M. Night Shyamalan - a love letter

I love M Night Shyamalan. Well, let’s be accurate - I love his films. Or, even more specifically - I love his approach to films. Or, to be sniper-level accurate - I love his approach to a film’s story.

“What’s you favourite of his films?”

Well thank you for asking convenient O/S voice. My favourite is… nope, not Sixth Sense. Nope, not Signs. Nor Old. MY favourite is The Happening.

“But why? What is wrong with you? Were you dropped on the head as a child?”

Hurtful, convenient O/S voice. No … I think, but I have a reason for that being my favourite of his films, and Ill tell you why because otherwise what’s the point of this post?

The Happening is…. not a good film. But most metrics. As an art form I don’t like using adjectives like bad to describe films. Beauty is, after all, in the eye of the beholder.

If you know you know.

However I do understand why a lot…

“Ahem"!”

OK, fine, most people don’t like it. I even agree with some of their points. But the metrics of how a film is usually judged and rated is not why I like the film. The reason I do is it’s a ****ing batshit idea! Plants suddenly start making people kill themselves? I mean, come on!

But it’s not the idea in itself - it’s that Shyamalan takes the idea seriously. His imaging was captured enough by it he went and wrote a screenplay, organised financing, went through casting, the whole onerous process of making a film about killer pollen and he gave it the time it deserved to breath (pun definitely intended).

Did it work? Probably not. But by god it wasn’t because he didn’t try.

And the thing is, Shammy has enough a catalogue now that some of his ideas didn’t, or didn’t quite work (step forward The Village) and others that very much did (Signs I’m looking at you). But each one he gave it his bloody all to try and let it live.

Creatives should all learn from Shyam The Man. We may fail, but let it not be because we didn’t give it our best shot.


Focus

I live writing short stories. Hell, I love short stories in general. My book shelves are lined with anthologies and periodicals, and my phone’s podcast app are packed with short story ‘casts. I’ve had quite a few short stories published, with one well known actor liking one enough to steal it and adapt it for his own youtube channel (which I would be angry about…. but he did such a good job) and being shortlisted for a couple of awards.

However, I also want to make a living out of writing, and unfortunately, it’s not the 19th century anymore (which is doubly a shame because I would rock a top hat), so short stories aren’t going to cut that.

Why am I bringing this up? Because recently a couple of magazines put out some anthology calls which immediately caught my attention with the kind of excitement that sees stories develop behind my eyes even as I’m reading the submission guidelines (side note – ALWAYS follow the submission guidelines).

And yet… my time is limited. Three kids, full time job, lots of other stuff going on and all that. Which means my writing time is already less than what I’d like. And I have a noir novel that needs editing and a middle grade superhero novel that needs drafting, and I have a sequel to Children of the Wild to write and… you get the idea.

Some guy called Neil Gaiman once said he always wanted to be a writer, so all his work decisions were based on the question “would this take me to full time writing quicker?” If it did, great. If it didn’t, well, sacrifices must be made.

So, with a heavy heart those two story ideas have been shelved. Still good ideas, but let’s say they’re ahead of their time. I can come back to them when I’m doing this full time.

Michael

10 years of Christmas Press Picture Books

Around 11, maybe twelve, years ago I made a fortuitous decision - I went on a writing course. Now, I didn’t necessarily learn anything from this course, or at least nothing I can remember, but I did meet the wonderful Beattie Alvarez through it. It’s rare that you meet someone whose on the same creative level as you, but we got along like a house on fire while workshopping writing and critiquing each others’ ideas, and if nothing else came from that course having the chance to work alongside her would have made it worthwhile on its own.

But that wasn’t the only thing to come from that course, because afterwards Beattie began working with Christmas Press Picture Books, and they were going to put together an anthology of Christmas stories for children, and oh wouldn’t you know it she knew someone who just might want to contribute a story to it.

Me. She meant me.

And I am so glad she did. What came from that first email was a story called ‘The Boar’s Head’ ( still one of my favourite stories) to be published in Once Upon a Christmas. Since then I’ve had the pleasure of contributing to other Christmas anthologies, and giving readings at the books’ launches (let me say, giving a reading to a roomful of children using different character voices is some of the best fun anyone can have). And on top of that I’ve been fortunate enough that Christmas Press’s YA imprint Eagle Books also published my first novel, Children of the Wild, in 2022.


