Project Status — The Fly

I’m working on a kind of superhero story, provisionally called The Fly. The story is kind of a cross between Iron Man and Batman, but the principle character isn’t a multibillionaire; he’s just a guy caught up in the middle of a huge social upheaval that he’s trying to help fix, but isn’t as proficient as the aforementioned superheroes. Anyway, I’ve got what I call the “chronology” built to the half-way stage, and most of the villain’s criminal intentions built up.

The perils of a would-be author (Act I, the beginning)

After several years of thinking, I finally decided to act (or more precisely, leap) back into writing novels. But in the time between my last foray and now, the publishing game had changed, and self publishing is no longer the realm of the rich and resourceful. Now, self publishing is feasible, practical and accessible.

Why write?

Good question! I am a creative by nature, and I am continually imagining people doing extraordinary things in the most mundane of environments and places, or extraordinary people living out their lives amongst the more common place and restrained, like perhaps you and I are.

I am also a story teller, with a sense of theatre and the dramatic, which goes a long way towards conjuring up the fanciful, the fictitious and the futuristic.

And then there’s the fact that writing isn’t a terribly difficult thing to do (physically), I am removed from the discomfort of dealing with the whims and fancy of clients, and finally, there is money to be made.

In the beginning

Way back when I was .. ahem, younger than I am now, just after starting college, I had this idea for a novel, the principle theme of which was time travel, a subject that I find endlessly fascinating. And, having starting writing the novel Perditions End during the middle of the nineteen nineties, by the turn of the millennia, I had a first draft. While this draft is most likely to be scrapped and re-written, a crucial seed of inspiration had been sewn in my mind, one of a trilogy (or what now looks more like a tetralogy) about a lineage of unique people with singular abilities.

On the in between

Of course, I have been over-run by circumstance, which arrived in the form of several huge movie franchises, such as The Matrix, X-Men and Inception to name but a few, all of which touched upon many of the themes and ideas I would be exploring. That said, the ideas I have in mind are still very much original and worth exploring further.

I am an unabashed science fiction fanatic, but I am also a pragmatist and a practical thinker. I’ve been writing about science and technology for years now, over on Blah, Blah! Technology, which allows me to take the “What if?” and ground those ideas in the cement of reality. And so, here I am, writing about science fiction that will, to the best of my knowledge and abilities, be as grounded in scientific and technological fact as is practicably possible.

In the here and now

More recently, I’ve written Ascending Angels, which is the sequel to Perditions End. But this this is all part of a much bigger longer term project. I need to first write something I can sacrifice to the monkey gods of self publishing, and this is where Earth Day comes in. Earth Day is an eighty page short story that follows a woman living in rural Cumbria, in the north of England, in the aftermath of an alien invasion.

Unlike movies such as Independence Day, the fact is, we simply wouldn’t stand a chance against any alien species, should they wish to invade Earth. Instead, I deal with the aforementioned practicalities of what such an invasion might entail and what purpose it would serve, with shades of The Day The Earth Stood Still, in so far as the way the alien emissary Klaatu, played by Keanu Reeves, articulates the concerns of those he represents.

Anyway, that’s the book I’ve chosen to go with first, so all that remains is publishing, right? Wrong. And that’s where I’ll be picking up next time, offering a glimpse into the various processes and stages I went through, to actually write a novel and then to prepare for publishing.

The greatest horror science fiction of them all

In imagining the future, we invent the future, either directly or indirectly. We do so when we share what we imagine with others who have the wherewithal to build those things we dream of. However, in the same way we can imagine a utopia, we can also imagine a dystopia. For my part, I don’t imagine utopias, but by the same token, I don’t imagine dystopias either. I imagine the worst kind of horror.

Circumstance can, on occasion, overwhelm the best of plans. And I find myself standing some distance from the safety of shore, with tidal waters rapidly inundating the sands, leaving me stranded by recent events. How so? In planning several up-coming stories and novels, I find myself framing those imagined worlds in the context of a future that is a natural progression of the one we now live in, a world not basking in the afterglow of any measurable remedial efforts by either politicians of society. And by imagining such things, fate is accelerating those agents of true change — the urges of mankind.

London, that new MMORPG all the cool kids are playing

For all those who think these turbulent times will eventually subside, I urge you to think again. What we’re seeing in London is an artefact of a degenerate second generation who have never really had to struggle or fight for something meaningful during the course of their lives. And right now, they think they’re playing a video game.

What we’re seeing are people who think they’re playing a MMORPG, which is an acronym for Massively Multiplayer On-line Role-Playing Game, just like World of Warcraft. And, in the same way, the rioters have almost nothing to lose, because society is so stupidly permissive and liberal, and endlessly aching to be like some well-adjusted Scandinavian nation we look longingly at across the cold waters of the North Sea, not realizing that such aspirations are quite pointless.

I am not a writer of fantasy, which would at least offer some excursion into escapism. Instead, perhaps this is a disclaimer, whereby you now know that much of what I write will be the most terrifying you will ever read, because society and the very fabric of the world is ripping at the seams, revealing the turbulent violence and venomous turmoil within. Why? Because there are too many people blinking and screaming into existence, and no one nation, no culture, society or individual is capable of controlling our number. That is the true horror science fiction story of our species.

The end!

“The end? Surely sir, you mean the beginning?” I hear you cry. Well, before I can begin, I must first bring certain other affairs to an end. And to that end, I would like to thank one client in particular (who shall remain nameless) for allowing me to arrive at this destination.

I’ve decided to finally commit to stretching my creative muscle in the direction of writing, an indulgence of mine spanning all the way back to when I was at school. However, circumstance and a growing indifference towards the industry within which my business resides, kind of made the decision a little simpler for me.

As an aside, I’m the founder and owner of a web design and internet marketing agency called Octane Interactive, which I started back in 1999.

So what should you expect?

Well, since this is my personal website, I may from time to time discuss various topics of interest, interspersed with my literary endeavours, which this website is ostensibly designed as a venue for. So, as this is an entirely new direction, the whole thing will be a voyage of discovery.

Hopefully, I’ll keep you entertained more than you are compelled to shrug your shoulders with indifference.