!”
“Just a bunch of kids, boss,” said Grunt.
“They busted the Records Office. Kid’s stuff, eh?”
“OK, they’re organised kids?”
“Zat so? How ‘bout that bunyip kid prophecy? Prophecy you was supposed to have nixed, like years ago.”
“We’ll nix it now,” said Grunt, “Nix it real hard.”
More later...

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

SpecFicNZ Blogging week day 2

First things first, Episode 2 of "Panathea - Bunyip Girl of Prophecy"

Mama Bunyip found the baby Panathea, almost dead, in the sewer. Most Bunyips would just eat the human child.
But Mama Bunyip had the Touch and saw there was something about that girl. Touch said Prophecy.
So Pan was raised by Bunyips in the dark and stinking tunnels beneath the City.
Pan was 13 when Mama Bunyip died; her protection among the other Bunyips gone. She climbed to the streets above.
Most stray teenage girls were chewed up and spat out by the Streets.
But Pan was raised by Bunyips. The other Street scum soon found out what that meant.


More excitement tomorrow....

I was interviewed today by Debbie Howell as part of Spec Fic NZ Blogging week and my answers are on her excellent blog - (http://deberelene.wordpress.com/2012/09/18/author-interview-richard-barnes/#more-1399) She writes about far more interesting things than me as well.

In return I chucked some questions to her. And please, I'm sure Debbie's ignorance of Doctor Who is just an accident of circumstance and not an appalling lack of taste, after all, she correctly identifies Tim Tams as being better than Toffee Pops:

Tim Tams or Toffee Pops?
I think I'd have to go TimTams ... That's a bit of an eye-opener, eh? When I was younder, it would definitely have been Toffee Pops. But, I guess, my sweet tooth isn't quite what it once was.
On the other hand, Toffee Pops thrown in a food processor (a whole packet) with some cream cheese (250g?? I think ... been a while), whizzed, rolled into balls and covered in choc sprinkles, or chopped peanuts, or whatever .... divine ... let me repeat - DI-VINE.

What was the best meal you ever had?
Hmm .. There are a few that I vaguely remember, but the one I can actually describe, was the old version of the Moonriver Salmon from Lone Star (did I say I was classy? Hey, Lone Star used to do good value meals ... now they're expensive, but they give us free meals for our birthdays ...). The salmon was served on noodles. The noodles had some sort of brown sauce on it ... soy, mixed with oyster, perhaps? (I think that's what I did when I recreated it at home, anyway). But the best bit? The aoli with just a hint of wasabi through it ... YUM!

And which movie can you watch over and over again?
Much to my husband's chagrin: UHF (aka "The Videot from UHF"), aka: Weird Al's movie. But, last time we watched it (I found another person who hadn't seen it! Yay! I had to enlighten them ... but, no, you don't borrow the DVD, I must watch with you ...) hubby still laughed. I think he just groans about it for show. It's a funny movie. Otherwise, there's the classics like "The Neverending Story", "Dirty Dancing", "Cocktail", and of course "Star Wars". I suppose Michael Jackon's "This Is It" counts as a movie, so that one slides in there, too.

Who is best Doctor Who?
Erm ... next? (oops)

What piece of writing are you most proud of and why?
I'm going to say I have two. I have a short story called "Oasis", which I was challenged to write last year by the Canaries from thecanaryreview.com. I had been lamenting over how much harder it was to write fiction than non-fiction (once the research has been done, of course), and that led to a challenge to write 10 pages, double-spaced in three days, with the prompt: "Main character wakes up with no memory, a stolen animal (your pick), and an incessant cough". The cough was easy - I had a cold at the time, myself. It was tough - I was sick and I had to turn all dragon-lady-ish over my writing time, banishing hubby and toddler from the house as often as possible, but I did it ... and then that story went on to earn 2nd place in a local Writers' Workshop contest. Not too shappy.
 And, of course, I'm proud of my novel, "Healer's Touch". It started out as nothing more than a way to pass the time when I was temping. I found myself with the most mind-numbing job of sitting there waiting for the phone to ring so I could put the caller through to the person they actually wanted to talk to ... Yeah ... no "Press 1 for so-and-so", nope, you got me for that. In between phone calls, there was nothing for me to do (and for security reasons the internet was pretty well locked down, so no email, no FB, no games ...). And so, I turned to pen and paper.
 What started out as nothing rekindled my relationship with the written word (I had left fiction behind in my pursuit of a scientific career ... yeah, that turned out well). And now I'm due to publish it early next year! Of course, the story bears little resemblance to those early days, although my original MC is still there, he's just been relegated. Also, I wasn't going to have magic, initially ... I wanted a "real world", with scientific explanations. But, magic is fun to play with, so I brought that in, and the story shaped itself from there.
 So, yeah, keep an eye out for "Healer's Touch" in 2013 (o:

Outliner or Pantster?
I started out as a pantster because I wasn't even trying. But once I got it on my head that I'd like the story to really be something, I drafted an outline here and there, and I applied story structure - woo! Sure, I had a go at writing off on other tangents, but I did, ultimately, return to the outline I kind of had in the back of my head from way back when. Sure, I've slipped in parts of my experiments, but on the whole, I stuck to my vague plan, that became less vague as time went on.
 These days, I find myself more comfortable with something in the way of a plan in mind. But, if I start hearing voices in my head, then those scenes get written down as is, ready to go where they are needed.
I think I am a Pantsliner? Hmm ... that doesn't sound right ...

Do you have a day job?
Oh yes. Technically 2, I guess. I have a part-time job as well as being a mum. Luckily being mum to a toddler means I get day-time sleep times to write/read/interwebs, for now ...

Lady Macbeth is often seen as the Fourth witch. Discuss.
 Oh, gosh ... Been too long since I checked out any Shakespeare. And my favourite was always "A Midsummer Night's Dream", so I'm a little lost on the witches ... and Macbeth. Better add them to my reading list, eh?

Monday, September 17, 2012

SpecFicNZ Blogging week 2012 - It's ON!!!

SpecFicNZ Blogging week is with us again, and once again I challenge myself to seven posts, seven days, seven drabbles (so seven, exactly, one hundred word episodes) and ONE story.

Last year's effort was called "Going Down" (click here to find part one and go from there) and it was completely made up day by day.

This time round, I've done some more thinking ahead of time...well, I did two parts. Parts 3 - 7 may be a little more improvised.

Without further ado, I present Part One of:

"Panathea - Bunyip Girl of Prophecy!!"

Panathea was born to the sound of gunfire. The copdroids had nearly broken through to her parent’s house.
A bullet took her exhausted Mum. Chester, her Dad, put Pan in the nurse-o-matic and dropped her into the sewer. Prophecy said she would survive. He went to face the authorities.
“Where’s the kid?” growled Sergeant Grunt. Chester’s life dribbled from his bullet holes.
“Gone.” Chester died smiling.
Grunt blasted the only copdroid with him. The public would hear Chester the terrorist was dead. Grunt’s superiors would hear the child was dead. No child, no prophecy.
Prophecies? Surely, they were just crap.

More thrills and spills tomorrow...

Log on to SpecFicNZ and see what else is going on during the blogging week.

And while you're here - go to Smashwords and buy my awesome ebook:
 "The Royal Wedding from Hell"

Go On...you know you want to. I can promise that Prince Harry does not appear naked in it, nor does Princess Kate for that matter. And it's available in all e-formats, so you can read it on Kindle, Kobo and everything else, even just plain old pdf.


 

Friday, July 13, 2012

THE ROYAL WEDDING FROM HELL - NOW AVAILABLE!!!

It's out. Editing done, formatting done, cover done, uploaded to Smashwords and has even had ONE whole actual, full price sale!!!

Yes - the novella the world has been waiting for has hit the Internet in ebook form:

"The Royal Wedding from Hell"

Click this link and BUY IT NOW for the ridiculously low price of just US$ 1.99 (in fact, you can get it for just $1.49 until the end of July). Oh, go on, you know you want to.

"Relive the Royal Wedding of Kate and Wills, but this time, with demons, swordfights and car chases. All of the romance, all of the pageantry, all of the flesh hungry beasts of the abyss. Join Kate, Wills, Harry and Pippa as they take on ancient forces of darkness, hordes of monsters and a plethora of possessed celebrities. It's the Royal Wedding from Hell"

Thursday, June 14, 2012

A distinct lack of activiy caused by Game of Thrones

I’ve been writing...

Not a lot actually, my friendly PHD in English Lit did a thorough proof-read of ‘The Royal Wedding from Hell” and I’m slowly implementing the changes. I’m pleased to say there weren’t that many, I’m just finding it way too easy to watch telly than sit down at my PC - in particular Game of Thrones is the best TV show in years.

