Go and have a look.

The venue: The O2 Arena.

SWEET SAVAGE performed their depressing duty as the support act. I thought they were – oh, an arm!

The roadies arguably roused up more reaction from the crowd than the entirety of SWEET SAVAGE’s set.

The band finally take the stage, arriving by Quantum Fissure.

Blurry IRON MAIDEN!

Mr. Janick Gers: close enough to touch.

Lead singer Bruce Dickinson gets the crowd into a ridiculously excited state!

The spotlight/orbiting satellite recharges Bruce at one point. . .

The final track ‘Running Free’, and the concert comes to a close.

The floor and the crowd are a glorious mess.

in conclusion: good gig.

And that was my first, and last, heavy metal concert.

(And you found it, Sir.)

Jesus.

*DEEP BREATH*

Okay.

Last year. December 1st. At the University.

Me and Miss ********* ***** are talking. Like students do. Through several hideous connectings of topics we end up talking about writing. Stephen King and Stephanie Meyer were definitely mentioned (the latter in quite a shocking negative tone! Even though I’ve never read any of her books and thus have no real say) but other than that. . .

Ok, well, the challenge was made. I would write a book, Miss STARS would write a play.

Deadline: December 1st 2010.

The luxury of a year was great then. it fuelled my pride and settled my fear. But now it is nearing the end of June 2010 and. . . well, that leaves only 5 months!

5 months. . .

In all the time beforehand I’ve managed to get a grasp on a VERY ROUGH SETTING for the novel. Also, it has caused me to get obsessed with getting a Daily Routine. I mean, flip, Googling “Writer author routine” and variations on that ate up a *lot* of my time these past few weeks. . .

So! Below is how I’m going to get that deadline sorted:

Start the book on July 1st.

Get a thousand words/scribbles in every weekday.

Sorted!

Right?

. . .

Right?!?

Lee Barnett’s ‘THE FAST FICTION CHALLENGE’ and Warren Ellis’ ‘SHIVERING SANDS ’.

Purchased here for £17.99. Never played any in the series before, but all that critical acclaim and a recent interest in Mythology and such has forced me to have a look.

But I bet, I just bet, that some “Ultimate” collection of the entire trilogy is released soon. For £16.99.

Just wait.

Postponed. It was to be expected. (The research required needs the concentration currently absent at the moment.)

Now, work begins on THE NOVEL. Yes, a novel. Me, someone who writes with no rythmn, style or skill.

But a promise is a promise, one that was made on December 1st 2009 to a fellow University student. And I think I suggested that we each get our projects done (he/she/it has to do a play) a year from now.

And if I used this thing properly, that means we both have 220 days to get it done.

This will be interesting.

Specifically, it is my second and last Media essay for the year. Due in next Thursday, but I’m gonna put pressure on myself to get it done by Sunday night.

Haha. Productivity. It never lasts.