Andrew McEwan's Blog: Words Are the Gravy On the Mashed Potato of Life - Posts Tagged "alien"
SUBMISSION
I went to bed at 3.15 this morning and got up approx twelve hours later. Sons of Anarchy is partially to blame, a soap opera with a body count and more hilarity than a Benny Hill sketch from back in the day. And there's a sixth season! Geordie Jax must have better things to do...
I don't watch much TV as it happens. Seldom at all during the week. One reason is I get shoutly, especially at the BBC. So I'm mostly limited to downloads and Netflix at weekends, with beer. Lately, however, this routine has grown tiresome. Often I find Twitter more entertaining. I am beguiled by my computer monitor. In the past this meant endless eBay trawling; only eBay ain't what it used to be. I used to buy and sell Apple Macs on a regular basis but everything is overpriced these days and bargains are hard to come by. Then there's the fraud. This year I've been involved in half a dozen disputes, more than in the previous ten years. The result is money tied up in PayPal and lots of wasted time. Bonne nuit to that.
Right now I'm halfway through a second edit of THUMP, the book formerly known as Spare Parts For Spaceships. I hate it, or parts of it, but I reckon several further mutations may result in something original and worthy of a revisit. There is to be a second volume, although ultimately the two may merge. This is the first SF I've written in years, and whilst it's fun the genre throws up a whole new set of problems. Watch this space.
I've submitted the first three chapters along with a synopsis (Why can't I write a decent synopsis?) to an agent. My first submission anywhere for a while. It would be nice to have some agenting but I'm not holding my breath. Again. Watch this space.
Speaking of help I'm heading to the doctor's Tuesday. Hmmm. A pattern emerging here. Yes, it's years since I saw a doctor. There are clearly a lot of inexplicable gaps in my life. Anyway. To cut a long story short I'm tired. I need help. I need drugs. I've been fighting depression for over thirty years and I can't do it any more. Not alone. Because in space no-one can hear you scream.
Wish me luck.
I don't watch much TV as it happens. Seldom at all during the week. One reason is I get shoutly, especially at the BBC. So I'm mostly limited to downloads and Netflix at weekends, with beer. Lately, however, this routine has grown tiresome. Often I find Twitter more entertaining. I am beguiled by my computer monitor. In the past this meant endless eBay trawling; only eBay ain't what it used to be. I used to buy and sell Apple Macs on a regular basis but everything is overpriced these days and bargains are hard to come by. Then there's the fraud. This year I've been involved in half a dozen disputes, more than in the previous ten years. The result is money tied up in PayPal and lots of wasted time. Bonne nuit to that.
Right now I'm halfway through a second edit of THUMP, the book formerly known as Spare Parts For Spaceships. I hate it, or parts of it, but I reckon several further mutations may result in something original and worthy of a revisit. There is to be a second volume, although ultimately the two may merge. This is the first SF I've written in years, and whilst it's fun the genre throws up a whole new set of problems. Watch this space.
I've submitted the first three chapters along with a synopsis (Why can't I write a decent synopsis?) to an agent. My first submission anywhere for a while. It would be nice to have some agenting but I'm not holding my breath. Again. Watch this space.
Speaking of help I'm heading to the doctor's Tuesday. Hmmm. A pattern emerging here. Yes, it's years since I saw a doctor. There are clearly a lot of inexplicable gaps in my life. Anyway. To cut a long story short I'm tired. I need help. I need drugs. I've been fighting depression for over thirty years and I can't do it any more. Not alone. Because in space no-one can hear you scream.
Wish me luck.
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