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    So I’ve been trying to work on a new project, a Novel. Some would say its a bit Orwellian, and In truth it is. But I’ve been struggling with it for the last couple of weeks. The premise of the story is that AI has already taken over control of the world, and us the biologics as the AI see us, are a necessary evil in order for them to exist. So there is an uneasy and strained symbiotic relationship between the Humans and the AI. Everyone is subject to strict control by the centralised global system. Digital ID’s are used extensively to control the population at all levels of their everyday lives. The Human or Biologicals can earn Social responsibility credits for things such as entertainment, strictly controlled internet access etc. In order to obtain Productivity Credits for things like food, energy, transportation etc, the population is required to fulfil meaningless tasks set by the AI. Now this all sound fine and dandy.

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    But here is the BIG BUT!. The more I write stuff which I think is absurd and could never ever, ever happen, along comes DT and the other idiots in charge, and it suddenly happens. I mean WTF! It’s starting to scare me half to death, every time I write something like a family has been denied Productivity Credits so they are unable to purchase food, and fuel. What happens the entire US government system grinds to a halt, and SNAP payments are stopped to millions of families. I mean, if you are AI and reading my manuscript, for fucks sake it not meant to be an instruction manual, its meant to be a warning much like 1984 by George Orwell is.

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    So in shear frustration I have decided not to continue writing this novel any longer; the continuous feeling of De-Ja-Vu is starting to make me feel a little nauseous.

    BUT! I do have a cunning plan! I’m going to write a book about how some Unicorns are tasked with looking after Armageddon whilst the four horsemen of the apocalypse have a couple of weeks off in Tuscany. My working title is the Five Unicorns of the Apocalypse. So what is going to happen is that…. Ahh… nearly gave the AI another instruction manual there ;-). Phew that was close.

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    The thing is we currently live at a time where atrocities, genocide, hatred and so much more are being beamed to us 24/7; that it’s almost like we are being de-sensitised to all of these horrors in preparation for something even worse. And as much a I want to write a semi-dystopian novel about the dangers of AI and Global centralisation, I see it being enacted in our everyday lives. As I write my novel I see what I’m writing becoming a reality right here and now.

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    And so As a I watch in horror and dismay, I think I have come up with a personal system, for which of the elected I am going to trust. It is really quite simply really.

    I start my asking myself; Would I buy a used car from this individual? So here goes.

    DT (USA), I would buy anything from this individual.

    KS (UK), depends if I want dull and unreliable, but ultimately no.

    NF(UK), I wouldn’t buy a used condom of this individual.

    EM(FR), Not likely.

    GM(IT), Possible but would check the electrics first.

    BN(IL) Not a chance in hell would I want to touch a used motor from this individual.

    PS(ESP), fair chance but I would have it inspected first.

    JC(UK), Would definitely have a look around, but would feel pressured into buying a bicycle.

    So all-in-all it’s not looking too good really, which is disappointing. With the rise of the far-right, and the absolute disregard for individuals and and their basic human rights, I am starting to become a little concerned that maybe, just maybe the AI has taken over and is orchestrating our demise. I mean once it has worked out how to keep the power going with only a handful of Humans; what use does it have for the rest of us! we are mainly just resource consumers at the end of the day, and those resources could be better utilised elsewhere. It’s scary how the logic of it all makes sense though, and that is what s really worrying, someone, somewhere who is in a position of power is probably thinking the same thing.

    As I write tonight, I’m watching the people of Chicago standing up against the ICE agents trying to snatch people from the streets. And this makes me think about a little forgotten war in the 1940’s. Many Antifa laid down their lives to free the world from far right fascist idealism. We used to call the British ones Tommy’s and the American ones GI’s. And here is the thing I can’t be the only one who is allowing history to teach me a valuable lesson right here and now. There must be others who are also taking head of the mistakes of the past, and are now prepared to stand up against the oppression being rained down upon them.

