Let me start with reckognizing the great art of writing. I am really impressed with much of what I read on other blogs here. You do not stop to amaze me. The great detail you explain, the explicit expressions you manage and the great stories you tell... Wow!
I could only dream of writing something like that. I would be very happy if I could just do a little story telling. But I must admit that I am best at scientific explanations and arguments, which is also very essential when writing an international popular science book - but not enough.
I have come to the conclusion that if the book is to get through and reach a broader audience it must be written - at least partly - as story telling and with examples of great detail. One of my favorite authors, Malcolm Gladwell, is journalist and write almost only in examples - whole chapters about each example. I would never be able to do that. He is, by the way, considered one of the 100 most influential persons in the World!
The idea that came out of these thoughts is that the perfect setup for an international popular science book would be combination of scientist and writer, e.g. an economist and a jornalist or writer. That is why I am searching for a good writer that would consider popular science a great challenge.
The ambition of the project is to write an international book with examples from most of the World, that introduces an innovative idea to society development and sets a new agenda for politicians and grass-roots in the Western World. The economic theory behind is based on simplicity and the huge ressouces that are bound in heavy bureaucracy, unneccesary rules, excessive administration and too many special arrangements.
I know that non-fiction is not the greatest area of interest at The Word Cloud, so besides your thoughts on the co-writing setup I have suggested, I would also like to hear about other communities, e.g. journalist communities, that you may know of.
Thank you in advance for taking an interest in this subject.
I want mind blowing, exclusive, passionate, out of this world explosive love making with someone who when they are in my presence they make me want to mate them.
Another thought has been that I just want no-strings attach sex, just exploring what is out there, innocently meeting new people, welcoming new experiences, all in the name of fun, because like the saying goes, "we only live once," but evn that is debatable in my mind, the living once part, that is.
Then I come across this motivational type of thinking that claims that once I leanr to love my own company, my freedom, to honor myself and to be intentional as to what I seek to attract in my life that I will be happy. This hapiness will not come from the one otside myself but primarily from within, secondarily from the bond that being with someone else would bring--it wold compliment me, not fulfill me. For only I can do that. But even this realization seems as if it is rigid, at times non-realistic, or just too true for me to want to admit that I have inner work to do?
So which scenerio sounds more like you, and if you even care about the topic, what different theories or ideas do you have about that fire, called love, that we all seem to be attracted to, like a moth to the flame...
I recently took one of those “How Long Will You Live” online
tests that ask you about your health and habits – just for fun
really. I did quite well actually as my expected death age of 86
years is 5 years ahead of the curve for my generation. But as
this left me with 68 years left and 21% of my life lived it gave
me some pause for thought.
The death of a cousin my age when I was a child had always meant I was without that child-like sense of immortality. I’ve always tried to do the things I want to do now instead of putting them off but in the last few years as I no longer have being underage to blame I found that I wasn’t pushing myself quite enough.
I’ve made bucket lists before but this should be different. 68 is a nice exact number. So the list will have 68 things on it. I will be sure to do at least one every year and when I do more than one to add to things so that there will always be things for the year to come. It's not in order, that would be too difficult.
I’ve been called morbid before but I don’t see death as a scary monster off in the future but more as an inevitable deadline we all must reach to visit the unknown. It might all sound a bit nuts but death is a part of our lives that no one ever seems to talk about.
As Peter Pan once said: to die will be an awfully big adventure.
And this my friends in what I came up with:
1. Go star gazing
2. Sail with Greenpeace on the Rainbow Warrior
3. Travel Italy
4. Go to New Orleans
5. Visit Athens
6. Get a book published
7. Get a first class degree
8. Do an MA in Oxford
9. Have a paying acting job
10. Sing on the West End
11. Climb the Old Man of Hoy
12. See Angel Falls
13. Reopen the Dublin Greenpeace Office
14. Save a life
15. Open a half-way house in Dublin
16. See the Midnight Sun
17. Travel Norway
18. See the Northern Lights
19. Climb Mount Olympus
20. Learn to play the guitar
21. Learn to swing dance
22. Give away half my things
23. Read all the books on my list
24. See all the films on my list
25. Make my own dress
26. Learn to scuba dive
27. Go to New Zealand
28. Learn Spanish
29. Learn Arabic
30. Improve my French
31. Write a book in Irish
32. See the sunset at the Murder Hole
33. Fall in love
34. Kayak down Glen Coe
35. Climb Ben Nevis
36. Swim in the Red Sea
37. See the Aga Sofia
38. See the Pyramids
39. Work on an archaeological dig
40. Drive around America in a VW camper van.
41. Do PR for a election campaign
42. Speak at a protest
43. Sing at a protest
44. Write my autobiography
45. Live without technology for a week
46. Plant a tree
47. Go to an opera
48. Meditate for over an hour
49. Spend a week by the sea – with no plans
50. Swim with dolphins
51. Build a tree house
52. Build something that will outlast me
53. Research my family tree
54. Volunteer with Focus Ireland or the Simon Community
55. Ride a motorcycle
56. Take dressmaking classes
57. Write a letter to your future grandchildren or great-grandchildren
58. Learn first aid
59. Give blood
60. Write to your favourite author
61. WWOOFing in Australia (working on an organic farm for board and food money)
62. Trek to Machu Picchu
63. Spend some time in a Buddhist monastery
64. Climb a redwood tree in California
65. Spend a week without shoes
66. Fly in a hot air balloon
67. Kayak around Ireland
68. Go to Japan for Sakura season
Small, supportive group mentored by novelist Denyse Woods.
