Three things arrived in the post yesterday one of which carried a bonus. One was the Instrumental Works by my favourite artists The Alan Parsons Project which I’d been after for a while. That’s going to be on the CD player later. (Note: get a CD player – we’re using a DVD machine at the moment and you can’t see the display.)
The second thing to arrive was the proof copy of ‘Lonely House.’ I’ve already been through the text on Kindle and made notes of a few final tweaks, but now I need to compare those notes to the book, find the exact page and paragraph and then send that to the editor to deal with. Then, when a new PDF comes back in a few days, I should be able to make the book Live on Amazon and then on Kindle too. So, some work to do on that lies ahead.
Which puts me back a few days on ‘Straight Swap’ as I am now reaching the crisis point of that story where everything has to start to unfold and iron out. We are one day before the live TV broadcast of ‘So you think we’re remotely interested?’ the nation’s newest virtually heightened reality TV talent show streaming live each week from a different provincial theatre. (A long title that is cut down to ‘Remotely’ for ease.) This week sees the finale from Middlestone-on-sea down on the Kent coast where the whole thing hangs on the appearance of two ex-best friends who have, magically, swapped bodies and who, for the last three years, have not even spoken to each other. Many more plot lines are also gathering to come home to roost in the final 30,000 words or so. But first I have two big scenes to write down, and my aim was to get them done by Sunday.
Meanwhile, the outside table has just had another coat of paint and now looks even more shiny and blue/green. It should be perfect for the BBQ we are having on Saturday. Meanwhile, meanwhile, Neil and I went up to To Vrisi again yesterday morning, with pictures today to show for it, including the traffic jam encountered en route. After that unnecessary exercise, Neil high tailed it down to his aerobics class while I went to work.
And when he came back he brought the third thing to arrive in the post, another Alan Parsons Project CD to add to the collection, and this one is called ‘Edgar Allen Poe’, a musical by Eric Woolfson. And this was the bonus: A guy called David Burt also sings on this. I saw him in loads of shows in the West End and thought he had a great voice. So I am really looking forward to hearing this CD, something I will probably do later today. I need to get on with ‘Lonely House’ first though as I know everyone is waiting for a bit of thriller/horror to read.
By the way, I don’t only read and write horror and listen to musicals based on probably the best ‘horror’ writer of our time, I do also like nice things. Only the other night I watched a film about a shark on the rampage in an Australian shopping centre. And that was followed by one about a group of people trying to protect their tower block from aliens. All perfectly rational and ‘every day.’
