Chip Dale's New Blog
My first full day back between the cracks, neither employed nor claiming benefits, and I’m already thinking about opening a new blog. I know I’m crazy. My Romanian psychotherapist tells me that every morning over breakfast. I also know I don’t find time to write just one blog a day so why should a man tasked with keeping Wales’ largest thong collection clean want to give himself more work? The answer is: I won’t be doing any more work than I’m already doing. I’m just considering publishing my work in progress daily to the web.
Quitting my job has made me focus on getting something finished and I think a new blog might be the way to go about it. The difference is that I’ll be blogging it to a site that is closed off to the general public and to the causal reader. I’d only open it to those of you interested in wanting to see something unfinished, liable to change, and more than likely to end in a wall at 60,000 words. The blog would rarely (if ever) mention thongs and would be a rambling mess that just details my adventure trying to finish a book. It might fail after a week or it might just be my own private playground. I just don’t know. Anybody interested in writing, literature, books, the whole writerly thing would be welcome.
For me, I’m making this step tentatively, aware that I’d be opening up my rather haphazard writing process to the world. I’d be looking for constructive thoughts, feedback, and occasional ego massage during my regular downturns of mood. In exchange, you’d have my eternal thanks and a credit should I ever get the book finished.
What can I tell you about the book? It’s historical novel with little sense of history, darkly comic, with a very scatological theme which I hope to make filthier by the day. It has vague sense of satire and, in tone, I’m aiming for Vonnegut but I figure I’ll be lucky to reach Jilly Cooper. I’ve got 20,000 words written but I’m falling into a trap of polishing the opening chapters. I need to get the words committed to the page so I can move on to write the next 20,000 and then the 60,000 after that.
If you’re interested, leave a comment or email me. I except to get no takers. If I get any, I’ll print up official Thonglateer membership cards and then think about starting the blog.
9 comments:
As they say Chipster another string for your thong go for it, leave the blog open, you wouldn't want all the goody gum drops saying your great without us anonymong tossers saying what a load of rubbish delete and try again.
Anonymous, why don't you just create yourself a blogger account? You can do it and still remain anonymous. You can even use the name Anonymous. Then I could let you into the new blog.
I don't want to leave the new blog open because of copyright reasons (I don't want to censor myself or worry about people stealing my ideas) and also because I don't want casual browsers looking at work that's in progress. Writing straight to a blog like this will be like exposing my soft underbelly and I want to trust the people who read this new work. I suppose I'm also forcing myself to get new chapters written each week and this is a way to do that, while getting some feedback among a not-too hostile audience.
Count me in, Chip.
Ms. Baroque, I knew I could count on you. I just hope I can keep you entertained.
Just flash us some thong, sweetie.
How could we not be intrigued? And it is a great moniker too. Count the dog in.
I'll give it a go
Yes please Chip.
i'd be interested!
i used to worry about people stealing my great ideas: after 2 years of getting my novel rejected by every agent in the universe, i realised no one touch my work with a ten foot barge pole, let alone steal my ideas. Woe, woe, woe.
Funnily, a German girl who's read my novel proposed doing a translation into German that would actually be her own version, changing characters' names and even genders and taking liberties with the plot. i thought this was a fantastic idea and gave her the go ahead.
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