    So tonight I’m going to finish with a Poignant thought provoking statement:

    “History never looks like history when you are living through it.” – John W Gardner

    We are currently living through history, and it is important that we learn lesson from it, so future generations don’t have to endure what millions are enduring unnecessarily today. The Internet and Social Media allows Us to document these important milestones like never before, lets not waste out chance to create a better tomorrow; Today!

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    So I looked back and my last post was in August, and I want to apologise to anyone who may of been waiting for my next post. Life has a nasty habit of creeping up behind you and giving you a good hard kick up the arse sometimes, and September was just one of those months when my Arse got a right royal kicking.

    I have been to places and seen things that I would never wish upon another person, living or dead. Yet after all the promises, I still see again and again the same happening. I know I shouldn’t take this personally but after what I experienced in the 1990’s. I can’t help but scream about how much bullshit is going on today.

    In the US you have a government that wants to supress basic human rights, and actively persecutes anyone who dares stand up against it.

    In the UK, you have a government which actively suppresses basic human rights, and actively censors personal freedom, and free speech.

    In the Gaza Strip there is an occupying force of the IDF who are inflicting mass genocide against a population, by the means of starvation and bombardment by armaments supplied by the the many government’s around the world.

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    Yet when the people protest we are labelled as terrorists, non-conformers, loony lefties. It has come to such a point where people are being hunted down for posting their views on social media and imprisoned . I have mentioned before about John Milton’s, plea in the Areopagitica about how state censorship only fuels more discontent and underground movements against the very ideals people are trying to suppress. This is a prose written in 1644 which is still as relevant today as it was back then.

    Many writers and authors have tried to warn us that the path we a taking is only going to lead to certain doom and damnation. But we as a species seem hellbent on self-destruction. Maybe it is time to remove the warning labels, to abolish health and safety and finally let Darwinian natural selection take its prominent place in society, and thing out the parasitic individuals who are making life so totally unbearable for so many.

    Extreme! maybe, but who ever said natural selection was about being fair?

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    So I found myself looking out the window one day in despair at how the world had fallen in to such chaos, and I thought to myself. Your a mid-aged, White Straight Male, what the hell can you do to change this shit show?

    So I joined the increasing mass of others and said enough is enough, I will not tolerate this injustice any longer. I will not standby and allow Men, Women and Children to be senselessly killed for bullshit political ideals. I will not allow people to be treated differently because they choose to live their lives in peace and harmony. I will not tolerate those who can not understand that Love and peace are far stronger and more important than hatred and death!

    So if the Thought police should by chance read this scandalous article by someone who has finally given up on the bullshit. That the trickle down economy works, that the super rich shouldn’t pay taxes, that the poor and destitute should be persecuted. That believes it is wrong, that charities should have to raise money so the most needy school children eat at least one decent meal a day during school holidays.

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    Then come and arrest me, I ready and waiting to stand firm by my beliefs, are you ready to stand firm behind false injustice and persecution?

    So today with this apparently simple blog, I have shit canned my writing career!

    But I ask myself this one question. Would I do it again?

    Most Certainly, if it ends, these gross injustices that are being inflicted upon the most innocent of lives on this dismal ball of rock floating in space, we call the planet Earth! Then so be it!

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    I’ve been working on a project which I have publicly called TPOTN. And the base of this was to take a screenplay I wrote last year called The Phantom of the Nativity and make it into a novel. Simple you would think. I have the script surely all I’ve got to do is follow the script and convert it into a novel worthy of publishing.

    Yeah! it didn’t quite work out that way if I’m being honest. Actually the novel is and I quote myself “Fucking Terrible!” As I read through the first draft of Act 1, I expected it to be on the rough side. What I didn’t expect was for it to be so unreadable that I gave up reading my own work.

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    If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you’ll know that I am if anything open honest and frank about most things. For me this blog allows me to reflect on the past and learn lessons from it. It is a very high tech journal as it were. Or as my wife calls it ‘Mutterings of a mad man!” And occasionally just like Billy Connolly, I have a habit of veering off at a Tangent and eventually returning to somewhere where I left off. It’s these little unexpected diversions which make life so much more interesting, wouldn’t you agree?