It’s been one hell of a ride with Christmas Press and all the wonderful people who work there. I know they’ll continue to publish great books for people of all ages, and we’re all much better off for that. Here’s to another 10 years.

Death to plot holes - but not in that way

Let me tell you a story. When I was in primary school, probably around 8 years old, a kid didn’t turn up for school one day. The teacher asked if anyone had seen them, and I raised my hand and I told the teacher that, yes, not only had I seen the kid outside school that morning, but I’d also seen him talking to an adult and then get into a van with the same adult.

Do adults exists? Yes. Did this one? No.

You see, I’m one of nature’s story tellers. At the time in the 80s this was labelled as telling lies (hard to find a fault there) and spending a lot of time standing the class room corner, but damn it, I could see an opening and I went for it.

The kid turned up to school later (his dad had taken him to the dentist and forgot to tell the school or something – I dunno, I was 8), but this was well after I’d been whisked off to the head teacher’s office and the police called, where I embellished this apparent abduction with physical descriptions and a partial licence plate.

Off went the police, I was sent back to the class room reassured I’d been brave, and everyone was happy.

Only, that can’t have been the case, can it? Something happened, because the police were involved and they thought a child had been kidnapped. But I honestly never heard anything about the incident again, and it was never spoken of at school (I’d already moved on – never revise your old stories).

What’s my point? Well I’m glad you asked. My point is, not everything is tied up and explained away. Yep, I’m talking about “plot holes”.”

I hate plot holes. Not that they exists, but that some people jump on them as if they’re some kind of gotcha and validate their own opinion of their superiority. What these people call plot holes can be many things, but they’re usually down to the choices a character makes in fiction or on screen. The big one for me is Charlize Theron’s character running directly away from the rolling Engineer spaceship in Prometheus. “No one would run directly away from a threat!” they cry. Give me 30 seconds and I’ll show you a dozen videos of someone doing exactly that when practicing home arboriculture, and that’s without the terror of being hunted by aliens.

Humans are panicky skin bags, full of water and hormones, and we make stupid decisions even when unforced. Stick us in stressful situations – which stories mostly are – and those decisions become even more stupid. If everyone acted sensibly there would be no no drama, no stakes. No stories.

There’s an episode of Community where the characters discuss how to act in a horror film. IE, call the police, don’t split up and explore the creepy house – just stand back to back and wait.

Yeah. Sounds riveting.


 

There’s a saying from Tom Clancy that the difference between fiction and reality is fiction has to make sense. The problem with pithy sayings is they don’t always bear any relevance to actuality. Fiction, like life, doesn’t always make sense. But so long as it’s compelling, who cares?

There’s one plot hole I do agree stands up to scrutiny (plot hole in this case meaning ‘goes against the internal world logic of the story’ because the people who enjoy picking them apart can’t even agree on what a plot hole is), and that’s the first scene of Star Wars a New Hope with the artillery commander who decides to let the last escape go un-vaporised.

They destroyed all the others. The Empire is always about it’s soldiers following orders, and he followed them up to that point, and there was no reason of him not to follow them then.

But, had he given that one order Episodes 4 through 9 wouldn’t have happened.

Boring.

Wait….*thinks of A New Hope*….. slightly more boring.

The events in my primary school above were never tied up, but for one morning they made things a little more exciting for a few people….. and probably resulted in my mum being called in to see the headteacher about me making things up again.

Michael  

Happy Publication Day to me!

Children of the Wild is officially published today!

After so many hours writing, editing, wondering how the amazing Lorena Carrington managed to capture the visuals so well, Children of the Wild is officially published today. It’s been a journey, but I’ve been helped through by the amazing people at Eagle Books.

It’s an odd feeling, letting your creative baby out into the world. I’ve done it before with short stories, novellas, and game background books, but everyone tells me the first novel is different, and, well, it is. I hope you like it.

“So, what’s next” I hear the voices in my head cry. Well, I’m halfway through the next book. Not a continuation of Children. Matthew, Adam and Alex all have more stories to tell, but that will come later. For the moment I’m midway through the first draft of what will be the first in a series based in the world of a short story I wrote for Ghostwoods Books a few years ago. What’s better than a murder crime thriller? A murder crime thriller where the victims can still be interviewed, that’s what.

Michael

Writer cave progress and cover reveal

Progress. I have made progress! What? No, not with writing, don't be silly. With the project designed to distract me from writing! That's progress? Right?

Well I'm choosing to believe it is.

