<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:24:47.427-08:00</updated><category term='BBC'/><category term='William Boyd'/><category term='Film 2003'/><category term='QUEEN STREET GANG'/><category term='NEW STORIES'/><category term='TV executives'/><category term='IMDB'/><category term='UCF'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='characters'/><category term='village'/><category term='premise'/><category term='writing industry'/><category term='Rosenthal'/><category term='CHILDREN&apos;S TV'/><category term='Titanic'/><category term='Jonathan Creek'/><category term='radio stations'/><category term='Halifax'/><category term='Number 6'/><category term='screenwriters'/><category term='spy'/><category term='illegal broadcasting'/><category term='TV writers'/><category term='The Book Show'/><category term='ITV'/><category term='James Caviezel'/><category term='behind the scenes'/><category term='stage play'/><category term='industry analysis'/><category term='Richard Curtis'/><category term='Emma Freud'/><category term='STAR TREK: VOYAGER'/><category term='The Boat that Rocked'/><category term='Alan Davies'/><category term='Janes Cameron'/><category term='Ruth Wilson'/><category term='versatility'/><category term='1860s'/><category term='Kate Mosse'/><category term='MARIELLA FROSTRUP'/><category term='David Renwick'/><category term='TOM GRATTAN&apos;S WAR'/><category term='idea'/><category term='Sally Wainwright'/><category term='recession'/><category term='Patrick McGoohan'/><category term='noughties'/><category term='Muppets'/><category term='Red Productions'/><category term='boarded shops'/><category term='Harry Brown'/><category term='writer'/><category term='contacts'/><category term='component parts'/><category term='Soaps'/><category term='Number Six'/><category term='SKY ARTS 1'/><category term='Tracy Chevalier'/><category term='conflict'/><category term='The Prisoner'/><category term='FOLLYFOOT'/><category term='Blake Snyder'/><category term='PRIME FACTORS'/><category term='film-making'/><category term='industry professionals'/><category term='KINGDOM'/><category term='pirate radio'/><category term='Aristotle'/><category term='Italian Job'/><category term='extras'/><category term='Get Carter'/><category term='supporting artistes'/><category term='Michael Caine'/><category term='critique'/><category term='screenwriting'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='Jonathan Ross'/><category term='Unforgiven'/><category term='worst film'/><category term='romantic comedy'/><category term='Screen Yorkshire'/><category term='ALLO ALLO'/><title type='text'>grahblog - the musings of Graham Higson</title><subtitle type='html'>A diary page reflecting the thoughts and aspirations&lt;br&gt;of a freelance screenwriter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2020727527763094417</id><published>2010-07-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:05:04.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The place to be</title><content type='html'>"Where you will be in 5 years' time will depend on the books you read and the people you meet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in business said that to me 18 years ago. They weren't talking about writing or being a writer, although since then I've often reflected on the ability of the maxim to embrace almost any discipline &amp;#8211; but it is particularly pertinent to doing what we as writers want to do, which is to tell stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how, if you're wanting to break into writing, do you immerse yourself in the atmosphere and mindset of those who are "in" the industry or the business or however you want to term it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so your first question is, "what are the books to read?" Well, reading widely is the first thing I'd suggest, together with some of the more serious academic books (keep away from titles such as "Become a top-selling novelist in just 30 days"), for which a university's reading list for a creative &amp;#8211; or professional &amp;#8211; writing course should be obtained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, then, back to the question: how to rub shoulders (not necessarily in a literal sense) with those who are &lt;em&gt;in there&lt;/em&gt; as well as those who want to be because they, too, often have something valuable to offer (morale springs to mind). Short of actually attending one of the annual literary festivals such as the Guardian Hay or Port Eliot, you can experience a sense of belonging and feel for the industry by simply watching &lt;em&gt;The Book Show&lt;/em&gt; on the SkyArts channel. There's also Channel 4's &lt;em&gt;TV Book Club&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Book Show&lt;/em&gt;'s 9-day coverage of the 2010 Guardian Hay Festival meant that the presenter, Mariella Frostrup, was in our living room every day with an impressive selection of writers as diverse as Kate Mosse and Bill Bryson and Robert Winston. But whoever or whichever you prefer reading, each one has his own perception of writing for a living which means that each one of us, at whichever stage we are, can learn something of value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good things come to an end as did the Hay Festival; it also meant the end of the series. I felt like I'd actually met the writers that were interviewed and, yes, I can say that something has rubbed off. We may not have actually walked in each other's footsteps or breathed the same air, but it feels like I have rubbed shoulders with these great names in contemporary literature. They don't know me, but I have gleaned some of the essence of their personalities, which can be priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where will I be in 5 years' time? That will depend on the books I've written and the people I have met, if only in a virtual sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2020727527763094417?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2020727527763094417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/place-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2020727527763094417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2020727527763094417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/place-to-be.html' title='The place to be'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-1681852361165375195</id><published>2010-05-04T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:42:47.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time travel</title><content type='html'>In the previous &lt;a href="http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/sinkable-errors.