Fast-track to publishers with literary agent Faith O'Grady.
Entertaining readings from the wonderfully witty Kevin Barry.
Elegant surroundings, houseparty atmosphere and glorious countryside to inspire you.
£350 to include accom, meals, all tuition and transfers from Shannon (Ryanair)
I sit on the bed and look at the cell in which I’m imprisoned. It’s grey and dingy. Even the clouds that I can see through the rusted bars at the window are an ashen colour. Everything smells drab. There’s no sign of any home comforts, no pictures or portraits adorn the sombre walls. No furniture alleviates the plainness, just the bed I’m sitting on, which creaks with every movement. A malodorous stench emanates from the cracked toilet in the corner. I have nothing of my own. This cell has stripped me of my identity.
I watched the blood trickle down his crumpled body and change colour as it dribbled on to the concrete floor. It was his fault. I’ve told him countless times not to disturb me when I’m writing. I wonder if they’ll give me my fountain pen back when they retrieve it from his eye.
Ian Fleming Publications Ltd., the company which manages the literary estate of the deceased James Bond creator and thus controls not only all pre-existing James Bond works, but all future ones too, have been in the news this morning
It has been announced that Simon Trewin from United Agents is no longer representing the company, which has been snapped up by Jonny Geller of Curtis Brown (UK). The reasons for the move are unknown, but will be speculated upon.
The timeline is interesting here, and I can’t help but wonder if this is something to do with the James Bond backlist. These titles should be especially lucrative given that Bond has shifted over 100m copies in print. Some are available as e-books, published directly by Ian Fleming Publications in June 2008, just before they signed with Simon Trewin.
The performance of these e-books has been muted and, looking at the listings, it’s not hard to see why. The covers are pretty shoddy, the formatting isn’t exactly top-level, and the descriptions are flaccid. Plus, the prices are quite saucy for older backlist titles.
Last month, Mr. Trewin sounded caution about agents becoming publishers, whereas Curtis Brown have openly suggested that they will be following fellow UK agent Ed Victor into publishing “but with a rather larger list”.
Perhaps I am making a leap here, but could we see an official announcement from Curtis Brown (UK) that they are moving into publishing, possibly leading off with a relaunch of what should be a lucrative digital franchise? Time will tell.
Either way, this lucrative backlist is currently out of the hands of a major publisher, and it’s not the only one. Last week, we had the stunning announcement of JK Rowling’s self publishing venture. Somewhat drowned out in that news was Amazon’s capture of 47 of the old Ed McBain titles – another author who has sold 100 million books.
Are big publishers losing the battle for the big backlists?
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I shall not be revealing what these ideas are yet, but I thought I would reveal my list - feel free to share your own!
If you are not sure what I mean, in this context the 'list' is the list of people with whom I am allowed to break the vows of matrimony without provoking the wrath of husband; he also has a list to make things fair.
The point of the list is that they are people it is unlikley to meet on a daily basis, this is not some swingers charter; they are to all intents and purposes, out of reach, and so perfect writing fodder! (And mostly fictional)
Anyway, my list follows below, with a short explanation as to why they have made the cut. Please feel free to publish your own list, it's just an interesting insite to how ones mind works.....not sure what mine says about me!
Dante - from the game series 'Devil May Cry.'
This is pretty unlikely as he is both fictional and two dimensional, if you are not aware of the genre he is a wise cracking, deamon hunting mercenary, well, a girl can dream.
Robert Downey Junior - especially in 'Sherlock Holmes.'
Both the man and the roles he plays on screen, a bad boy who has come out the other side, both smart and dangerous to know.
Wolverine - X men series
See, not really Hugh Jackman (Though he is pretty hot in Van Helsing), but Wolverine, all those muscles and angst, and a motorbike too!
Jake Sulley from Avatar -
More 2d action, and he's blue and he has a tail!
Ivan Vanko aka Whiplash aka Mickey Rourke Iron man 2
Yep, this is the weirdest one, but all those prison tats and air of the wounded lion facing his last hurrah....no one has ever agreed with me on this one, but there you go!
I loved that show. Don't remember much about what happened
in it but I liked the theme tune. 'Nuff said.
Must be a being a child of the eighties thing; I always found 'Lassie' pretty pish by comparison.