So, floor done, walls up, roof (mostly) on. Just about to start on the weatherboards today so long as the rain holds off. Hopefully I'll be done soon enough. I'll need it to be. Because I have some big news, and I'll be needing a shed for it.

And on other news, Children of the Wild has a cover, as provided by the wildly talented (pun sort've intended) Lorena Carrington.

Cover reveal for Children of the Wild! | Eagle Books

Lorena nailed this one. She tends to nail all of them I suppose, but I'm bias. You cna check out Lorena's other work here.

Operating at 0.100% efficiency

Here's the thing, we're all in the middle in a once in a century (hopefully) pandemic situation, where there are so many and varied impacts on our lives that none of is have experienced before. The impacts are physical such as limits on movement or impacts on health, and emotional, such as additional stress due to uncertainty and general increased anxiety.

Given that, it's understanbable that you're operating at your best, and you need to be kind to yourself because we will come out of the other end of this eventually and we can hit the ground running when that happens.

But's it's understandable that your bloody brain won't see it that way and will pound you constantly that you're not doing your best.

Maybe that's just me. It's not, but in these isolated times it can feel that way.

That's a long winded way of saying, yes i have been writing, but no, it's not nearly as much as it has been in the past.

Anyhoo, partly to help deal with the current situation and partly because it's been on my do to list for a while, I started working on a garden studio a few months back. This will act as a line of demarcation for work and writing away from the house (as I'm currently working at the same desk I play The Witcher badly at).

This is going well if i do say so myself, and have already asked my mum to stitch a nice "Go Away I'm Writing" sign for the door.

In the meantime I'm still plugging at the current novel with the working title of 'Primal' until something better occurs, and of course reading where I can. More on that in another post.

Stay safe and please get vaccinated if you can (I have and I think it made me taller).

Michael

I have news...

Well, this past eight months has been, to put it mildly, not great. (I said 'mild'). But one piece of news has hit me that I can share now which has put a sheen on event he dullest of lockdowns. Ahem:

Allow me to introduce you to Michael Grey, novelist. Which means I still make things up, just in longer form.

Children of the Wild will be published by Eagle Press in early 2022.

"What's it about?"

Well thank you for asking, convenient third person. It's a.... surprise. Yeah, very cop outy, but I can't go into that without giving away a big twist, and I need to talk to editor about how it's going to be put out first. Let's just say if you don't like it I'll be terribly upset. To put it mildly.

Michael

Narrative structure ain't so basic

My wife's cousin owns an animation studio. He's a top bloke. Those are really the only two things you need to know about him for the moment, because for now he's going to serve as my everyman in this situation.

Anyhoo, his studio. Does a lot of good work, making short animated info films for local government, businesses and the like, and a while ago he gave me a call.

"Michael" (says he) "You're a writer and stuff."

"I am" (says I).

"I have this idea for an animated short." (says he) "I'd like you take a look at the script."

This is a roundabout way to say I reviewed a script written by someone who by his own admission didn't know how to tell a story. As i went in and began correcting things and making suggestions, it occurred to me that we writers who have yet to Make it Big(tm) are a little too hard on ourselves. We look at what we do and think "Well, that's too obvious" and agonise for too long on how to make it less so because we think we're telegraphing our ineptitude, when what we're doing is laying down skills that are second nature to us as storytellers. They're only basic to us.

Is this extra work we force on ourselves worth it? Maybe. Depends on the story. But my point is we're in the habit of paralysing ourselves unnecessarily.

Stop it (I'm talking to you), and just write. You got this.

Michael

It's been..... too long

Seriously, it has. Don't fear, I've been here all along, but my attention has been elsewhere. Jobs, families and bills wait for no one, and my limited writing time has been elsewhere. But luckily, we all have more free time now, right?

Unright.

Anyone in the middle of this lockdown working from home with children will tell you exactly how much they miss school and child care. But despite that, after getting my last manuscript to the publisher - hoorah - I've made progress on plotting the next. It's..... slow going, to say the least, and ti does not help that everyone keeps posting that fact about Shakespeare writing whole plays while he was in lockdown, and the Insta set showing off their newly found skills in sourdough baking and Inuit nose poetry.

You are you. Get done what you can. These are trying times for all of us, and any progress you can make over whatever timeline is still a step forward. Good for you, give yourself a pat on the back, and I hope you live in a country where alcohol stores are classed as an essential service.

You got this.

Michael

*tap tap* Is This Thing Still On?