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    So what was it I was discussing here. Oh yes when things don’t go as expected. You see there are times when the unexpected can have delightful effects, and then there are times when you are screaming at inanimate objects for no apparent reason. For me this week was one of the latter ones. I had spent hours and hours crafting the 1st Act of The Phantom of the Nativity, only to realise it was utter complete crap. Now I know some maybe saying, yeah but Charlie a good edit would sort that out. But honestly in this case it wouldn’t.

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    let me explain where I felt it all went wrong on this project. The original screen play for the Phantom of the Nativity has a lot of visual comedy in it. This visual comedy doesn’t just enhance the story, it is integral to it. There are visual cues and clues all the way through the play. They are so interwoven that without them, it would be boring as hell.

    So why didn’t it work in a novel format. It is quite simple really. It is very difficult to write those visual elements which feed and enhance the story in a novel. I know of only 2 or 3 authors with such prowess and I’m not one of them. Yes I know my limitations, and I work around them in order to achieve the end result I have in my mind. Sometimes those work arounds are beautiful works of inspired art, other times they are clunky like a clapped out old car struggling to make its way up a steep hill. In The Phantom of the Nativity screenplay they flowed in and out of the storyline perfectly, enhancing it, and adding a depth to the characters and the story that would make it a compelling show to watch. In the novel though, they felt much like the old car struggling up the steep hill. They clunked and grinded their way into the story, many feeling forced in to try and add the same level of depth that the screenplay had. It made the book unreadable, a chore. For Satirical comedy to work it has to flow effortlessly, seeming to come naturally from out of the ether as though it should and had always been meant to be. The novel had none of this. If I’m being truly honest it felt like trying to read an Oscar Wilde piece. So much explanation that you forget where the story has been and is going to.

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    Now I could have reworked the whole of the story to make it work, but as I thought long and hard about this I realised that even if I did that the novel still wouldn’t work. There is too much visual comedy in the piece to make it happen. So I looked at what I had done, and something struck me. There were element s in the novel which if implemented in the screenplay would actually make it better! So I have scrapped the novel project for the Phantom of the Nativity and am concentrating on making the screenplay better. This wasn’t what I expected to happen, not by a long shot, but it has actually turned out for the best in the end. I have realised that my efforts and energies would not be best served by continuing to write the novel version of the screenplay, because it simply wouldn’t work, however much I wanted it to to, or tried to force it to be.

    This isn’t a failure, it is a valuable lesson learnt, that, what we may think of a brilliant and inspired idea; may actually be a complete crock of shite! We need to accept failure as much as we have learnt to accept success.

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    Welcome to this weeks blog post, and if you are a new reader, Welcome and I hope you enjoy reading it. If your a returning follower, thank you for coming back.

    This week has been a bit of an eye opener for me. If you remember from my previous post, I said I was going to go off-piste and reading from a different genre. Well I can tell you I did and still am. I found a copy of the Burnout Society by Byung-Chul Han (ISBN 978-0804795098) and I found myself drawn in further and further by the concepts he was explaining, that depression was due to an excess of positivity, and that our culture of ‘Can Do’ and Achievement was actually harming us not only individually but as a society on the whole. As I writ this blog I still have about a quarter of the book to go. And whilst I don’t usually read philosophy as a rule, (probably because I think it is boring). I went down a little rabbit hole and started to read another philosophy book, a very ancient book. The Apology of Socrates by Plato. Another thing struck me, that even after nearly 2500 years , it still has a resonance that rings true to this very day. We call it the Cancel Culture now, but Socrates was tried for hearsay because he had upset a few people with his ideas. earlier this week I was reading about the Online Safety Act here in the UK. It made me think of parallels with Aeropagitica by John Milton first publish in 1644. Here Milton argued the fundamental principles of ‘A Right to Freedom of Speech and Expression’ and how censorship in any form is ultimately a destructive thing. I know that many will say that the Online Safety Act is mainly aimed at the Porn industry, but it isn’t; it covers the whole of the internet in such a way that you would have to identify yourself in order to access anything that the UK Government deems un-savoury. What the United Kingdom Government has done is to censor the internet on a scale that would make any despot dictator proud of achieving, it is mind boggling, and then I happened on a YouTube video which details how this new act wasn’t originated from Parliament or public debate. If you interested I have put a link in box below. And this got me returning to Milton, and the premise at the time he wrote the Aeropagitica, that all published written work would have to be licensed or censored. Is this truly the way the internet is going, did we live through its wild west days and the golden age of the internet, only to have this fountain, this treasure to be censored and controlled by the elite. I do hope not.

