Friday, July 31, 2009

Chapters

For want of something to post, here are the chapter titles for my novel; I decided today to add titles as part of the final polish before the tome wings its way out to agents ...

1. The Story Keeper Talks of Beginnings
2. Delesse
3. Tuuke
4. The Naming of the Parts
5. Shapeis
6. Tabeed
7. The Sexing of Humanity
8. Bassakesh
9. The Groom's Party
10. The Burning Woman's Tale
11. The Beloved Courtesan
12. Loetopas
13. Behin of the Fifteenth
14. The Pig at the Feast
15. The Contract Celebrations
16. At the House of Varoul
17. The Gods on the Hill
18. Sheslan
19. The Death of Sama-Lovare
20. Rumours and Gossip
21. The Marking of the Bounds
22. Fear
23. A Festival of Imps
24. Loken
25. Beyond the City Walls
26. Politics
27. The Gods in the Jungle
28. Boats on the Taete
29. The Pride of Lachlasser
30. The Feral Life
31. At the Estates of the Emperor (Deceased)
32. How Ancestors are Honoured in Viyame
33. Diplomacy
34. Little Sosunda
35. The Guardsman Investigates his City's Murder
36. Parlay
37. Disaster
38. Consummation

Chapters 1-7 are still available to read on the Authonomy website

Sunday, July 26, 2009

See, this is why I want to learn Greek

Εν τη Oδώ
- Κ.Π. Καβάφης

Το συμπαθητικό του πρόσωπο, κομμάτι ωχρό·
τα καστανά του μάτια, σαν κομένα·
είκοσι πέντ’ ετών, πλην μοιάζει μάλλον είκοσι·
με κάτι καλλιτεχνικό στο ντύσιμό του
- τίποτε χρώμα της κραβάτας, σχήμα του κολλάρου —
ασκόπως περπατεί μες στην οδό,
ακόμη σαν υπνωτισμένος απ’ την άνομη ηδονή,
από την πολύ άνομη ηδονή που απέκτησε.

... because, you know, I've read the translations and something is telling me that they have nothing but the words of the original in them ...

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Treason

1. Go read Matt Taibbi's article in Rolling Stone - The Great American Bubble Machine.

2. Make sure you read the whole article.

3. Do some seething.

There used to be a time when coin clippers - because that is exactly what the senior executives of Goldman Sachs and their like are, what with their bubble profits and bonuses - could be charged with treason.

I'd also suggest that such a reckless, massive attack on the market economy is no different to terrorism - and people who engineer such profit-driven endeavours are no better than economic terrorists. If Goldman Sachs was a nation state, would we not now be at war with them?

See, I'm still seething about this whole mess. And so far the only people I see being punished for these crimes against society are the victims. And that is wrong.

Maybe we can't prosecute these bastards for treason. But that doesn't mean that we can't change the law to make sure that anyone who tries these scams against us again do have to face the full force of our rage.

Friday, July 24, 2009

And a cover for the novel

... because we can't do one without the other:

Cover for The Gods in the Jungle book

Somehow I don't think I'll be getting a job in a graphics design studio anytime soon.

SpinTrap - book cover

That TextNovel place encourages people to upload cover designs for their serial books - which is well enough because the default cover they use is pig-ugly. So I had to knock this one up quickly:

SpinTrap serial book cover

Scary, huh? Would you pick up a book with that on the front?

Thursday, July 23, 2009

You know my blog story ...

... that I was posting here a while back?

Well, I've found a new place to post it - a place that allows folks to read it online or on their phone and all sorts of interesting ways.

The venue is called Textnovel and the first three sections of the story - which has a brand spanking new name just to celebrate: 'SpinTrap' - are already up. New sections will be added every few days (just like they were when I was posting to the blog).

Does either of you need more enticing? Here's the short blurb:

Kal is not having the best of times: his friends have deserted him; the city around him has changed; and the man whose head he lives in knows he is there. And now he has to save the world - though working out what's threatening the world is proving to be a problem too ...

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Pitch my novel

Sounds kinda dirty, doesn't it. But if I want to get my novel published (and I do, I really do) then I've got to pitch it to people who think they might be able to generate themselves (and me) some profit out of my words.

Which is where The Pitch Parlour comes in. Out of the very kindness of her heart, Miss Pitch has set up a venue which allows aspiring wannabes like me a chance to test their pitch packages on real-life people, who are more than happy to point out the weaknesses and stupidities that can so easily creep into this most important aspect of getting a novel published.

Miss Pitch posted my package today: the query letter; the synopsis; and the opening 2,000 words. Please do pop over there and throw some mud at my efforts, or even just vote YES or NO. And while you're over there, do have a quick gander at the other pitches already posted - we all could use the feedback, even if you're not an agent or editor!

Oh, and if the story grabs either of you, I've got the first five chapters on display over at the Authonomy website. They're free to read and crit.

And can I just throw a big, wide open Thank You to Miss Pitch for coming up with her Pitch Parlour idea.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Rainbow Rik

That Reb Livingston casually included a link to Pamela Oslie's Auracolors website, where you can take an online multiple choice quiz to discover the colours of your aura, and in particular your life colours.

Kay, I'm a sucker for a good psychological or psychic profile test. Just the other day I found myself on the Belbin website paying for a personal report! Which would suggest that my personal life colour should be "sucker", but there you go.

