Once upon a Monday night dreary, while I pondered weak and… Dammit! Originality young Greg! Review of Nemesis Games that I had not originally intended to write – it just happened Anyway, towards the end of last week my work sucked me dry enough that I barely touched a computer for several days. Hence no blog posts not even much blog reading. Instead I read a science fiction novel called
Today I will ramble on about two things. The first is the restoration and colouring of an old photo. The second is my current thoughts on my writings (novels, novellas, short stories). The old photo As some of you may remember I started work on restoring and colouring a pre-1890 photo of my great grandfather William Clark Curling (of Hernhill, Kent).
Hi all, I must apologise for a lack of activity over the past 3 or 4 days. I’ve had a dreadful cold that really knocked me around. On the bright side I did finish reading Peter F Hamilton’s “The Abyss Beyond Dreams” while bedridden. So I figured that I would write a book review as I once did quite a bit on Amazon. I will also try to avoid any
Memories, like old photos, can fade. Perhaps now that we are in the digital age that metaphor will itself fade away. Who knows? For much of my life I have used cheap cameras. Most of my photographs were taken with a second-hand Russian camera that was old when I bought it in 1983. This happenstance was not due to me being a cheapskate, albeit I cannot deny that accusation. It
Some things you just have to touch. Sure, you can stand there and admire them. You can even fantasise about the touch of them beneath your finger tips. But looking is not sufficient. And fantasies can be so… frustrating. Oh yes, I remember it like it was yesterday. I had to get my hands onto them. Everything that was me demanded that I do so. And yet there was a
Change is inevitable. Sometimes it is good. Sometimes it is bad. But always it just… is. Once upon a time the spit of land between Cronulla and Kurnell (south of Sydney, Australia) was famous for its sand hills. I guess that in previous decades those same sand hills may have stretched further. What makes me think this? I have memories of reading old newspapers from before my time
I have been nominated by Creakingbones to partake of the Five Photos, Five Stories challenge. I’m actually quite stoked, because it gives me five consecutive days of not only talking about myself but also posting
As the title suggest, I have been up to a couple of things today. Actually, even more than that. My daughter turns 11 in a week’s time, so rather than clean up my art studio from the storms, I’ve been trying to make the back yard presentable for a party. Back to wretched lawn mowing! Luckily another storm saved me by late afternoon. Ozlife What was Ozlife? Well, its full
Hi all 🙂 I’ve finished making the next episode of Finding Forgotten Inspiration. This time I’m at the top of
Hi folks, as you recall, the whole point of my “Finding Forgotten Inspiration” videos is to get ideas for my writing. So the obvious question after watching the video on Bath is “what inspirations did I get?” I list two below. I also tell you my next destination, due next weekend perhaps. Layers of stories The first and foremost is that humans tell stories and layer them. It’s very like