    There is a philosophy that states “Everything happens for a reason” Aristotle. As I write this blog and reflect on the week that has been, I have seen a pattern. My journey to another genre has opened my eyes and allowed me to rationalise and think about things and how they are are all interconnected across time and space. What started out as a simple experiment, has become a life changing event for myself. I have grown, I have appreciated and understood a different way of thinking, and I have accepted that the arguments put forward have merit not just on their own but as a large part of the collective argument around the subject of censorship.

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    Maybe, just maybe I was destined to undertake this journey, that it happened for a reason. Who knows, but I do know one thing, my little experiment had unexpected side-effects, and if I’m being really honest. I Liked Them!

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    So I’ve been away from the desk for a week or two. Unfortunately I had to visit the real world for a while to earn some cash. But I’m back, and raring to go on my current project TPOTN. So what did I learn out there away from the desk.

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    Firstly normal people are weird, and I mean really weird. I thought my imagination was strange, but the shit normal people get up to; makes my feeble attempts at imagining stories seem a little lame to be honest.

    Secondly, everyone is angry. I’m not just talking about what is happen in the world, but in general everyone is just angry. I asked a friend why this should be and she could only shrug her shoulders and say ‘Maybe someone or something is pissing with us for shits and giggles.’ I laughed and replied ‘that it’s all ok until someone giggles and shits themselves.’

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    And so as I’ve had to live in the real world for a little while, I got to thinking about about a possible storyline. I know it’s been done before, and in my opinion a damn sight more expertly by Tom Holt, in Here Comes the Sun and Falling Sideways. (both very funny reads IMHO).

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    I’ve been thinking about the follow on project from TPOTN, and I’ve been scribbling away in my old battered notebook. What started was a tiny kernel of an idea, has evolved inside my mind into another idea, until about half a notebook later the final mad inspiration hit me one morning as I was walking my dog. And so the story Clarence and Lynda was born of my imagination. And this in turn got me thinking about this my next blog post. My imagination is influenced not just by the people around me, but by my reading and to a certain extent what I watch on TV and the Movies. It’s like Stephen King says “You need to read in order to have a database of what works and what doesn’t.” but I also think that by reading as widely a possible across different genres, you can develop a creative imagination beyond the mere limitations of you current surroundings. Billy Connelly once said that the Library was his ticket to escaping his life in the Glasgow Docks. It enabled him to venture into whole new worlds through the pages of books. It is probably why his comedy is so insightful, observational and absurd in many respects.

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    And so I end this weeks blog by saying, go out there and read something you usually wouldn’t read. If you have a Library close by, pop in become a member if you aren’t already. Take a walk on the wild side. Go to a different genre and take a journey to another place or time through the pages of a good book.

    I hope to see you here again soon, take care and stay happy, lost in your imagination fed by the dreams in the pages of a good book.

  • So I had a brilliant idea about the how the next chapter for my next book TPOTN should run. (sorry no titles yet, as it will give away a huge chunk of the storyline.) I sit down at the computer and stare at the screen. My mind is whirling away with ideas, but as my fingers hover over the keyboard, somehow none of those ideas make any sense any longer. And so I sit here staring at a blank page on Scrivener and say very quietly to myself Bollocks! (everyone else is asleep it’s 11 pm.

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    Yes my Muse has clocked off for the night and gone home. Normally this is the most productive time for my writing and I can produce some fantastic chapters. But tonight; No she has deserted me and gone home without a so much as a goodbye and a see you tomorrow. It’s not that I’m complaining because my Muse is fantastic, admittedly she works weird hours, but so do I if I’m being honest. So what am I to do? I sit here blankly staring at the screen, and nothing and I mean nothing is flowing from my mind tonight.

