This book changed my life
The Goat writes, "Some books have made a huge impact on my life." It's true. It wasn't until the b3ta mods read the Flashman novels that we changed from mild-mannered computer operators into heavily-whiskered copulators, poltroons and all round bastards in a well-known cavalry regiment.
What books have changed the way you think, the way you live, or just gave you a rollicking good time?
Friendly hint: A bit of background rather than just a bunch of book titles would make your stories more readable
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 15:11)
The Goat writes, "Some books have made a huge impact on my life." It's true. It wasn't until the b3ta mods read the Flashman novels that we changed from mild-mannered computer operators into heavily-whiskered copulators, poltroons and all round bastards in a well-known cavalry regiment.
What books have changed the way you think, the way you live, or just gave you a rollicking good time?
Friendly hint: A bit of background rather than just a bunch of book titles would make your stories more readable
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 15:11)
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The book that changed me life?
Hasn't been published yet. Y'see, I'm a wannabe novelist.
Working low paying jobs whilst tapping away on the PC during weekends and holidays. All the usual cliches.
So far I've written three 'books'. No pretensions of them being lit classics, they're not. They are the sort of easy, escapist paperback fodder that I enjoy reading myself.
I've no desire to ever have anything I've written reviewed by chin-strokey Guardian types, a few appreciative nods from people who enjoy wasting a few hours and laughing at my poor jokes would be brilliant. Mostly, though, I write them 'cos I enjoy it.
'Run Of Luck'. first effort, a generic crime thriller type thing. I sent this off to a few agents. Rejected, of course, but two of the four letters were very complimentary which was reward enough for a first try. The theory is that a first attempt at fiction is always too autobiographical. The main character in Run Of Luck is a fella in his thirties who is a bit of a friendless slacker who enjoys drinking, gambling and smut too much.
Oh.
The second effort is 'Sunrise B' which is a post apocolyptic horror type effort. Set in Norwich. Imagine Mad Max with tea.
Political vitriol and slapstick farce for 300 pages.
And 'Laurence'. Which is either great or shit. I can't decide.
Probably shit.
I don't earn a great deal of money, less than 19 grand a year, and I'd be happy to be earning less if I could write my old bollocks for a living. Who knows, maybe one day.
If you ever see any of the above in a library or book shop, put 'em in a prominent place for me.
Ta.
Thanks for reading, sorry for waffling.
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 22:10, 2 replies)
Hasn't been published yet. Y'see, I'm a wannabe novelist.
Working low paying jobs whilst tapping away on the PC during weekends and holidays. All the usual cliches.
So far I've written three 'books'. No pretensions of them being lit classics, they're not. They are the sort of easy, escapist paperback fodder that I enjoy reading myself.
I've no desire to ever have anything I've written reviewed by chin-strokey Guardian types, a few appreciative nods from people who enjoy wasting a few hours and laughing at my poor jokes would be brilliant. Mostly, though, I write them 'cos I enjoy it.
'Run Of Luck'. first effort, a generic crime thriller type thing. I sent this off to a few agents. Rejected, of course, but two of the four letters were very complimentary which was reward enough for a first try. The theory is that a first attempt at fiction is always too autobiographical. The main character in Run Of Luck is a fella in his thirties who is a bit of a friendless slacker who enjoys drinking, gambling and smut too much.
Oh.
The second effort is 'Sunrise B' which is a post apocolyptic horror type effort. Set in Norwich. Imagine Mad Max with tea.
Political vitriol and slapstick farce for 300 pages.
And 'Laurence'. Which is either great or shit. I can't decide.
Probably shit.
I don't earn a great deal of money, less than 19 grand a year, and I'd be happy to be earning less if I could write my old bollocks for a living. Who knows, maybe one day.
If you ever see any of the above in a library or book shop, put 'em in a prominent place for me.
Ta.
Thanks for reading, sorry for waffling.
( , Thu 15 May 2008, 22:10, 2 replies)
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