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; I mentioned anachronisms and since then these stray items from the future have been availing themselves, seemingly, all over the place. And strangely, all of them were for programmes made for ITV. I have nothing against ITV, but I'd be failing in my objectivity if I didn't mention this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One major drama series set in 1952 showed a postcard that, in the story, had been posted almost 20 years before &amp;#8211; but the card bore a Queen Elizabeth II postage stamp. The Queen was crowned in 1953. Okay, so if you blinked you missed it, but I would have thought there'd have been enough George V stamps kicking around in philately collections to satisfy the prop requirements. Or, and this is possible, the production assistant concerned didn't know any basic history and probably thinks our Queen Elizabeth has been around since the 1500s. That's probably more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second instance concerned a drama set in 1945 that had larch-lap fencing panels in the background. Now, so far as I have been able to discover by talking to industry professionals (joinery), this style of fencing was not invented until the 1970s, although a similar style &amp;#8211; a form of inter-woven fencing also originally made from long-lasting cedar &amp;#8211; was introduced sometime in the 1960s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another anachronism from the same episode showed a moulded clear plastic box for storing fishing flies. In 1945 such storage would have been in a box made of wood and with a sliding glass cover &amp;#8211; proper glass, that is, not plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame the writers for this; if every script needed detailed action directions such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE TAKES OUT A CRUMPLED POSTCARD BEARING A GEORGE V STAMP. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then screenplays might easily be thick as a Dan Brown novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, preventing such mess-ups is down to someone on the team doing their job properly and thinking more about accuracy and less about alcohol &amp;#8211; okay, I'm joking! But someone's attention has been misplaced, maybe even time-warped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, though, that such mistakes will be there forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-1681852361165375195?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1681852361165375195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-travel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1681852361165375195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1681852361165375195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-travel.html' title='Time travel'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6064575003630977669</id><published>2010-04-21T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:32:58.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinkable errors</title><content type='html'>Readers of this blog will remember that I'm not a huge fan of Amazon's Imdb &amp;#8211; the definitive database of screen entertainment, and one of the things about it that annoys me is the "Goofs" section that accompanies most titles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where those sad individuals get to write their reports after they've peered at their screens watching and noting down anything they claim is wrong. "Sod the story &amp;#8211; let's find fault and make ourselves feel in control!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They find continuity errors, revealed crew and/or equipment in the form of shadows and reflections (and sometimes right &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; in shot!), factual errors and anachronisms. I've spotted a few over the years, but I try not to let them spoil my enjoyment of the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errors during filming are not the responsibility of the writer, but the facts of the stories are (fantasy and science fiction aside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to explain why this blog entry is late: it's because at UCF we have been sweating over a module specifically about research &amp;#8211; about the market, the audience we're aiming for, and the accuracy of the subject matter we are writing about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron came unstuck with one such example in &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt; where he has Rose talking about Freud's theory on male preoccupation with size, when in reality Freud didn't write about this until 8 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that sort of "goof" is typically spotted by someone who really needs to get out more, but at least here, in Cornwall, we are learning how to avoid writing such errors into our novels and screenplays and keeping such individuals out of the sunlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6064575003630977669?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6064575003630977669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/sinkable-errors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6064575003630977669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6064575003630977669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/sinkable-errors.html' title='Sinkable errors'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6566963917365277645</id><published>2010-04-13T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:41:08.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some stuff comes back</title><content type='html'>Despite dramas such as &lt;em&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Royal&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Bill&lt;/em&gt; getting wiped off our screens due to some indiscriminate whim of an ITV executive (both of whom have, by this time, gone on their merry ways), the power of the audience is being felt almost as if they were calling "it's behind you!" I am talking about the welcome return of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0310455/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foyle's War&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which began on ITV, Sunday 11th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Axed in 2007, the show has been given a new lease of life following the weight of public demand. I remember watching an interview with its creator, Anthony Horowitz, when it first aired and he said that each series would deal with the events of a particular war year &amp;#8211; chronologically, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then ITV's then director of television decided that he wanted to attract an upmarket younger audience &amp;#8211; as if he would know what people want to watch. I mean, let's face it: such arrogance is usually some misguided and desperate attempt to pull in more advertising revenue by attracting... more upmarket viewers? Amongst the younger audience? I'll stop there before I commit the cardinal sin of generalisation and falling into cliché country &amp;#8211; a bit like the former ITV director of television did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In its normal run, as originally outlined, &lt;em&gt;Foyle's War&lt;/em&gt; got to 1943... and then, after being dumped, jumped to 1945 for a one-off 2-hour special just to cap it all off and make way for the wealthy youth. I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that Anthony Horowitz will, at the very least, have storylined the programmes that were never made, and I sympathise with him. The new series takes over after VE-day in 1945, which is better than nothing, and I'm wondering if they'll consider a series that backtracks to those missing years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6566963917365277645?