by Neil | Nov 17, 2008 | Comedy, Personal, Seemed like a good idea at the time, smart monkeys dumb animals, why is it always me, why is it pink?
So I’m back in London. I wanted this post to be about my weekend and how good it was to hang out with my friends, how relaxing it was to be in the middle of nowhere with nothing in particular to do, and how I felt so much more relaxed than before I went. And all...by Neil | Nov 8, 2008 | Life, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Thoughts, Writing
I’m a bit out of gas this week. Fellow Twitterers and people with insomnia will know I was truly suckered into the whole US election media madness but – despite my own misgivings – it was tremendous fun. I was sat on my sofa following on the TV,...by Neil | Oct 10, 2008 | London, Music, Neil Gaiman, Personal, Seemed like a good idea at the time
Tonight I kicked off the weekend in style for once and did Actual Stuff. Stuff was of course the Amanda Palmer gig I have been mentioning on and off for a few weeks. I was quite excited because I really like The Dresden Dolls, I haven’t been to a gig in ages and...by Neil | Sep 22, 2008 | Blog, Books, Review, Seemed like a good idea at the time
A while back now I stopped reviewing books here on the blog. At the time it wasn’t meant to be a pause but a seamless transition to a second blog, self-hosted, that would carry book reviews and related content. The original idea was to build a more commercial...by Neil | Sep 9, 2008 | Fiction, Personal, Seemed like a good idea at the time, The Woodsman, Thoughts, Writing
The Scarred God has now been read by two of my three test readers and the feedback is positive. I’ve got a bunch of inevitable corrections to do and I’m not sure it’s standing out enough from the genre that the idea germinated from, I was keen to try...by Neil | Aug 4, 2008 | House, Life, Personal, Random, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Why you shouldn't give me power tools
For all my moaning I do rather like my house. It has history (it’s a 104 years old) and we have bags of room allowing me a decent space to write in. However, I’ve realised my house does not like me. From busted drains to leaky showers and collapsing...