A quick review of Minions and some other jabberings on :)
Still recovering from recent workload. So anyway, I took my family to the movies. I personally love animated movies if they are done well, so there was no doubt that
Still recovering from recent workload. So anyway, I took my family to the movies. I personally love animated movies if they are done well, so there was no doubt that
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
OK folks, today’s self-indulgent post will cover my: progress on my novel revision plans for a daring new art work (well, daring for me) countdown to Europe (yippee!!!!) Novel Revision Every day at work at least one person will ask me how the novel is going. So far its been going almost two years. Eeeeek. I had intended to write it in six months and be a world famous author within
A big thanks to those people who responded to my request for help regarding my sixteen year old female character. Based upon those responses and some thought I have built a profile. I also thought back all those years to a few teenage girls whom I had “Deep and Meaningfuls” with when I was a young man. So here it is, below the picture I created of her some months