Monthly Archives: December 2011

Why I’m Not a Poet

While I’m reading through The River for the umpteenth time, to get it prepared for its belated January launch, I thought I’d share something with you I found in an end of year clear out.

When I left school I started an Art and Design Interdisciplinary course at Leeds college of Art . The course wasn’t right for me & being the rash guy I am, I dropped out after five weeks (the first person ever to do so, I think). To tell my tutor I was leaving I secretly left this in her pigeon-hole and never returned.

I need to be free
Not rooted like a tree
As for me fee
I’m sorry to moan
But I’m stopping my loan
And that is why I’m ending ART COLLEGE!

The briefs were bad
This made me sad
I’m an artistic lad
Driven round the bend
I will no longer attend
And that is why I’m ending ART COLLEGE!

Models, I made one
Friends? I made none
So I’ll make myself gone
It was as bad as GCSE work
Making me feel a right berk
And that is why I’m ending ART COLLEGE!

Creativity & Thought were unused
Imagination, by bad briefs, abused
Yet I’m leaving unbruised
My confidence remains the same
No longer will I create anything lame
AND THAT IS THE END OF ART COLLEGE!

Daisy, with all her beauty and wisdom, found my copy of the above travesty of a poem and wrote me this in return – sometime later.

To Andrew, my dear
Your poem is queer
But it is a great thing to hear
It’s the cutest around
And it makes me so proud
That you had the guts to end ART COLLEGE!

I wish you all the best
And every success
(I don’t miss the mess)
Hope you get what you deserve
You sure have the nerve
And that is why you’ll like the REAL WORLD!

You are due a bit of fun
So, to Greece, for the sun
I’ll even buy you a bun
Anything to make you smile
If only for a while
You need to to survive in the REAL WORLD!

We picked the right life
I’ll soon by your wife
So you can live without strife
We’ll have each other to hold
Until we are old
So together, let’s go live in the REAL WORLD!

The world was probably a better place without either of these poems. But these, along with the thoughts of my tutors face as well as the retrospective knowledge that leaving was the right thing for me, make me smile.

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Knights Highlights – December 2011

2011 and beyond!

My take on some futuristic technology – including a little gem from The River

Data Danger

BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, Carrier IQ!

Profitable Protests

A topical commentary on how disorder can be orderly when it comes to balance sheets, profit and sales.

The Dark Side

Jailbreaking, crack and pirates.

The Mobile Christmas Challenge Part 1

A lonely soul, bereft of money, receives an altruistic text from a loving network.

The Mobile Christmas Challenge Part 2

Our hero continues his quest to have a great, electronic, Christmas.

The Ups and Downs of 2011

My take on a few of the more interesting apps and games in 2011

Windows Super Store

Microsoft make a bold statement, but can they match the high levels of expectations they’ve laid out?

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The Last Hurdle

Sigh.

In my book there is a character called Jeremiah. He stutters (with good reason). And like that character I want to shout and rave about how my book is ‘finished’ but all I manage is,

“f…f…fi…fi…fin…fin…”

Yesterday I received my first run of books – for family at Christmas. I’ve six copies – one for me. But as I’ve started going through it I’ve found several format issues, which I’d expected because until you’ve got a product in your hand you can never be 100% about how t looks. But I’ve also found a few grammatical mistakes and issues. And, most annoyingly, a random ‘2’ where I’ve obviously tried to type a “.

After all is complete I intend to publish a few blog articles on writing – my tips and tricks. Irrespective of the fact I’m one guy, without a publisher, my experience covers much of the basics of writing a book. I intend to cover subjects such as, ‘Just Write’, ‘Writing is Editing’ and the one most apt for today, ‘Step Away from the Project!’

It’s this last point that I’ve recently failed at. In my rush to get the book complete for Christmas I spent ten weeks putting my every free waking moment (including a mid-week all nighter) into editing the book. I literally had no time to step away from the book and return to it later.

Ordering six copies from Lulu and waiting for delivery (which wasn’t speedy) finally forced a much needed break onto me (although I remained busy with freelance work). Upon returning to the title I simply see what I couldn’t before. If I’d read the same sentence twenty times, which in some instances I have, I still would have missed problems without a break.

It’s the same effect as when you sleep on a problem. Often, when refreshed, any difficulty becomes clear.

Anyway, more on this later. The final, final (if there is ever such a thing) copy will be available in January.

I’m just dreading my mothers response,

“Eee man” she’ll say. Quickly followed by, “I’ve noticed lots of little problems”

And despite my protestations that, “yes, I’ve noticed,” she won’t believe me. I know external review is good – but parents are different, parent’s can be awfully crushing.

In the end, I’m a bit ambivalent about this recent delivery – the story is as excellent as ever, but the quality could be improved. I just want to be able to say I’m f… f… fi… fi… fin… fin.. fini… fini… finis… finis… ah, f**k it!

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The End is Nigh

Very few decisions remain in the run up to the completion and printing of ‘The River’. One final such decision is title iconography. At the moment I’m stuck between choice three and five of the below.

Choice three, for me, represents a good ‘sci-fi poster’ esque front cover and the gold/brown of my name borders the earthy colours of the bottom really well. Whereas number five is a bit more formal and book like. I’m going to sleep on it. Got to make my decision tomorrow!

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The River Risen

Like a good loaf of bread The River leaves its warm editing-oven soft and tasty.

Not perfect in every way it could be described as rough, but delicious. With a scrumptious storyline mixed with ok-to-good writing, the end result is something to be proud of.

More importantly, the God-awful task I set myself, of being completed by December, has been reached. It’s cooked, hopefully in time to give it to Lulu to distribute to friends and family for Christmas consumption.

And it’s with their consumption that the real test will come.

Maybe I used too much spelling-mistake seeds or the grains of grammar used were clunky and affront to top-text taste.

But, in a way, even if the responses I receive are ‘It tastes like ash’, ‘I don’t get it’, ‘It’s not my thing’, or just uneaten & binned silence, I’m not too bothered.

Prior to cooking the book my highest achievement was a set 2 English Horror story written a decade ago. I’ve gone from being unable to string a simple sentence together and struggling to articulate my point of view on a variety of subjects to writing a book, being a paid-for blogger and I feel I’ve gained an English skill I never before desired.

Furthermore I’ve let my imagination run wild. Into the mix I’ve poured not only Planet class ships, super-weapons, inner-screens, Quantum cores but also people, places, relationships and events. From time to time, very rarely, I’ve felt guilty, pleased, excited or a mixture of all three for what I’ve put my characters through.

And in a way, through them, I’ve been able to live in my imagination in a way I never thought possible.

Despite its rough and ready state & irrespective of how much consumption it gets, I’m sure to continue writing for the sheer pleasure it brings.

Bring on Fifty-Two

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