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6566963917365277645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-stuff-comes-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6566963917365277645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6566963917365277645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-stuff-comes-back.html' title='Some stuff comes back'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-9037801849487656289</id><published>2010-04-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:57:23.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARIELLA FROSTRUP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SKY ARTS 1'/><title type='text'>Yippee for The Book Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S78VCXrxzwI/AAAAAAAAADE/hRx5Mj2hMhQ/s1600/126745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S78VCXrxzwI/AAAAAAAAADE/hRx5Mj2hMhQ/s320/126745.jpg" border="0" alt="Image property of SkyArts, thank you." title="Image property of SkyArts, thank you." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458104403857886978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've previously mentioned, &lt;a href=" http://thebookshow.skyarts.co.uk/seriesfour/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Book Show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which is shown on the SkyArts 1 channel, has certainly sold a number of books to this household. And whilst this blog is primarily about screenwriting and associated trivia, naturally I read books for entertainment, escapism and as a source of inspiration, so this programme is a damned useful resource.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week 3 authors are interviewed by presenter, Mariella Frostrup, who tirelessly gets them to reveal why and how they put pen to paper (yes, some writers still do that) &amp;#8211; or however &amp;#8211; and makes the meeting seem so natural it's as if we are listening in on a friendly chat. It is hard to imagine she has the time to read every book, but that's the impression she gives. Ms Frostrup is an excellent presenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other weekly features include an interview with an independent bookshop, a look at the writing environments of some authors, and guest celebrities tell us what books they are reading from their bedside table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimed at readers, believe me when I say that all writers of fiction should watch this programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Book Show&lt;/em&gt; is currently broadcast on Thursdays at 7pm on Sky channel 256 and Virgin channel 284. It is repeated, just in case you miss it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people tell me that their existing Sky package doesn't include SkyArts 1, which is a shame because, particularly for writers, this is a must-have channel. Now, it's not for me to flog stuff for something as massive as Sky, but they say you can add the Sky Style and Culture Pack for just an extra £1 per month by going &lt;a href="http://www.skyarts.co.uk/skyarts/how-to-watch-sky-arts"&gt;here,&lt;/a&gt; so it should be worth looking at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-9037801849487656289?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9037801849487656289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/yippee-for-book-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9037801849487656289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9037801849487656289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/yippee-for-book-show.html' title='Yippee for The Book Show'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S78VCXrxzwI/AAAAAAAAADE/hRx5Mj2hMhQ/s72-c/126745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6915583657677264295</id><published>2010-04-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:45:08.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Davies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Renwick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Creek'/><title type='text'>Not Creeking</title><content type='html'>I'm talking about the new episode of &lt;em&gt;Jonathan Creek&lt;/em&gt;, "The Judas Tree", that was aired on Easter Sunday. Written by the series' creator, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0719927/"&gt;David Renwick&lt;/a&gt;, this places our hero, played by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0203563/"&gt;Alan Davies&lt;/a&gt;, in the same sort of scenario as he tended to find himself when the series first began in 1997. This is a good thing. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you're not familiar with the series' premise, Creek is a bit of an eccentric who devises magical acts for a professional stage magician and uses his analytical mind and technical skills to solve seemingly-impossible crimes. However, in the 13 years that he's been doing this, he doesn't seem to have got any older, he wears the same duffle coat, he speaks the same way, and his luck with the opposite sex is still as frustrating to me as it must be to him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His assistants might have changed &amp;#8211; but only because he has outgrown them. Good for him. Even the theme music and opening titles are like familiar friends drawing you into the show, which brings me to the point: the show returned in 2009 for a one-off, "The Grinning Man", after 5 years and yet it was as if it had never been off the air, so smooth was the continuity. It was like seeing old friends once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some other programmes have blatantly disregarded the need for such conventions as familiar theme music and title sequences that helped establish them in the first place, namely &lt;em&gt;Sharpe&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Agatha Christie: Poirot&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Jonathan Creek is an old friend and, so long as he's there and recognisable, there's hope for the world of television.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6915583657677264295?