Sooo.... time to grab that perennial opening again.

Yes. It has been a while. No, there's no hiding it - it's been a &^%ing long time. Life, as they say, has gotten away from me. Work and family and all that brings. It's not a struggle unique to me, as nothing is in life, but that does not make it any less real.

And, if I'm being honest, the enforced 'holiday' from writing has hit me hard. Award submission opening have come and gone and for the first time in years I've had nothing to send in. My daily word count has dropped to near zero, and confidence I had in msyelf that I've steadily built up over years has worn to nearly nothing until it feels like the point at where i once was is now a mounting in front of me.

But, mountains are meant to be climbed, right?

I'm not a gritty, tough guy who fights because they have something to prove, but I am contrarian as *(&^ and I will get back up there. So, this is my pledge to you, imaginary reader, I will get my manuscript (from herein renamed 'Mt Manuscript') and get it to a publisher before the new year.

See you in a month....

Get These Motherfudgin' Prams Off This Motherfrikkin' Hallway!

It's been a while since my last post*. (*Perennial opening). Although I haven't been idle, constant reader, oh no, but I have been slow. Work, you see, has taken one hell of a chunk of my time. This isn't necessarily a Bad Thing. I love my new job, and I have the satisfaction that each day I leave I've done something good for the planet and the environment. But that doesn't leave much time for writing.Neither does child #3. See that link tot he title?Yes, the old pram in the hallway. Well, h'es a toddler now, so it's less a pram and more one of those weird laying down balance bike things without peddles, but you get the idea.So, with work, kiddies and all the guff associated I have roughly -25% free time to write.So, what do you do?No, drinking comes later.You grab what time you can. That minute while you're waiting for the soup to warm, for you youngest to choose his favourite socks - keep the laptop handy, warmed up and ready to go.Transient time, if you will. Liminal time. This is where you live. This is where you get your writing done.I've been lucky enough that this period of my this current work coincides with editing rather than writing, but it's still hard and slow and frustrating.But it gets you there. Slowly. And now I can see light at the end of the tunnel, and it came from editing one paragraph at a time.Also now the little one is toilet trained, so more time! Huzzar! Michael

Making time to write

Let’s run a little experiment – who here is an adult, raise your hand…. OK, that’s pretty much everyone.Let’s try another – keep your hand up if you’re also a writer….. right, almost everyone again.Now the kicker – keep your hand up if you have enough time to write.There, see? Pretty much they all went down.And that’s where this little adventure begins. Y’see, here’s the thing – I’m a father of three with a full time job. After the essentials of spending time with the kids, making sure they’re fed, their nappies are changed, their homework is done (different kids, don’t worry), they’re tucked in, all the housework is done, I’m up to date on my current work projects, the house maintenance is under control, and I’ve actually spent some quality time with the wife because, well, being married is nice, I’m pretty much exhausted.And if you’re an adult writer with responsibilities I bet you feel pretty much the same way.I still do get time to write. After a conversation with an editor last month I worked out I’d written over 200k words over the past two years, which isn’t bad, but they were spread over projects. And now I have a novel to deliver and I need the bugger finished.Something, n short, had to be done if I was going to make this work.So, in steps my wife.  Like I said, being married is nice. She’s prodded me into action by taking the kids one evening a week, allowing me to stay in the city after work, head to the library (see exhibit A) and get some solid writing in.

An actual picture of me not writing but taking a picture.... you get what I'm doing.

And the crazy thing is, it worked. I know – actually doing something proactive had positive results – who would have thought?I’ll still be trying to fit what I can in on the train to work when I get a seat (ha!) or at work if I get a lunch break (double ha!), but for now one evening a week is mine to write and nothing else.Tune in same time next week for further progress.Michael

