Wayne Smallman's Blog, page 6
June 20, 2012
An experimentation in marketing!
Okay, I'm running an experiment, and Earth Day is the Guinea pig. So what's the experiment? Marketing, that's what. Continue reading →
ISBN
As of today, Earth Day has an ISBN, and I have another 9 in reserve. Continue reading →
A breakthrough with Smashwords
I may have finally whipped Earth Day (a sci-fi novella) and Lucidity into shape, ready for "Premium" status qualification on Smashwords. Continue reading →
June 19, 2012
As of today, Earth Day has an ISBN, and I have another 9 ...
As of today, Earth Day has an ISBN, and I have another 9 in reserve. Continue reading →
June 16, 2012
Ready Player One by Ernest Cline
While not exactly the kind of novel I imagine myself reading, Ready Player One is an exploratory exercise, if nothing else. An although not a great novel, the story is compelling, which I suspect to be because it mirrors some of my own experiences, being a child of the seventies, growing up in the eighties. Continue reading →
June 12, 2012
Churchill’s Hour by Michael Dobbs
Churchill's Hour was at times an absorbing read, but suffered from monotony and melodrama. Continue reading →
The Lost World by Michael Crichton
The Lost World is an astonishingly poor novel, and the only thing that lifts it is the interspersal of rather engagingly written science, which — rather bizarrely — is wholly at odds with everything else. Continue reading →
June 5, 2012
Project Status — A Darkening of Fortune
So far, I've been working on A Darkening of Fortune (Wraith being its former and provisional name) almost the whole of 2012, and it has been the most difficult novel to date. Continue reading →
May 23, 2012
Perfectly impossible!
Perfection is a myth, and more importantly, unnatural.
You see, had the universe ever exhibited anything approaching perfection when it burst into existence, then we wouldn't be here — nor would the moons, the planets, the stars, or galaxies.
Instead, the universe would be an undifferentiated cloud of atoms, each and every single one perfectly equidistant from the other.
Only through the relentless and almost imperceptible perturbations of imperfection can order arise.
You see, had the universe ever exhibited anything approaching perfection when it burst into existence, then we wouldn't be here — nor would the moons, the planets, the stars, or galaxies.
Instead, the universe would be an undifferentiated cloud of atoms, each and every single one perfectly equidistant from the other.
Only through the relentless and almost imperceptible perturbations of imperfection can order arise.
The long play
So I've suspended two novel projects because of the "long play" I have in mind, where (as I've teased once or twice) everything's connected. Continue reading →