Anyways, I took the aura test. Turns out that my life colour (by a big margin) is crystal, with a variety of tans and a streak of orange battling on the fringes. To summarise Ms Pamela's summary of what crystal-types are:

Crystals have clear auras and are known as the "aura chameleons" - their auras change to match those of the people they are connecting with at the time, taking on the characteristics, behavior patterns, emotions and thoughts of that color. This makes them likeable to many people, but also confusing ... Crystals can be a clear conduit or channel for healing energy. Being natural healers, the Crystals' gift is to help their clients clear blockages, thereby enabling the clients' own natural healing processes to take place ... Crystals do not always understand their healing abilities. It can often frighten and confuse them or cause them to feel overwhelmed. These rare souls are often physically fragile and delicate.


My high ranging tans (logical, sensitive and environmental, with abstract lagging down the list) apparently provide me with good connections between my mental, physical and emotional spheres. Which is fine, I suppose: what's the point of having healing powers if your own connections are all clugged with crap?

The appearance of orange amid all those tans was a bit of a puzzler. I certainly don't see myself as a "thrill-seeker and daredevil of the aura spectrum". But when I sit down and think about it, there is a certain part of my life where that is exactly what I am - I'll leave it to your imaginations to, well, imagine the circumstances where I get a bit of a thrill-risk on ...

Is this any more accurate that the Belbin test I paid for, or my consistent INTJ ranking on Myers-Briggs thingy? Well, I'm not yet convinced that those psychological evaluations have a solid foundation in science - I sometimes wonder if the bods will ever come up with a scientifically rigorous methodology for evaluating personality - so what the heck. I must have healing hands!

Which is a wierd bugger, because I've been to see two psychics in my life, and both of them have told me - unequivocally - that my life's work is to do with healing. Is my aura really that obvious? And if yes, has anyone got a healing manual they could lend us?

Monday, July 20, 2009

Would you read this book?

The Gods in the Jungle: one page synopsis

The jungle city of Bassakesh holds the keys to the future of the Vreski Empire. This small city in the jungle is the sole source of the Vedegga dye, which generates enormous wealth for those who control its production and trade. Delesse, the Governor's daughter, is marrying Loken - heir to one of the most powerful families in the Empire. While Loken travels to Bassakesh to collect his betrothed, Delesse learns the secrets of keeping a man happy from Julyeis and Shapeis, Servants employed by her mother, Temis.

Servants are a society within a society: the Servants of Bassakesh are led by Maeduul - the Story Keeper - who also happens to be Temis's companion, given to her by the Emperor himself as a wedding gift. As preparations for the ceremony continue, a new Servant - Kebezzu - arrives in the city: her work is to spread the prophesies of the 'Burning Woman'. Many Servants find her message appealing, but Maeduul mistrusts her, and asks Julyeis to keep an eye on the woman and the child she has brought with her, whom Kebezzu claims is a reincarnation of the Burning Woman.

Loken arrives in Bassakesh accompanied by his uncle, Loetopas, and his friend Sheslan. Another surprise arrival is Feyn, Temis's oldest sister and the Emperor's longstanding mistress, along with Imperial soldiers led by Commander Behin, who is a childhood friend of Tuuke, the Guardsman of Burramesh. On the evening of the contract ceremony Julyeis discovers Sheslan suffering from a high fever; fearful that he may be carrying a deadly plague, she moves him to a place where he is discovered by Imperial soldiers, but they are unable to save him.

Tuuke investigates Sheslan's death, learning that he is an unintended victim of a plan by Loetopas to disrupt the dye harvest. Tuuke also uncovers Kebezzu's work among the Servants who harvest the dye. But he is too late: plague engulfs the city, killing many. As chaos descends, Loken publicly repudiates his family - his uncle and father had murdered his older, disabled brother - and stays in the city to help while Loetopas escapes by boat upriver to the city of Viyame. Kebezzu also convinces many of the Servants to leave the city and leads them on foot through the jungle towards the refuge of the 'hidden settlements' north of Viyame.

As the plague subsides, Feyn convinces Temis that the best opportunity to save her children and the city is to let her take Delesse and Loken to the Old City, where the Emperor has his court. Tuuke is also keen to chase down Loetopas, and Maeduul is determined to stop Kebezzu. Maeduul reveals that Bassakesh, isolated as it is from the rest of the country, is the main plank of a secret experiment by the Emperor to end the caste divisions that bedevil his Empire. But as they journey upriver their boat is boarded by Behin, who reveals that the Emperor is dead and he has been ordered to arrest them all.

Meanwhile Shapeis and Julyeis become separated as they walk through the jungle; Julyeis finds the river and is rescued by Delesse and Loken, while Shapeis stays with Kebezzu and looks after her child. Tuuke learns much from Julyeis about the Servants' plans. When they arrive in Viyame, the Bassakeshi convince Behin that they must work to stop Loetopas and his brother Puusen gaining the throne, and bring them to justice for unleashing plague on their city. Together, they capture Kebezzu and Shapeis, leaving the way clear for Loken and Delesse to confront Loetopas. When he attempts to murder them both, Tuuke kills him.

This story, which takes place on a planet far from Earth, is an investigation of the drives and beliefs of the various strata of a crumbling society, through the eyes of those immediately involved in the events which bring an Empire to its knees.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Pride and Twitterverse

Go read it now.

I had to do Pride and Prejudice for my 'O' level English Literature course ... yet the memory still shudders me. If only Twitter had been around 20 years ago.