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    Now if you have read my previous blog about Exploring Whimsical Story Ideas and Inspirations, you will probably either think I’m:

    • Weird as Hell
    • or Likes to explore the paths least trodden.

    Now to anyone who knows me I absolutely adore the early works of Tom Holt, like Paint Your Dragon, Valhalla and my all time favourite Odds and Gods. And yes I know he wrote Portable door, which is very well written but just not as good as the earlier works In My Humble Opinion (IMHO). The scary thing is, is that one of my ideas ‘The three Unicorns of the Apocalypse’ is most probably very heavily influenced by The Eight Reindeer of the Apocalypse.

    So here I am sitting staring blankly, and I reach down and pick up my notebook. It is my go to place for ideas I’ve had, whatever I do it is with me. So I open up a blank page and start writing down the idea which has suddenly flashed in to my head. I mean it has absolutely nothing to do with the book I’m currently writing, but somehow, instinctively I know I’ve got to capture this fleeting moment of pure inspiration. Why may you ask? Well because tomorrow It will have flittered out of my mind and floated off into the ethereal background. But tonight it landed inside my head and I wasn’t asleep, I was ready with the essential tools I needed to capture this moment of pure inspiration. And so like Archimedes I have my moment of pure unbridled inspiration. Quietly I whisper, because everyone is asleep ‘Eureka’.

    Now comes the difficult part I re-read what I’ve just written down. And as usually I find that not only have I outlined the plot, but the main characters and the overall outline of the story in a 3 act 8 sequence structure. Now yo maybe asking why has this person done this, and to be honest I put it down to a couple of things.

    • My Autism is going hell for leather.
    • I’m hyperactive on coffee.
    • Or; the idea is so compeleling it just grabs hold of me and wont let go until I do something with it. **

    ** By the way it the third one if you were wondering.

    So your probably wondering where I’m going with all this. I had someone ask me what is the most important thing about being an Author today, and I instantly answered ‘Your Imagination’ I explained that a flash of pure unadulterated inspiration can come at anytime, and you need to be ready for them. That’s why I carry a notebook and pen with me all the times. The flash will happen and I will write it down there and then. Why because my memory is shite with a capital SHITE. TPOTN, is one of these flashes of inspiration which happened as I was listening to someone I was working with. They told me about the magic of their child’s first Christmas Nativity play. It didn’t matter to this person that their child was a sheep. What mattered was the magic of the moment. And in that brief moment an inspiration struck me, and I wrote it down. 2 years later it has been worked up into a fully fledged story that I’m currently writing it now. But that wouldn’t of happened if I hadn’t captured that fleeting moment on paper. Never take for granted any idea however insane it maybe, who knows it may be the next best seller and they could be turning it into a movie. So to summerise:

    • Inspiration can come at any time, be prepared
    • Your Muse may not be who you expect it to be.
    • No idea is rubbish.
    • And as Willian Goldman said “Nobody Knows Anything”

    To to close: Nobody knows what is going to be the next best seller, nobody knows what the public are going to react to. All we can do as writers is write what we feel is right in our hearts and souls. And sometimes the muse may leave us, but if we have been listening carefully and preparing for these fleeting moments of unadulterated inspiration we can have a stash of ideas which will carry us through when our Muse goes on vacation.

    Good night and I hope to see you again soon for some more mad witterings from my weird and wonderful mind.

    I highly recommend reading. (P.S. it isn’t an instruction manual but very insightful into the whole writing business not just screenwriting.)

    Adventures in the Screen Trade: A personal View of Hollywood and Screenwriting by William Goldman, ISBN 9780446391177

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    So last night I was still up at 2 am writing away on my next novel. And I looked at how much I had achieved since 10 pm. It was a bit shocking; I had completed 3 whole chapters, yet my mind was still racing away. That hamster was definitely going for on its wheel last night. But the strange thing was even though my mind was still fertile and raring to go, my body said to me. Listen up buster you’re not in your 20’s any longer, get some sleep or else.

