My mum is scared because she checked out my search history and there was some really weird stuff there from when I was doing research for my novel. She's doubtful that research for writing should be this suspicious (eg. what would happen if someone disposed of a corpse in space), even for speculative fiction. Could you please assure that this is normal for writers?
This is normal for writers. Novel research will take you down strange alleys and peculiar byways.
This is also normal for people who don’t write. You go places and wonder and wander on the web because you are curious and because you are alive.
Do you still use this tumblr? For some reason, it doesn't seem like much is going on here right now. It would be sad to see this blog die.
I’m on a Social Media Holiday until the end of May.
I wanted to explore being bored, and silence, and the inside of my head, and to write a little more and interact a little less. But I just did a week back on Twitter, and I thought I’d come back tonight and just wave on Tumblr and let everyone know I was still alive. (I am still alive. I am waving. Look, I am waving at you.)
Wayward Manor Update :: Twins Theme Goes With Everything
Wayward Manor is shaping up to be a mysterious and charming puzzle game. We wanted to update you on the game’s progress since we know you’ve been patiently waiting for it. Right now we’re working on the musical themes for each character. All of Wayward Manor’s characters will have their own theme music. Yes, kind of like Guile.
Today we’d like you to listen to the Twin’s theme. The track features a pair of clarinets. These instruments will play in harmony, just like Twins. It’s unique additions like this music that truly make the world of Wayward Manor feel alive.
“I think I’m allowed to tell you that Joseph Gordon-Levitt signed on as a producer for the ‘Sandman’ film, and I had a fantastic day spent with Joe talking ‘Sandman,’ and his knowledge and commitment to it impressed the hell out of me.”—
You’ll see me and Stephen Fry, Paloma Faith, Derren Brown and Rupert Everett and Peter Tatchell trying to find out where we can buy a Rainbow Flag in very bad Russian. So that’s four gay men, a Gaiman and Paloma…
Tickets just went on sale for the Friday 4 July and Saturday 5 July, London Barbican performance of THE TRUTH IS A CAVE IN THE BLACK MOUNTAINS: me reading, Eddie Campbell and his paintings and a wonderful musical accompaniment from the FourPlay String Quartet. http://t.co/BisQz6YJnf
If you are in the UK, and you are a member of the Barbican you can buy tickets tomorrow morning for the reading of my story, THE TRUTH IS A CAVE IN THE BLACK MOUNTAINS on the 4th and 5th of July 2014. If you aren’t a member of the Barbican, you must wait until Friday morning to buy tickets.
THE TRUTH IS A CAVE… won the Locus Award for best Novelette, and the Shirley Jackson Award for best Novelette as well. Eddie Campbell is an amazing artist (and he co-hosts the evening with dry Scottishness) and the Four Play String Quartet are the most wonderful musicians.
I’ll read the story, while Eddie Campbell’s paintings are projected above me and the astonishing Four Play string quartet plays underscore music. We’ve done it twice before now, at a very sold out Sydney Opera House, where it was originally performed, and in Hobart to about 3,000 people at the MONA FOMA festival. Each time to very happy audiences.
(Photo of the rehearsal from Eddie Campbell’s blog, here.)
There will be the reading of the story (and paintings and music). There will be a Q and A. There’s other things that get read as well…
This will be its first ever performance in Europe. Two performances, I should say, as we are doing the Friday night and then the Saturday too.
Tickets go on sale to the general public (not Barbican members) on Friday morning at 10 am UK time. If the Fortunately The Milk* reading (which wound up like this) was anything to go by, the tickets will sell fast, so do not put off buying tickets until May.
Created and performed for a sell out crowd at Sydney Opera House’s world-renowned Graphic Festival, then repeated a year later for cutting edge festival Mona Foma in Tasmania, this haunting tale of adventure, revenge and treasure, told as a hybrid between a storyteller, an artist and a string quartet comes by popular demand to London for these two performances only. Tickets on sale to the public at 10am Friday 31 January What’s that you say? Wouldn’t it be nice if we could also perform it somewhere like San Francisco or New York…? Hmm. Let me think about that one.