The importance of showing vs not showing a damn thing

Superhero movies are crap.There, now I have your attention. Although I will assure you that sentence has more purpose than to grab your attention, because by and large it’s true. Fight me. No, don’t, unless it’s at Street Fighter and I can pick e Honda. Super hero films are, mostly, shite. They fall back on the same characters who by the will of the studios, can’t grow, fight the same handful of well-known antagonists, and tell stories already told. Often multiple time.Seriously, Uncle Ben and Bruce’s parents have been killed more times than Jack Harkness.But, as usual, there are exceptions. Man of Steel (fight me again) is one, for reasons I won’t go into here, and the Avengers, for a particular reason I will.There are a few reasons the Avengers is a standout. Joss Whedon is one, that it can forgo the character and scene setting most other films have to sink time into is another. But I want to talk about a particular shot.  This one, in fact. And more specifically, the last 8 seconds:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4OlWYAXc6YFor those who haven’t seen the film (and there are many, because superhero films are crap, remember?) here we see Bruce Banner being convinced veeeeery gently to come join the fun. But it’s the last part which is telling. Throughout the scene the hut has been surrounded by a squad of heavily armed soldiers. But why? Nothing happened. We saw nowt. In and of itself, that scene isn’t great, but that eight second camera swap was the payoff that made.They were scared. That’s tight storytelling. That tells the viewer, even if they don’t know who Bruce Banner, that there’s something terrifying just below the surface.The same technique is used in Inglorious Basterds, where we first meet Donny Donowitz, AKA, the Bear Jew:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVEFCDP4KiMAnd if you want a longer build up of the same, Jaws, where an entire town is held in sway by a threat we know is there, but all we see are the after effects of what that threat is capable of.Done right, this technique is effective as hell. It draws on the viewer / reader’s own imagination because they – and us writers often hate to admit it – can conjure up much more frightening sights than we ever could. It’s one reason why The Blair Witch project and Paranormal Activity were so bloody frightening.We’re often told to show, don’t tell, but not showing can be even more effective. By purposefully not showing, but describing around the subject, we give it context, we amplify its meaning, its potential.Perhaps the best use of this in fiction is my firm favourite Adam Nevill, especially in his novel Last Days. The first half of the novel is the usual scrabblings in the dark, the shuddering of cupboards from within, btu delivered with Nevill’s visceral style.Another example would be Horus Rising by Dan Abnett. Even non-fans of Warhammer 40k (and there are many, because if anything can suck harder than superhero movies it’s IP fiction – fight me all over again) would do well to read this first novel in the Horus Heresy series. Abnett treats the Astartes (giant, power-armoured supersoldiers of the far futures) as a antural disaster, showing us the after affects of these soldiers’ actions on the regular humans who witness them and who – and here’s the thing – are on the same side. Shell shock by proxy. Before you even see them you’re in awe of what they can do. It’s effective.  Hell, it’s effecting.Don’ describe the monster. Once it’s a monster, it’s a monster, and monsters can be beaten. But beating something that exists only in your head? Aye, give that a go.Michael 

The Horror of the Mundane

This is something which I've been thinking about for a while now, and listening to the great Ramsay Campbell speak on the Best Seller Podcast recently brought it back to mind, so I thought I'd be a mind-splurge here.When asked his tips for budding horror writers Ramsay said to write what made you scared, not what you think the reader would find scary. Makes sense.  As the saying goes, 'no tears in the writer, no tears in the reader'. And he also name-checked Adam Nevill a few times on writers who manage to scare him now.I've spoken about my love of Nevill's work before, and he remains one of the authors whose books I preorder without waiting for reviews because I know they're going to be good (not disappointed yet). What hits me most about his writing is how he manages to maintain tension throughout a novel, and his visceral prose (I read the second half of The Ritual with one hand clamped to the side of my head in sympathy with me main character).But what I've been thining about most recently is his novel No One Gets Out Alive. No One Gets Out Alive by Adam NevillNOGOA - to be short - nearly defeated me. I won't go too much into the story as you really should read it, but the supernatural elements of the horror take a while to kick to in, which is fine. A writer as talented as Nevill knows the benefits of a maturing tension. But in this case it allowed a sceondary horror to creep in - that of the poverty trap.And that's what stopped me reading. I've been there, of living hand to mouth and that despair of seeing no way out, and Nevill portrayed it perfectly. I don't know if he intended it that way and one day In intend to ask him, but it was so close to the mark of one of my very real fears that when the regular horror kicks in and people started dying that it was actually a relief.And that's what sticks out to me for this book. Nevill tapped into a very real fear of mine, and for a while it made me put the book down and walk away, because it was just that much too close to the mark. And at teh end of the day, it was far more frightening then an kind of supernatural haunting, and by a long margin.I've tried to include that in my own writing. In Grind, my story in Fox Spirit's Pacific Monsters, my horror wasn't being trapped on a barren island by a half-seen ocean creature. It was that the humans there could let the tension break them in npredictable ways, it was that the main character may never see his child again.We all see the monsters in our mind differently, but we all understand the terror of being separated from our children.Image result for pacific monsters fox spiritAnyway, now I've managed to frighten myself all over again, I'm off. Toodles. Michael

A Miniature Christmas - the reviews begin

I got my hot little hands on some contributor copies of A Miniature Christmas recently, and oh my is it pretty. Easily the best looking edition of the collection so far. But more importantly, the first review are coming in.... 