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6915583657677264295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-creeking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6915583657677264295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6915583657677264295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-creeking.html' title='Not Creeking'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-5017912146528381494</id><published>2010-03-31T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:15:24.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill gets axe</title><content type='html'>ITV's &lt;em&gt;The Bill&lt;/em&gt; is for the chop, I'm sorry to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never watched it, but that doesn't mean I cannot appreciate its existence just like &lt;em&gt;Last of the Summer Wine&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/em&gt;, both of which are going or gone. The fact that such dramas as  &lt;em&gt;The Bill&lt;/em&gt;  are being made adds a certain security in these times of troubled financial instabilities and means that, somewhere, all's well with the world and turning back the clock to happier times needn't rely on science fiction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the reliable world just got a bit smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITV says the programme has been axed due to low viewer figures, even after a recent re-hash of the viewing time and format. The BBC has recently said that viewer figures aren't important to them but, to be fair, they need to be important to commercial channels that rely on such figures to determine advertising fees for the programmes they interrupt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the loss of a weekly drama series such as  &lt;em&gt;The Bill&lt;/em&gt; means is that there are 50 less opportunities for writers to earn a living. Some of the other blogs and forums are rather scathing of ITV's desire to replace drama with reality TV, but in this case I'll give ITV the chance to do what it says &amp;#8211; and that is to create more shorter-run dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope it follows through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2010/mar/26/the-bill-itv"&gt;Guardian article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-5017912146528381494?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5017912146528381494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/bill-gets-axe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5017912146528381494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5017912146528381494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/bill-gets-axe.html' title='Bill gets axe'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-3649829675614918235</id><published>2010-03-29T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:53:42.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocked!</title><content type='html'>Finally it has happened: the very condition I never thought would afflict me has landed itself &lt;em&gt;plop!&lt;/em&gt; right there on the mat &amp;#8211; not literally, of course, so there's no actual mess to clear up; just a virtual expanse of nothingness that is even more frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concerns the 60-minute screenplay that I'm re-hashing into its Second Draft. The First Draft did work as a story (and I've seen much worse on TV) but, on reflection, it might have appeared too &lt;em&gt;lightweight&lt;/em&gt;. My problem is how to convincingly get the protagonist to relent without making it seem too convenient when the story is about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since allowing myself to get bogged down with this, surprisingly I've been sleeping rather soundly, but waking up feeling like I've been doing &lt;em&gt;The Times&lt;/em&gt; crossword all night. But if the solution has occurred to me during my period of somnolence, then why the hell can't I remember what it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself speaking lines of dialogue in inappropriate places. I get strange looks. I'm only trying them out, but the more experimentally-bizarre the plot gets, the more space I am allowed by members of the public. My current wife says she's had enough &amp;#8211; oh, not of me, well, sort of, I suppose, but of the characters encroaching on our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're only pretend people," she snipes. Little does she realise that they are so real they're taking over, creeping up on me and whispering obtuse lines of dialogue for me to try out &amp;#8211; until the day I can type "FADE OUT" and put them to rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the Third Draft, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-3649829675614918235?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3649829675614918235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blocked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3649829675614918235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3649829675614918235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/blocked.html' title='Blocked!'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-843305048008210874</id><published>2010-03-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:24:55.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMDB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALLO ALLO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KINGDOM'/><title type='text'>Short Seasons</title><content type='html'>I remember years ago being a fan of the BBC sitcom, &lt;a href=" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0086659/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;’Allo ’Allo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was so popular, the Americans wanted it but, and this is the point, they didn't want TV series in anything less than 26 episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the BBC flogged the US all 4 series of &lt;em&gt;’Allo ’Allo&lt;/em&gt; bundled together as one US-sized "season" and then pulled out all the stops by going in for a mammoth 26-episode fifth series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, 20 years on, the norm is still 4, 6, 8, sometimes 10 episodes for a UK television series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a case of inadequate funding or simply not allowing the viewers to overindulge? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has brought this to mind is a comment I read on Imdb written by a US fan of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0841961/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kingdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This person said that it was "a nice alternative to most American network television". After tasting the likes of... no, I'd better not fall into the trap of slaughtering the staple US TV diet; that would not be professional. Slap wrist and all that. I do, however, sympathise with this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0841961/usercomments"&gt;viewer&lt;/a&gt; from Canada said: "What I can't understand is every television show that is shown in the UK only has about 6 episodes to them and it takes such a long time to produce them. My only guess to such little production rate is they're too busy with tea time than work time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cheek! No, kind Canadian person, we make "shows" in such small numbers because we put so much care into them and, as my current wife says, "You can't have too many sweets at once; they make you sick."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-843305048008210874?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/843305048008210874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-seasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/843305048008210874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/843305048008210874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-seasons.html' title='Short Seasons'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-5668492862627034864</id><published>2010-03-18T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:08:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can writing be taught?</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who says no, and a wife who says no. But I disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should go without saying that no one person and no university course can teach you (or me) how to get ideas. But they can suggest places to look. It might be just a case of pointing across the street and asking the student to imagine what that person in the smart business suit is doing with that old lady who is hitting him with her walking stick &amp;#8211; and then to think beyond the obvious. Just teaching a concept of thought as simple as that one may be all that's required to get someone writing &amp;#8211; that can be taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All stories, in whatever format (verbal, novel, script, etc.) follow the pattern of having a beginning. middle and end. There's a bit more to it than that, of course, and there are cases where the temptation to mix these up has been too great for some writers and directors, but I shan't confuse the issue by mentioning them. Let's accept that structure is important and many would-be writers start off without any planning or, indeed, having any knowledge of the form required to lay out a story &amp;#8211; but that can be taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little knowledge of the history of the English language (much of it lifted from other languages) can help in carefully choosing words to provide emphasis. You can learn that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taught punctuation at junior school, yet now many 16-year-olds leave school without a clue about correct use of apostrophes and even simple commas &amp;#8211; that can be taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few instances of teachable aspects used in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah but," you may say, "this is not teaching &lt;em&gt;writing&lt;/em&gt; per se, is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that writers need to feel almost a primal urge to write &amp;#8211; rather instinctively like breathing, eating, procreating... and not just so they can see their name in print or on the rolling credits (which, on TV, are getting faster, have you noticed?) I believe that wanting to write should not be to satisfy vanity. Quite simply, writers must &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to tell stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that cannot be taught.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-5668492862627034864?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5668492862627034864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-writing-be-taught.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5668492862627034864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5668492862627034864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-writing-be-taught.html' title='Can writing be taught?'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-3940410547851856202</id><published>2010-03-14T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:14:25.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recommended: Up</title><content type='html'>Last night we watched &lt;a href=" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1049413/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first came across the trailer for this when we went to see &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/em&gt; in 3D (make that the first 20-minutes in 3D, which they don't tell you about beforehand). I wasn't swept away, although the 3D trailer was entertaining enough. But that was just me being stubborn: I'd gone to see Radcliffe &amp;#38; and Co. battling with the forces of evil and had no time for mere animations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, once again I have been forced to change my mind, reconsider my opinion in the light of new evidence and admit, begrudgingly, not so much that I was wrong but that I'm not in a position to comment on a film until I have actually seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up&lt;/em&gt; is a scriptwriter's delight; the story is marvellous and "beats out" perfectly in the way taught in scriptwriting classes at many United States universities. After all, it is an American film, so why not? Unfortunately, this method of "beating out" a film is not so prevalent in UK institutions of advanced learning, I'm sorry to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it appeals to the &lt;a href=" http://www.fivesprockets.com/resources/content/four-quadrant-picture"&gt;audience quadrants&lt;/a&gt; as defined in Hollywood, and the story resonates. Scriptwriters, old and new, could learn a lot by studying the structure of this film &amp;#8211; yes, I keep saying that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be buying this one on BluRay. This is one film I recommend, so remember: &lt;em&gt;"Adventure is out there!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-3940410547851856202?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3940410547851856202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/recommended-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3940410547851856202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3940410547851856202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/recommended-up.html' title='Recommended: &lt;em&gt;Up&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2472967763184613002</id><published>2010-03-08T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:23:50.