Nicky Bond's Blog, page 32

Join Me in my Sofa-Clinging...

Hello. Thanks for meeting at the assembly point. Shall we do a head count? No? All right, I'm sure we're all here. Just a bit more bloated and booze-soaked than this time last week.

It's that time of year of which I've become a big fan, the older I've got. As the circumstances of my Christmas period (not literally this year, whoop!) have changed, my post-Christmas days have gone from me being a bored and fed up child, to the middle-aged sofa-clinging security of nostalgic TV and a diet of...

Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animals...

Smash Hits posters informed this shot.Just a quick one this week. I imagine there are sighs of relief all round. I know, I get it. We've all got places to be and selection packs to eat. The festive party food needs heating up because, even if it's still whole days before the shops shut for half a minute, it's much more fun to have six brie and cranberry parcels for tea instead of something more balanced and vegetable-inclusive.

But enough of my Monday night food plans. I'm here to spread cheer...

What's the Opposite of an Early Adopter?...

Me and Shiv have so much in common.Oooh it's hard to admit you're wrong, innit. I usually find I am right about everything so it's rarely an issue for me. (LOLZ). But here we are. I've come to realise I've had a big change of heart about something, and it's odd. I'm having to rethink everything from scratch. Both disconcerting and liberating all at once. A brave new world is there for the taking. I'm going in.

Reader, I'm talking about e-readers. Yes, that's the life and death issue that I've...

What Would - insert name here - Do?...

What would Jesus do? No really, what would he do? Heal the sick, feed the starving, do sleight of hand card tricks for his pals? It's the question that believing sorts ask themselves, in order to keep close the reminder that Jesus is emulatable and inspirational. Fair play to them, and to him. Crack on, if that's your way of navigating the world.

Leo McGarry played by John Spencer. In the West Wing, after the almighty Leo McGarry leaves the role of Chief of Staff, and then dies soon...

Perspective Amidst the Festivities...

Sometimes I can't believe my luck.

Rewind to last month and an exchange, similar to the one below, took place between my London-based mate and I.

'Are you free on 26th November?'

'Yes' 

'There's an evening with Emma Thompson talking about her new film. I've got you a ticket.' 

'HELL YES.' 

'There'll also be Greg Wise, Caitlin Moran, and Emilia Clarke talking about what Christmas means to them.' 

'COUNT ME IN. HOLD MY CALLS, CANCEL MY ONE O'CLOCK. TELL THE AMBASSADOR HE'LL HAVE TO...

Cosy Up with One-Note Chocolates...

Picture the scene: A stranger arrives in a new town. In their initial bewilderment, their suitcase falls into the path of a passerby. Contents spill out. The passerby and stranger bundle things back into the bag whilst having an awkward, possibly grumpy exchange. Our romantic protagonists have now met. 
Cosy Up.
No really, please do.Now, I don't know if this sounds familiar, but it seems this is very much A THING. Not in my own novel, I might add,...

Cooper, Nabokov, Welch...

I once read that Jilly Cooper writes her novels in longhand*. It was years ago, albeit years after you'd have expected her to move onto something more techy. I remember thinking how long it must take, how many crossings out there must be, how many mad arrows sweeping over several pages or large asterisks denoting an extra section must be littered throughout her notebooks. Reading that she wrote in longhand provided quite the image. Indeed, after a quick search for authors who opt for this met...

I'll Always Have Chapter Six...

It's writing update time, folks. Get excited. Whoop whoop. 

Despite the constant lure of Twitter and the urge to read every fact-checking thread that debunks the day's news cycle, I am nearing the end of Book Three.

You Can Always Rely on Gnocchi...

I won't lie, it's all a bit of a struggle this week. 


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Why Don't You?...*

You tell 'em Johnny. I'm at my wits
end with all the misdirection and spin.I can only apologise for how small the window of relevancy is for this post. It is tiny. Miniscule. Blink and you'll miss it. But hey ho, let's not let that stop us, yeah? On we trot.

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