Kids' Books Review posted a very nice review of the collection, and wouldn't you know it, Straight on 'Til Morning got a mention:

"I love Oliver Phommavanh’s story about the little elf in an app that comes to life to tell Nathan how much fun he can get out of each toy he wants for Christmas. George Ivanoff’s story about a Christmas fairy trap is magical and Michael Grey’s reimagining of a Peter Pan ‘chrimbas’ is fun and authentic."

 It's so nice when that happens, and it's really made my day.Well, that's enough self-congratulating out of the way. The edits to this novel won't make themselves.....  

Best of Horror 2017 Honourable Mention

Well this was very nice news to wake up to. My story Grind (which you may remember is published in the Pacific Monsters anthology from Fox Spirit books) received an honourable mention in this year's Best of Horror 2017 collection from Ellen Datlow.This is officially a Big Thing. When I started writing I looked at Ellen's collections and said, "That's it. That's where I'm aiming for." And while I may not have quite gotten there this time....To quote the man, "Next time, Gadget, next time."

What I learned From.... Nemesis Games, by James S A Corey

Long time readers (I know there are some of you, Analytics wouldn't lie to me) may remember a while back I used to post about what I learned from each book I read. I thought with was a better take on reviewing books, especially coming from the "if you have nothing good to say, say nothing" school of being brought up and, well, there are some pretty bad books out there.So, in the spirit of keeping things positive I decided to pick a few things I learned from a book as I'm old enough to be sure now that you will always learn something new if you pay enough attention.So, let's pick up this series again with Nemesis Games by James S A Corey...Nemesis Games.jpg For those who don't know, Nemesis Games is the fifth book in the Expanse series of sci fi novels, which follow Captain James (why is it always James?) Holden and his merry around the inner solar system in a hard sci fi version of our nearish future.To cut to the chase, you should read this series. The hard and realistic application of politics over long distances has me pushing The Expanse series as Game of Thrones in space, and I've managed to get misters (they're a writing pair) Corey a few extra readers (No need to thank me, but a names character wouldn't go amiss).But, Nemesis Games in particular..... it's often harder to learn something from a good piece of art then it is from a bad one. By definition, a good piece of art is good at more than one thing, so it can be difficult to pick exactly what was good about it. And that certainly is the case here. The pacing is steady where it needs to be, racing where appropriate. The action is mind blowing in its scope, without crossing that indistinct line into silly, and the characters are believable.... ah, there we go. Characters. Or, more specifically, the crew of the Rosy. Or even more specifically, the Captain, James (always James!) Holden.Here's a thing - one rule writers are always told is avoid the White Knight protagonist. They're boring, they avoid conflict. Bad bad bad. And Holden is about as cookie cutter a White Knight as they come. He always does the Right Thing, will never do anything which could hurt someone else, even if they deserve it, plays by every single rule, and will go out of his way to be honest accommodating.And yet, Holden manages to be the biggest conflict creator in the actual solar system.Corey gets around this by making Holden's decisions be the creator of conflict in others. Semi spoiler alert for the first book, but him insisting on following his moral code of being open and truthful almost sets of a civil war int he first book. Twice.That neat little sidestep alone would make Holden a worthy main character, but Corey compounds the interest by giving him more complicated sides, in the form of his crew.Image result for james holden the expanse

"What? We always casually hang around the table casually like this."

We have Alex, the pilot acting as Holden's regret, Naomi who gives him the awareness to question his own actions, and, my personal favourite, Amos, who ably embodies the amoral psychopath in us all. And without giving too much away, in Nemesis Games Holden is left on his own, bereft of his personality extensions he very much was left at the whim of the conflict he himself set in motion in earlier books.So, what did I learn from Nemesis Games? That there are rules to writing, but if you have a plan, sometimes they're more guidelines. 

Aurealis Awards

Well, I didn't win. I did say I didn't expect to. The other finalists were spectacular each and every one. And as I said, just being among them is honour enough for me in one go. And Chris Mason's story 'The Stairwell' was a standout.So, congratulations to Chris and of course all the other winners and finalists, and I encourage you to go read The Stairwell, it really is worth your time.