by Neil | Jan 15, 2009 | Life, London, rambling post that goes all over the place, Random, work
I’m all kind of tired tonight. Yesterday was spent at an all day training session. The material was delivered well but, for me at least, wasn’t anything I didn’t know. I wasn’t disappointed with the day though as – although I said little...by Neil | Jan 8, 2009 | Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Random, Urban Fantasy, Writing
OK. Day eight of the whole blog-a-day experiment and I’m officially struggling. Somewhere along the line there’ll be a review of Hellboy 2 coming and I have a couple of other ideas but this week has been body-readjusting-to-less-sleep time. I’m a...by Neil | Jan 3, 2009 | rambling post that goes all over the place, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Why am I awake?, Writing
OK. It’s early, I mean really early. In the interests of not going back to work feeling like I’ve just had a bucket of cold water dumped over me I’m attempting to set my bodyclock back to work time. During the holidays I tend to revert to my natural...by Neil | Dec 30, 2008 | Fiction, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Urban Fantasy, Writing
So yesterday I got done on Chapter 9. I’ve bid farewell to eighteenth century Boston, I’ve blown up parts of London and the body count is already impressively high. I’ve made changes to the structure of the story, I’m adding in stronger...by Neil | Dec 29, 2008 | Books, Comment, Fiction, Horror, Neil Gaiman, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Science Fiction, Writing
This is the time of year where I go a bit list crazy. This time up it’s the return of the infamous Books What I Read in…, last year we stopped at five but this year I’ve done ten as my reading levels have been a little higher and I just...by Neil | Dec 28, 2008 | Family, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place
Time is not linear, it’s a bendy, twisty, scraggly ball of string type thingy or so Whovians will expound at length given half a chance. However, I am convinced there is some truth in this. How else to explain the loss of three days as if by magic? Christmas Day...