Not NaNoWriMo – Part 10

Have I really come up with ten of these?

Well no, as it happens I’ve come up with eleven.

But this is the tenth.

The eleventh is coming soon.

But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

Let’s just enjoy number ten.

For it is the wonderful:

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If you like Sci-Fi and Fantasy, then you’ll love this. I mean if I ever write it obviously. Which I won’t.

But which is it?

Sci-Fi or Fantasy?

They aren’t the same thing you know.

Aren’t they?

Really?

In that case it’s probably safer to say it’s Fantasy because there won’t be anything remotely scientifically credible in it.

Or maybe there will be.

I don’t know.

 I don’t even know what it’s about. But there will be unpronounceable names. Of both people and places. And battles. And strange creatures.

And probably far too much about the politics of the made-up world in which it is set.

And not a single hint of anything resembling humour.

Because this is a serious genre and should be regarded as such.

Quest Fallen

The World Is Watching

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Apparently today is ‘World Television Day’.

I don’t know why we need a day for that.

Don’t get me wrong, I like watching TV as much as anyone, but is it really worthy of its own day?

Evidently so, for today is that day.

It’s not even one of those frivolous ‘made-up-for-the-sake-of-it’ days like ‘World Sandwich Day’.

This has the backing of the United Nations. This is their baby. So, it must be about more than ‘Downton Abbey’.

I did briefly look at the UN website to see if I could work out why today is ‘World Television Day’.

But, about two lines into the explanation, I got bored.

So, I turned on the telly instead.

Not NaNoWriMo – Part 8

Another day, another horrendously bad idea for a novel.

A novel I won’t be writing.

In honour of my continued non-participation in this year’s NaNoWriMo.

Although one person’s idea of a bad novel is another person’s idea of a ‘must-read’.

It’s all subjective really. There’s probably no such thing as bad or good.

It’s all just shades of grey…

Probably about fifty of them if we’re honest…

Which brings me onto today’s effort…

 Mr Whippy

Basically it’s an unashamed rip-off of Fifty Shades of Grey, which is a book I’ve never actually read. Mrs Proclaims has read it. She described it as “one of the worst things ever written, yet strangely unputdownable”.

Which sounds like a recipe for success if ever I heard it.

And there’s no denying that it did quite well.

Obviously I can’t copy it word for word and just change the title.

So I’m going to copy it word for word, change the title and change the character of ‘prominent businessman’ Christian Grey (I got that bit off the blurb) to ‘prominent ice-cream van driver’ Walter Whippy.

Then I’m going to sit back and watch the money come rolling in…

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Not NaNoWriMo – Part 7

Ok people, you know the drill. This is the bit of my blog when I tell you about a novel that I’m definitely not writing in order to fully ‘not participate’ in this year’s NaNoWriMo.

There’s a hint of Scandinavian whimsy about today’s effort as I present:

The Old Man Who Did Something

It’s essentially about an old man who does something. Probably something quite ordinary and mundane.

But in doing that thing he will doubtless make the world a better place in some sort of abstract way.

And everyone will feel uplifted.

Which can only be a good thing.

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Not NaNoWriMo – Part 6

If I were taking part in NaNoWriMo, I’d almost certainly be on track with my word count and winging my way towards a commercial and critical success.

Instead I’ve chosen to affectionately lampoon the whole thing by sketching out ideas for novels I will never write.

Because they are bad ideas.

Today’s worthless would-be work is the following:

You had me at Cello

Everyone loves a ‘rom-com’, don’t they? So, I imagine they also love the literature equivalent – I think it’s known commonly as ‘chick-lit’ although to my untrained eye that does seem sexist as terminology goes. I’m already a little out of my depth here.

On with the story then and this would essentially be centred around a cellist in an orchestra (hence the extremely clever title), who, despite being attractive, and clearly successful (I imagine it’s not easy to become a professional cellist?) has worrying self-esteem issues that instead of addressing in an appropriate and sensitive way, we’ll use to create lots of uncomfortable and highly comic scrapes for her to get herself into. Although in reality, in the broader context of the world we live in, she’s probably quite privileged and all her problems would fall very much into the category of ‘first-world problems’.

Let’s also say that she’s ‘second cellist’ (do they have multiple cellists in orchestras?) and she has her eye on becoming ‘first cellist’ when her mentor (a loveable and wise old person) retires, early in the story. Instead she is overlooked, despite her obvious talent, for a new orchestra member, who is in every way her polar opposite (except they are both cellists – let’s ignore that minor point). He’s also really attractive though.

Initially there’s a kind of sang-froid between them, but eventually, after a number of hilarious mishaps fuelled by their rivalry, they fall in love. Maybe she becomes ‘first cellist’, but in a way that allows him to step aside graciously and retain his dignity.

Let’s throw in some other clichés too. Like a kooky best friend – probably a percussionist in this tale.

And a happy ending that, when all is said and done, is probably a little ‘too happy’ to be even remotely credible.

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Not NaNoWriMo – Part 5

Hello people that are reading this, and welcome to the fifth of my ‘novel’ ideas for novels that I almost certainly will never write, except in the unlikely event that someone comes across this post and wants to read the finished work so badly that they are prepared to give me a stack of cash to write it.

But that won’t happen, so the fifth novel I won’t be writing is this:

The Dividend Yield

It’s a thriller set in the murky world of finance. It’ll be a rollercoaster ride of revenues, and an adrenaline-fuelled journey through investment opportunities.

