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Okay, sue me — I love alliteration. It’s the Anglo-Saxon and Old Norse poetry what are to blame. Besides, these are words that are fun to say out loud. Go on, do it. I’ll wait.
Okay? So the “whoosh” is because January is nearly done. Eeek! How has the first month of 2012 passed by so quickly? I suppose starting off the year with a fun visit from Miss Wendy and then beginning to teach a course has something to do with that. And I have been writing madly, too. Another whoosh must be the wings of the now-captured Clepington Owl, so alas, I will not get a chance to see her when I get back to Dundee shortly. I’m sure the cats are glad. Yes, more PR from the zeitgeist in advance of Owl Stretching. Hope to hear the release date soon!
I have a short story up at Short-Story.Me — a little gruesome tale called “Yuletide Feast” that probably would have been a little more timely last month, but you know how it is. I actually wrote this years ago and recently discovered that it had not been published (how does that go, you may ask: well, scrolling through my Stories folder looking for something that I can’t remember what title I gave >_< and seeing a title that I also don’t remember… see why I need minions?!) and sent it off. Bingo.
I have also received an award from the lovely Jeanne Andrew: The Versatile Blogger Award. The rules of this harmless bit of fun are: to thank those that nominated you; to copy-and-paste the award logo in your own blog; to tell your readers seven random facts about you; and to nominate further blogs that you follow, and let them know.
Right, here goes: Thank you, Funny Girl Jeanne. You are a delight of my Twitter timeline 🙂
Seven random things about me:
1) My favourite thing on the new iPad: bongos! Seriously.
2) I watched Jaws for the umpteenth time last night and it never gets old.
3) I like to sing along with Dusty Springfield and make all her dramatic arm gestures.
4) I wish I could have met Peter Cook just once, to see those eyes and hear that laugh.
5) I want to write sparkling prose that will live forever; I get around the anxiety and paralysis this causes by telling myself, “Well, not today obviously.”
6) There is an indestructible happiness inside me.
7) I don’t know where the stories I write come from; I just try to be friends with my head, as the great Russell Hoban put it, and simply write down what it tells me. So far, that’s been working out.
Right: so here are some blogs you ought to be checking out, i.e the award winners! Some of these will be to give a kick in the muse for the folks I point to, as they have been neglectful of their blogs [gives severe look]. I see Mr B has already received one recently, so I won’t add him to the list, but you should always drop by his gaff for some laffs (yes, spelled that way).
Lochee has has not updated his blog since posting some fetching pictures of Karen Gillan. Tsk!
The fabulous QoE always has some wonderful new art up. Stop by and show her the love.
Miss Wendy will surely have some stories to share about her visit here soon.
The lovely jubbly Chloë also has a blog! She will delight and amuse you.
Have you checked out the Apocalypse Girls? If not, why not! And while you’re at it, be sure to drop by UnBound to catch up on all the latest. They will be covering Alt.Fiction, where I will be doing a one-on-one with Graham Joyce (gulp!) about the darkness of fairy tales, as well as another explaining why pretty much all Alan Moore adaptations suck — and probably reading some flash fiction in the open mic.
The usual suspects: if you’re reading my blog, chances are you already read Todd, Patti and Elena as well: if you don’t I simply have to ask, Are you mad?! Hee. You have all been given the versatile blogger award: no speeches required, just take a moment to reflect on the work that you’ve done and pat yourself on the back.
Well, that should give the rest of you plenty to get started reading. Are you blogging? Do I know that? Should you be sending me a link? That’s the thing: we’re all busy people. I won’t know you’ve written something unless you tell me (see how I trumpet every little thing here). Share your words — that’s why you write, isn’t it? Whoogah!