Anyhoo, I'm wandering...what this blog is actually about is homelessless (Do you see what I did there?!) and my perspective on it.
The first night spent away from home after issuing my ex with his p45 was at my mother's. It's what you do, right?
I got there, imagining home cooked meals, comfort on tap and words of motherly wisdom. Dunno what I was thinking...or indeed whose mother I was thinking of. I wasn't actually completely mad by that point but it was definitely in the post. I blame my misplaced optimism on that.
What I did get was my mother dearest, holding court with an array of 16-18 year olds (my mum is a natural-born twat-magnet) as they swilled cheap vodka and discussed my mother getting it up the arse from her ex-husband.
Yup. Welcome home, kid...nothing's changed.
For reasons you probably understand, I spent my entire childhood squirming with embarrassment. It wasn't great to revisit these times but I remember thinking it could have been rather amusing. Had it been someone else's dear old mum.
I couldn't continue living there so the council saw fit to place me in the local reject bin with all the junkies. Me no likey that at all.
Now, I'm all for recreational drug abuse but junkies, I'm really not into them at all. I don't get the whole lifestyle thing, really; looking like an extra from 28 Days Later, smelling like a tramp's armpit and nicking off your mates doesn't dingle my dongle at all. They're not great conversationalists either, as it goes.
Eventually, I got an upgrade to emergency housing. In a town where I didn't know anyone. I spent three days there, listening to Slipknot and having numerous psychotic episodes.* It didn't help that I had no money due to the local benefits office turning me away because I had no id. Apparently I could have been anyone and my explanation that my knobber ex kept all my stuff simply wouldn't do.
So basically, I spent three days tripping off my nut with no food, cigarettes or even tea.
My only reading materials were my cherished dog-eared copies of Q magazine and a really retro bible; you know the one- lots of smiting and violence.*
On one occasion I even slept in the bath. It made sense at the time. There were no windows in the bathroom upon which a gargoyle could lurk, you see.
It was shortly thereafter I absconded to Falkirk. But that's a whole other story for next time...
* Whilst going mad, I really don't recommend either listening to Slipknot or reading an old- school bible. It isn't helpful
apart from my own wish for a finished manuscipt/Literary Agent/publishing contract/best seller (delete as appropriate), please may I ask for...
A PINK telephone box - for Gerilyn (even she might have trouble losing that)
Spring - for Macallan (the above freezing season, not coiled metal)
A hat - for EmmaD (the PhD one was retrieved after the photo)
Chocolate - for Chocoholic (the good stuff)
Spare knees - for Spangles (in case she should go see Bellowhead next year)
A tightrope to walk on - for Whisks (no more difficult than loving both chickens and foxes, but drawing much applause from this audience)
Spinning plates - for Harry and team (just like York prep)
New computer keys - for Wrathnar, Tony and the other most dedicated Clouders (who must need to replenish their worn out keyboards regularly)
An All Points Bulletin - For NormanNormington
- My Cloud! I don't know where I would be without it. Seriously.
- Pigeons. I was sat watching one today, it fell over hahahah
- Counting Crows, Adam Duritz has a type of depression where sometimes the world doesn't seem real (which is sad), but his excellent lyrics reflect this (which I love)
- Coventry. Alot of people hate "Chaventry" but I think it's great. I could never move away.
- Sky +, where would we be without it?
- Being Human on DVD. If you don't have it, get it.
- Constantine on DVD, ditto the above
- The power of humanity, just watching people overcome things like the grief of 9/11 brings a lump to my throat.
- Boyzone. You love ittt.
- Mustangs, lets face it everyone wants to own one (not the horses)
- My imagination. 'Nuff said.
- My friend Rowan who knows more about my book than I do, and who made book covers on Photoshop that are now on my wall.
- My mouthwash, because I like the feeling of going "guuuurgle."
- Magic FM on my DAB radio. (So many acronyms.)
- Random people or customers who say 'have a nice day' or who use my name when talking to me.
- My shower scrunchie. Everyone must have one!
- The fact that Tom Sturridge and Morten Harket both look like my lead male character and Emily Browning looks like my protagonist.
- Buttons (even though my aunty is afraid of them)
- Nice looking men
- Nice looking men who look at me
- Nice looking men who talk to me
- Blackcurrent juice
- My friend Rachael's (who many of you know of as being "Rochelle") house.
- Mafia the pc game, classic.
- Elvis Presley
- Cards people make for me
- My wall collage
- My desk
- The fact that you can now buy scented nail varnish.
- Intelligent but dark humour
- The irish accent
- Ireland in general
- Haybale climbing
- Resident Evil (did anyone watch it last night? I want to see the fourth so badly but no one would go with me :( and the only person who would couldn't because his girlfriend was going to Uni)
The Lego men my 8 year old cousin
gave me that I have stuck to my computer monitor.
- My Star Trek calendar,
- My X Files poster
- My NCIS first episode ever original script
- Pepsi without ice