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUEEN STREET GANG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOLLYFOOT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOM GRATTAN&apos;S WAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHILDREN&apos;S TV'/><title type='text'>A cavity to fill</title><content type='html'>There was some memorable children's drama when I was a kid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Battle of St. George Without&lt;/em&gt; (1969/70, BBC, black &amp;#38; white. Kids got together to save a disused church.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timeslip&lt;/em&gt; (1970, ABC) &amp;#8211; brilliant adventure series. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follyfoot&lt;/em&gt; (1970, Yorkshire Television) &amp;#8211; okay, I realise this one was probably aimed more at the girls, but I fancied the heroine, Dora, so there. The producer sent me one of the scripts when, as a child, I asked if they were looking for new writers. He advised me to go out into the world, find new experiences and find out "what makes people tick". I think that, almost 40 years later, I might have done just that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Queen Street Gang&lt;/em&gt; (1968). This came with the brand new Thames Television and I have the theme music going through my head at this very moment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom Grattan's War&lt;/em&gt; (1968). This was Yorkshire Television's adventure series, set on the farmlands of Yorkshire during the First World War. Amazing, and it could easily put to shame many recent offerings to children's entertainment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, the BBC seems to be producing the bulk of output for children, whilst ITV seems to have drastically reduced its content for the junior market. Why is this? Might it have something to do with restrictions on advertising crappy high-sugar food during the breaks of TV programmes aimed at kids? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me get this straight: ITV doesn't make many children's programmes, now, because advertisers aren't interested in the slots watched by children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, in a perfect world, ITV should see the production of quality drama for children as a moral obligation. And talking of which, the manufacturers of junk food aimed at kids should also consider their responsibilities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2472967763184613002?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2472967763184613002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/cavity-to-fill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2472967763184613002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2472967763184613002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/cavity-to-fill.html' title='A cavity to fill'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-9169994482723112110</id><published>2010-03-04T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T02:18:55.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRIME FACTORS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEW STORIES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR TREK: VOYAGER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC'/><title type='text'>A world without fiction</title><content type='html'>"Stories are an essential part of everyone's being," as one character said in an episode of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0708948/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Star Trek: Voyager&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made in 1995, this story from the show's first season describes an alien world where there is a shortage of fiction and literature, and yet some of the planet's inhabitants – a race that is obsessed with the pursuit of pleasure (– not necessarily &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind!) – are willing to risk the wrath of the elders by breaking a prime canon to satisfy their insatiable lust for stories. They will allow our heroes the technology they need to return home in exchange for... &lt;em&gt;Voyager's&lt;/em&gt; immense catalogue of literature. And that will include Shakespeare, Dickens, Hemingway, Blyton and even Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it sounds a bit on the extreme side – or at least it sounds about as far-fetched an idea as Borg drones assimilating humankind. But now that the supermarkets have been allowed to heavily discount books (which is good if you're a buyer; not so cracky if you're an author or an independent bookseller), publishers have been forced to consolidate their finances and repel as many brilliant debut authors as possible, and both BBC and ITV have decided to drastically (make that critically) reduce drama output... well, the days when the fiction-demanding public are literally crying out for further infusions of new stories may not be so far in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-9169994482723112110?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9169994482723112110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-without-fiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9169994482723112110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9169994482723112110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/world-without-fiction.html' title='A world without fiction'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-7260539792959152499</id><published>2010-02-27T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T16:00:19.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As versatile as an egg?</title><content type='html'>My writing website says I'm a screenwriter. This was an attempt to focus both myself, and anyone visiting, exactly where I wanted to work. Fair enough, but was this a wise move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm thinking about this right now is because of what two professional screenwriters, quite independently, have recently said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these guys is responsible for works of fiction that are not limited to writing scripts. One ghost-writes a sports column for a newspaper, has written a novel, and is responsible for being one of a team of screenwriters for a Hollywood movie, albeit one made in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one, as well as being a prolific writer for such dramas as &lt;em&gt;Brookside&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Casualty&lt;/em&gt;, has written a number of plays that have toured around the country. He also writes prose fiction because, he says, wanting to write is all about wanting to tell a story. Both these writers have, strangely enough, also written plays for education. This is what I have been telling people for years &amp;#8211; we want to tell stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems little point in reducing our potential marketplace, so I'm going to alter my site to "Writer" and keep my options open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-7260539792959152499?