Tuesday, 31 May 2016

Social Networking or Net-Failing

It's official.

I am 'on' social media. 

I have to be frank, it has been a bit of a struggle and a steep learning curve.

Yes, I had always intended to have my own website and this blog but it's only fairly recently that I have become convinced that I needed a presence across the web. So, I now also have:
  • Google+
  • Facebook
  • Twitter

So if I keep them all updated with my latest writer musings and happenings will be my new challenge! OMG, maybe I need three of me now! :) 

Right, so now all I have to do is put this on Google+, Facebook, Twitter! 

Suddenly feeling very small on a big internet!

[PS go to my homepage for links to any of my media sites]

Sunday, 29 May 2016

Back writing after a difficult week

Oh but its hard being a part-time writer. The day job can be a source of terrible frustration as it never leaves time in the day to get on and do what I actually want to. This afternoon though I have been back at my desk typing away at The Last Titan. Yey!

2036 words drafted today involving Sapphira, an ancient Olympian goddess and and lots of TV sets!

I am enjoying myself.

A quick sample:


The Fermi residence was a quite magnificent affair, a grand glass mansion overlooking the sea on one side and a more traditional brick construction on the other.  It was classy and tasteful I thought as we swung through the gates which opened to let us through, and up the tree lined drive to the main entrance.
“A very good day to you Madame,” said Scolari as we exited the car. I looked at him and frowned. He was the same man who had appeared on the video chat earlier Or at least, it was the same body. As he led us into the house I turned to Margaret and Michael and run my hand across my throat. “He’s already dead,” I mouthed to them. I wasn’t even sure how I could tell that. Maybe it was the absence of any kind or aura (I could after all still normally see something with my ‘short’ Sight) or maybe it was some other more subtle cue. It didn’t matter; I just knew. There was no soul in the creature in front of us. It was dead. As far as one could practically define it, it was a zombie.
Scolari stopped suddenly and faced me. “You know don’t you?”
“Well it doesn’t matter, does it Sweetie? I’m in the house so just carry on following this one.” The figure started forward again. “I didn’t expect you to appear so human. And pregnant? Surely you can do better than that?”
We walked down a corridor and into an atrium with a glass lift. Atomic willed Scolari’s body to take us up to floors and walked us along another length of a landing until we got to a room of noise and shadows. The last zombie I had seen was a pitiful, broken thing that walked with an unnatural gait and moved with almost robot jerks as Kennefick the sorcerer controlled him. This one moved with a fluidity and grace that may even have surpassed what the man had managed when he was actually alive.
The noise I was hearing was a jumble of voices, music, street sounds, some sporadic gunfire, passionate lovemaking … it was a cacophony of different events in at least four different languages. It was chaos. Bedlam.
It was eight or nine large TV screens tuned to different channels, each one blaring out at top volume. Atomic had her back to us as we entered the room. Over her shoulder was a boxing match in German whilst the news played out in Cantonese. There was a Hollywood sci-fi movie in one corner whilst something quite pornographic was happening on the lower right. Elsewhere a war was being fought and cheerleaders were pom-pomming for the Broncos.  Meanwhile, in Deli …
“Is it not fantastic?” the goddess purred. All these stories, all these happenings.  And it’s just travelling through the air. Through the air! The mortals have finally done something to impress me.
I managed to focus on what she said but it wasn’t easy.
“Atomic,” I said, “I come with greetings. I would like to speak with you.”
“Pull up a chair, Sweetie. Let’s just enjoy all this for a while.”
I swallowed my impatience and Margaret pulled up a chair for me to sit on.  The Chinese news programme clicked over to one in Spanish from Panama. To my left was a cage holding a naked woman. She looked at me with wide eyes and mouthed “Help me.”

Tuesday, 24 May 2016

I could not resist

Just registered domain name for myself.  Still keeping my .com one of course but I couldn't resist this.

Will sort out some links and stuff later on this week.

Saturday, 21 May 2016

Alyson's photo shoot - maybe

Like a lot of people, I hate having my photograph taken. In fact, I don't really have any I can use as an official photograph.

Pretty sad, eh?

Em has been pestering me to sort that out but I just know how I'll look at he end of it: Eyes closed and grimacing. Yes, I always think I am smiling for the camera but in truth it's ... awful. Plus I have mad hair! Seriously, I have MAD hair. And, arhh, wrinkles. (Em says they are 'young woman' wrinkles and not the other type. Isn't that sweet?)

I'll think about it some more.

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Website Technical Issues

My author's page is currently down due to 'technical issues'. Apparently the guys with magic screwdrivers (no, I don't mean that - behave) are trying to fix it. Hope 'Linux shared server' is up and running again soon. The hosting people I use are actually really good for the most part.

Server One careful owner.
Note that the mobile phone site is still up (but no automatic forwarder from main site): 

Sunday, 15 May 2016

Fantasy stories and fantasy sex: My thoughts

"Three dimensional characters need to have sex in three dimensions, that is to say in a way which aligns with their physical, mental and cultural characteristics. A demon is a demon and sex with a demon is not going to be fifteen minutes in the missionary position!"
Read my article "Should sex scenes in fantasy fiction be fantasy sex?" for more.

(Posted in my Google + "Alyson's Meta Writing" collection)

Saturday, 14 May 2016

Train Writing

What is it like trying to use your commuting time to write stories on a train?

Let me tell you ...

Read about Train writing in my Google+ "Alyson's Meta Writing" collection

Thursday, 12 May 2016

My website has just gone mobile friendly

This was bugging me but I think I've got it sorted now.

Try it on your mobile now ( Remember the main desktop site will show up unless you are actually surfing from your smartphone!

 Mobile friendly Site

Monday, 9 May 2016

Derby Maysden. A new lead character

Working this last week or so on new character / book whilst I take a quick break from The Last Titan.

Meet Derby Maysden, a witch with problems!

Sometimes it helps to create some illustrations like this. I already knew for example that when she means business she paints her face and that's one thing I wanted to get properly visualized.

Hopeful the project will succeed and you'll find out a lot more about Derby and her world. It's not always a pretty one; it is a world where everyone believes she is a murderer whilst the anxious spirits that have haunted her throughout her life only ever take the payment of her pain and blood.

Should be fun to write.