Sod it – I WILL finish the final edit. AND, I WILL finish the cover (surely karma, there’s a lot of articles about covers floating round the NZ Spec Fic community right now), AND I will get the story formatted and published on Smashwords, then Amazon, then everywhere else I can find....

As for new stuff... there are things afoot that will get my creative juices flowing. First up is a new New Zealand sci-fi anthology - a follow up to the cracking “A Foreign Country” (which featured my story “Miramar is Possum Free”).

Submissions to the new anthology (provisionally called “Regenerations”) are open to the end December 2012. Which means I’ll probably finish something and get it submitted just before cracking open the New Years champagne.

AND, I will run my fastest ever Half-Marathon on June 24th around Wellington Harbour.

Now – go and buy “Tales from the Bell Club”, featuring my horror story, “The Girl in the Cabin.” – it’s available as an ebook and in a re-cycled tree version.
GO ON, GO BUY IT NOW!!!! Please.

And today’s drabble.....Game of Thrones, Season 1, in 100 words
(WARNING BIG SPOILERS – DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED THE SHOW OR READ THE BOOK)

Under duress, Ned Stark decided to confess to being a traitor rather than denounce the new King, Joffrey Lannister, as the bastard son of his Mother and her twin brother. Joffrey still had Lord Stark’s head.
Ned’s family declares war on the Lannisters. Lord Tywen sends his dwarf son, Tyrian to the capital to be the King’s Hand. Turmoil engulfs the Seven Kingdoms.
Across the sea, Daenerys, the sole heir of the old Mad King, has hatched three baby dragons, and swears vengeance.
In the north, the Night’s Watch see that the White Walkers are rising.
And winter is coming....

Thursday, May 3, 2012

First draft done...and we wait for first reactions

It's always great to finish something, or at least, get it to a state when you can't go any further without several second pairs of eyes. And so it was that I came to the (first) finishing of "The Royal Wedding from Hell".

The first edit was fun - taking that very first, warts and all version, re-reading it, giving every major chunk a number, making a wee post-it note for each chunk and then arranging and re-arranging bits to make sure it all makes sense, re-writing some bits completely, cutting out bits and writing all new bits (like how I somehow missed a major character getting killed - he was there one moment, then gone the next).

So after a week or two of that, I reached a version that can be passed out to my 2nd readers, including a Phd in English Literature who is excellent at the hardcore grammatical proofreading, as well as annoyingly good and honest story critique. Though it did make my teeth grate when I handed the manuscript over and she said "ah, a misplaced apostrophe" a second later.....

So with the actual writing bit finished (for a week or so surely) I can take it easy, right?

NO, because I have to knock up a cover for my novella. I have gone back to my faithful old desktop PC, still running Windows XP (Service Pack 3), still running very well and clear of bugs (mainly because it is not connected to the Internet) and still with PaintShop Pro installed on it.

I've not touched PaintShop Pro for years since the photo editing tools that come with Windows 7 are good enough these days, but, I need logos and layers and fancy fonts and some way to make a blood splattered effect.

And cover design is interesting - just casting my eye along the shelves of the bookshops or around Amazon and I realise that there's an awful lot of ways to put your name and the name of the story on the front cover. Name above, or name below title?

Along with cover, I need to make some kind of similar themed banner for the blog, and thumbnail versions, and other little logos to go here and there for Facebook and so on.

And then - I have to make sure the finished, finished version is formatted to go through the Smashwords convertor, then figure how to do all that again for Amazon.

And then try to plug the whole thing - it would be nice to have someone buy it in the end. And maybe even read it.

It is all a great exercise though - and hopefully I can put it all to good use again when I get to writing and publishing "MechaObama vs The Angel Romney".

And now, 100 words of awesome Prince Harry and Pippa action from The Royal Wedding from Hell (2nd readers version, very subject to later editing...)

“Cover your ears,” said Harry. Pippa did as she was told as Harry hit another switch.
A sonic shockwave pulsed out from the car and the dozen or so armed cops were thrown backwards.
“Woah,” said Pippa.
Harry clutched his head. Blood trickled from his nose. “So that’s what happens with that,” he gasped.
“Harry, get us to the church on time,” said Pippa.
He shook his head to clear it and pumped his foot to the floor again. The car shot forward, hurtling towards police barriers and the tower of Big Ben.
They roared past the Houses of Parliament.