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7260539792959152499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-versatile-as-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7260539792959152499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7260539792959152499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-versatile-as-egg.html' title='As versatile as an egg?'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2653380684505349678</id><published>2010-02-25T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:05:26.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Book Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracy Chevalier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Mosse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Boyd'/><title type='text'>Three books</title><content type='html'>Here are 3 books I've recently read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling Angels&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8211; Tracy Chevalier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ordinary Thunderstorms&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8211; William Boyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Winter Ghosts&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8211; Kate Mosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one combines situation and characters to make such engaging stories that, in all three instances, I never once looked at the page numbers to check my progression. I was so engrossed. Each of them would make an excellent screen drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy Chevalier &amp;#8211; well, it is largely because of her that I am doing an MA in writing. Just because she has been so successful, having achieved a similar MA, doesn't guarantee success for all the other MA students, of course. But I see the MA as  providing an opportunity for rubbing shoulders with industry professionals, getting my work critiqued by others that don't feel obligated to shower undeserved compliments, and also to fill in knowledge gaps, both academic and practical. Until the course begins to pay for itself I'm a good few thousand quid down &amp;#8211; but I've made some good friends and met some amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, Tracy, for pointing the way forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both William Boyd and Kate Mosse were interviewed in ShyArts' &lt;a href="http://thebookshow.skyarts.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Book Show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, about which I will write later. That TV programme has certainly sold some books to this household.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2653380684505349678?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2653380684505349678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/three-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2653380684505349678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2653380684505349678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/three-books.html' title='Three books'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-5942287521256628554</id><published>2010-02-18T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:34:51.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UCF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blake Snyder'/><title type='text'>A winter draft</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S3018f3q4iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NXUkmWdZPXY/s1600-h/PortfFeb2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S3018f3q4iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NXUkmWdZPXY/s200/PortfFeb2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439563238396846626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the UCF portfolio for February has been completed, printed, bound and posted. Working on it has been a bit like running a marathon: tense, engrossed, pacing the emotions, alert to the slightest alien mark on the paper. Is everything included? Are all the page numbers in order? Will both copies fit in one envelope? Will the package be too big for Royal Mail? Is this my better side...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like having won the marathon; it has yet to be marked and yet the adrenaline is still flowing. What do I do next? What further project can occupy me so intensely? Will I go mad if I can't find something &amp;#8211; &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8211; else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch television, but the only thing playing are scenes from my script and odd fragments from the accompanying critical rationale. This is the worst that can happen: I don't want to see my mistakes floating before me uninvited; the damned thing's gone, now, and it's too late to put it right. If it's wrong, then tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what's happening &amp;#8211; and I know I had better get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the words of &lt;a href="http://www.blakesnyder.com/"&gt;Blake Snyder&lt;/a&gt; come to me, "it is what it is", and I realise it's time to leave that story alone: don't think about it; pretend it belongs to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to sit back, relax and make up for all those weeks sweating over the (unmentionable) story. But within five minutes another idea is taking shape...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-5942287521256628554?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5942287521256628554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-draft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5942287521256628554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5942287521256628554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-draft.html' title='A winter draft'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/S3018f3q4iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NXUkmWdZPXY/s72-c/PortfFeb2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-3076595506607922774</id><published>2010-02-06T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:20:57.479-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing industry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV writers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='industry analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contacts'/><title type='text'>The write place to try</title><content type='html'>A mandatory component of my degree course is the preparation of an industry analysis. This is to gain some insight into the writing industry and working practices. Fair enough; it seems like a useful activity that should provide worthwhile experience and contacts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is life ever so simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a shortage of writers. Why? A growing number of television channels, soaps (or serialised dramas) that run into five episodes a week, long-running dramas such as &lt;em&gt;New Tricks&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Spooks&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Silent Witness&lt;/em&gt; that all need new ideas, and all the new productions needing scripts means that scriptwriters are in huge demand in this growing industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it so damned difficult to get to speak with TV writers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean no disrespect to the very market I want to enter, but why is it that certain "soaps" are so cagey about "future storylines" that to enter their offices requires security clearance so strict that it puts to shame the typical CRB check that would licence you to work with children?  