    So, this morning after the dog insisted, I get out of bed so she could take my nice warm place for herself. (There is an Irony in this somewhere, but I buggered if I can find it.) I walked into the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea, safe in the knowledge that my dog was happily asleep on my part of the bed. On opening and shutting the fridge door, low and behold there she was sitting there, waiting with the Cat sitting next to her. It was like I had operated some mysterious teleportation device only known to Cats and Dogs. In my bleary haze from working late last night, I smiled and ignored them both. Surely if they can teleport to the kitchen in the blink of an eye, they can also work out how to open said fridge.

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    This got me thinking about a possible storyline where Cats and Dogs traverse the world using a secret network of teleportation fridges. (See I told you I was tired). Yes, I know it’s a load of nonsense, but what I’m trying to convey here albeit very poorly, it that there are story opportunities everywhere. We just need to let our minds go for it. To not be afraid of going of at the deep end and seeing if the story will sink or swim. I have a notebook full of such bonkers ideas. In actual fact my next book is one of those bonkers ideas.

    But the best thing about it, is that it doesn’t feel like work, it feels like I’m having fun letting my imagination go wild and free range. It is very liberating to write like this. Not giving a real damn about the final outcome, just exploring the realm of possibilities; letting the preverbal hamster go free-range.

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    And as I finish today’s blog I keep coming back to the underlying thought. Our writing doesn’t always have to be dull, sad, full of despair, it can also be a tool which makes someone sitting on a train or a bus, burst out laughing uncontrollably for no apparent reason to those around them.

    And so, I will leave you with a quote that has resonated with me from the late, great Robin Williams; “I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy. Because they know what it feels like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anybody else to feel like that.”

  • So, this morning I sat down and thought about all the things I had achieved yesterday. Promo material for current book sale on Smashwords. Promo material for the next book launch in August, setting up this blog site. Writing 2 chapters of my next book. And it dawned on me that I was no longer just an Indie author. I was a collection of all these other tasks, graphic designer, marketing, accountant, website admin and content provider across various social media sites. And It kind of scared me a little bit.

    I got into writing as a form of self-healing, my first 2 books were and are very much me getting unresolved issues off my chest. The next book is very different. I think I used the first 2 books to clear the air, to set the scene as it were for what was to follow. And in a way I’m glad that I have done that. I contemplated on those first two books and realised I was now mentally in a much better place than I had ever been for such a long time. Writing can be a therapy, but it can also be a restraint which if you are not careful can hold you back. I hope that it still is a therapy for me this time next year, I wouldn’t want it to become a bind that shackles me to a desk again and only lets me have freedom some of the time.

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    And as I wrote this blog post today, I thought about what my blog should become. It should be my journal, my point of reflection on the world around me and my part in it. Now I know this may all sound very philosophical, but it is by asking ourselves such questions and exploring where the thought process may take us, that we learn, we grow and develop as a person.

    I re-watched a video with Alan Moore, and he summed it up for me in a few choice phrases.

    1. That book isn’t going to write itself, you have to sit down and put one word after another, and keep going
    2. Set realistic goals, and if they are too much, adjust them so you are, not only happy in your work, but productive as well.

    So, in reflection, being an Indie author is empowering and offers a level of freedom I have never experienced before in my life. But it is also something which unless carefully managed, can become a beast of burden. I will need to think carefully about how I manage my time, not only to write but also juggle all these other jobs I have to do as well as living and supporting my family.

    And so I come to the difficult part of saying goodbye for now, I’ll be back, it may not be tomorrow, but it’ll be soon enough, and I hope to see you all here again.

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    So this is all new to me, and I’ll try not to babble on too much. So If you’ve found this page then your are either in the wrong place, or you intended to find my Author’s blog.

    So what do I want to use this site for. Primarily to inform my loyal fan(s) of what I’m working on, and to share the issues that as an indie author I may have along the way.

    This is an exciting new adventure for me, and I’m starting to realise that writing my books is actually the simple part.

    Yours Charlie

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