Basically, it’ll be a cliché-ridden chronicle, probably with a murder or something at the centre of it. There will be various ‘set-pieces’ such as the main two protagonists (an unlikely pairing who have been thrown together in improbable circumstances and who despite their clear differences can’t help but feel a growing sexual tension) sneaking into a building to get information and then having to make a daring escape. There will be a twist at the end that you’ll probably work out in the first few pages of the book.

There will be a paper-thin plot that will be entirely predictable and lots of pages needlessly going into minute detail about economics, so as to turn what would have been quite a slim volume into a much thicker tome and thus give the purchaser the illusion that they are getting value for money, because nothing adds value to a reading experience than extra words. Even if some of those extra words are boring.

It’ll be made into a film starring one of either Matt Damon or Ben Affleck. It won’t be a very good film, but it’ll be vaguely watchable and reasonably cheap to make and should, consequently, make a decent return at the box-office.

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Not NaNoWriMo – Part 2

Hello fellow Internet-users. I’m back with more evidence as to why I really shouldn’t participate in the year’s National Novel Writing Month with another idea for a novel that no-one should ever write.

The title of this non-idea is as follows:

The Darkness Of The Light

This ‘clever’ sounding title is my attempt at literary fiction. I don’t really know what it would be about but the title alone should be enough to tell you it’s going to be really intellectual. I mean how can light be dark? Clearly there is some sort of personal tragedy at the heart of this tale. Perhaps by sharing in the protagonist’s misfortune and consequential stoic optimism we can learn something about our own lives and relationships.

I don’t know.

It all sounds a bit pretentious to be honest.

But it should still sweep to the top of the bestsellers on a wave of critical acclaim and word of mouth before everyone realises it’s actually a bit over-rated and derivative.

But seriously, how can light be dark? My mind is literally blown by my own genius…

The Darkness Of The Light

Not NaNoWriMo – Part 1

Two days ago, I explained that I would not be participating in this year’s National Novel Writing Month (or NaNoWriMo to the aficionado). This is mainly due to time commitments but also partially because I can’t really think of anything I’d want to write an entire novel about.

I did speculatively play around with some ideas for novels I might write though, and I thought I might share a few of those on this very blog  intermittently over the next week or so.

Because if this blog has a point (and I like to believe that it does) then surely it is the sharing of whatever useless nonsense is floating around in my head at any given moment.

So, without out further ado the title of my first novel idea is as follows:

 

The Girl Who Ate A Pie

Now it is possible I’ve missed the boat on this one, but there was definitely a phase of the most successful novels having ‘Girl’ in the title. So, I figured if that still is a ‘thing’ then I’ve already got a bestseller on my hands before anyone has even read a paragraph.

I’m not entirely sure what the premise would be, but essentially there would be a girl, and at some point, she would eat a pie. The pie may or may not be significant. I’d like to think the pie would be quite important though. Most of the ‘Girl’ books centre around some kind of mystery and what’s more mysterious than a pie? Is it a steak and kidney pie or a chicken and mushroom pie? Does she have it with chips or does she opt for mash? Is it even a savoury pie, or could it be a fruit pie (in which case why is she eating it with mashed potato? Cos seriously that’s gross).

See you’re hooked already.

Hollywood are already casting for the lead role in the rushed-to-screen-and-shameless-cash-in movie adaptation.

The Girl Who Ate A Pie

November Novelties

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Yesterday I wrote about how growing a moustache is something you can do to help you get through the atrocious month that is November.

But if moustache-growing is not your thing then another November hobby you could try is novel-writing.

For November is National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo as it is affectionately known.

It really should be known as InNoWriMo, because it’s very clearly an international affair these days, but it started in one country, presumably, and the name ‘NaNoWriMo’ had already caught on before anyone realised that the whole world was playing.

Basically, the goal is to write an entire novel in a month. That’s a minimum of 50,000 words apparently and the goal is very definitely quantity over quality. The idea is to throw off your writing shackles, ignore your overly picky internal editor and just get on with it.

Unlike Movember, which leaves me a little cold, the idea of NaNoWriMo is totally the kind of thing I would do.

But I won’t be doing it this year.

Because failure is not something I enjoy and the two times I’ve tried NaNoWriMo I’ve utterly failed to stick with it beyond a few days.

And this year I’m struggling to keep up with the general stuff that life is throwing at me, so trying to write a novel, even a bad novel, in 30 days seems a little bit beyond me.

But everyone else should totally do it.

Even if those people who’ve misguidedly decided to also grow a moustache.

Because growing a moustache and writing a novel are not mutually exclusive.

Imagine how good it would feel to have written an entire novel and grown a moustache by the end of this month.

Movember Madness

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So it’s November, a month that is genuinely hard to love.

It’s cold, dark and miserable. It’s like December but without Christmas.

Yes there are fireworks, but that’s pretty much it, and they’re all done and dusted before the end of the first week.

Thankfully there are ways to survive November, to help us all to hang on until the bright lights and commercial excesses of December sweep into view.

One way is to grow a moustache. Now clearly this isn’t something everyone can do – there are certain biological limitations at play here. But if you are able to grow a moustache, then November is the time to do it.

The only rule seems to be that you have, rather wittily, got to change the first letter of the month and spend the next 30 days referring to it as Movember. Then you can start growing a moustache at your leisure.

Remember to point it out to everyone, whether they are interested or not. Remind them that not only are you a bit of a ‘character’ for doing this, but you’re also an awesome human being because you’re growing it for charity.

It’s obviously helpful if you can remember what charity it is that you are doing it for – although that doesn’t appear to be the most important aspect of the whole enterprise.

Like every previous ‘Movember’ I’m not going to participate this year, but several times this month people will mistake the facial hair that I acquire due to my usual lethargic approach to shaving as a sign that I fully endorse ‘Movember’.

I don’t.