THE SACRISTAN'S SCRIPTORIUM: ONE FROM THE CRYPT...

THE SACRISTAN'S SCRIPTORIUM: ONE FROM THE CRYPT...: Deep in the crypt of an old Norfolk church something very ancient and very nasty is stirring. A young Anglican priest finds herself be...

Why is it that most of us hate writing a synopsis (note I refrained from saying synopsises - there, I've said it)? After all, we've already done the hard stuff. We've come up with a complete story, thought through the plot lines and fleshed out our characters, so what is so hard? We may even have reduced the whole thing to a two-line logline, but the thought of condensing it to 1 or 2,000 words or just a page fills us with dread. It seems a far more impossible task than writing a novel in the first place. Perhaps the fear of putting in needless trivia whilst omitting important points is at the root of it. Has anyone any thoughts on this? I guess I'm just going to have to get on with it, reduce, add, tweek, adjust, remove, etc., until I'm satisfied. Groan.

A little flash fiction recently published online.  http://www.femininecollective.com/growing-pains/

Kung Hei Fat Choi, Kung Xi Fa Chai, Chuk Mung Nam Moi & Happy New Year of the Monkey.

Busy, busy, busy...

Have been busy typing up and tweeking a couple of older projects that I co-wrote with Viv Laine, as we've both enrolled for two comedy theatre workshops. We wrote a musical (using established rock classics), called RESURRECTION DAY, which is a cross between a 'Carry On' script and Burke & Hare. The other, and possibly the most exciting, is the pilot for a sitcom series, THE WRITE WAY. It's based around an unfortunate writers' group, of which both Viv and I have plenty of experience. Let's hope resurrecting these written works proves profitable.

Boxing Day Blues

You can tell it's Boxing Day; Jehovah's Witnesses out in force. Two visits so far. Geeky young fella first, then smiling elderly couple. I argued with the young chap for a short while and suggested he read my FATHER OF LIES. He declined, so I did the same with his offer of The Watchtower. Meanwhile, the great god, Consumerism, gains more converts with The Sales. Adherents work themselves up into a frenzy, where any common sense they had evaporates at the hint of a bargain price for something they don't need. Ah well, all religions have their down sides.

A very peaceful Samhain, from my home to yours.