And I've lost count of the number of stamped self-addressed envelopes I've sent off, none of which were returned, and having producers' assistants setting hurdles for me to jump whilst they do a runner in the opposite direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, just as I'm about to pack in the degree and save a year's university fees – after all, no industry analysis means no pass – I find one particular writer who has no problem speaking with new people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes for a serialised drama (amongst other things), his attitude is welcoming and I see that his ideas are imaginative and diverse. In fact, his whole attitude is refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I find him? A contact through my son. Simple. Why didn't I think of that in the first place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-3076595506607922774?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3076595506607922774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/write-place-to-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3076595506607922774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3076595506607922774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/write-place-to-try.html' title='The write place to try'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6866619289873024727</id><published>2010-02-02T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:41:33.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Movie Data Backlog</title><content type='html'>For over twelve years I have been using the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;Internet Movie Database (Imdb)&lt;/a&gt; as a source of information regarding films (or "movies", if you're American) and their writers, actors, directors, etc. I suppose many of us do take advantage of this highly useful resource. It has loads of amazing features including the listing of actors whose names did not appear on the credits, so at least the site gives the aggrieved and those who desire attention to detail some satisfaction. There's also information about filming locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if you consider just how many films and television programmes have been made over the better part of 100 years, and add the number of actors and technicians, and then consider that each one requires a separate webpage, and then add another one for pertinent trivia, plot summary, full synopsis... that is a lot of web pages and one hell of a ginormous database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's always a "but"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is flawed with inaccuracies that, at times, can cause severe grinding of the teeth. This is because it relies on ordinary people (me, you) to submit information and, whilst Imdb hangs on to the new data for a few days, supposedly getting it checked, the good stuff can end up growing whiskers in the backlog and, inevitably  (because ordinary people are not always the best source of information), stuff that isn't factually correct can actuallyget posted. In my experience, by the time you have gone through the rigmarole of freely giving data, by the time it has been – and in some cases &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; – posted, you have lost interest and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1998 the database has been owned by Amazon and, when one considers the size of that company and the fact that it uses Imdb as a tool to further its own sales (and who can blame it?), it makes me wonder why the vetting system is so slow and so defective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it expects industry "professionals" and committed film fans to fork out $12.95 per month for even &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; errors. No, thanks; there are other places to get this information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6866619289873024727?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6866619289873024727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-movie-data-backlog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6866619289873024727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6866619289873024727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-movie-data-backlog.html' title='Internet Movie Data Backlog'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-1402780495550758121</id><published>2010-01-29T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:05:07.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halifax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Productions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unforgiven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screen Yorkshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Unforgiven</title><content type='html'>I know when a film or television programme has impressed me because the following morning I awake thinking about it. It's almost as if I have been playing it again whilst asleep. Believe me when I say that I am not conscious of having any choice in the matter.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This morning it was &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1315063/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unforgiven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, written by Sally Wainwright. This was shown on ITV in early 2009 (and repeated in our living room yesterday evening) and is the story of a woman who has served 15 years in prison for killing two police officers. Set and filmed in and around Halifax, which isn't a million miles away from where I live, the script is remarkable for its mix of compelling characters, setups, conflict and a damned good story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm not usually a fan of stuff "made somewhere up north" with the tendency to film amongst rows of terraced houses, council estates and other stereotypical images, but &lt;em&gt;Unforgiven&lt;/em&gt; doesn't quite fit into that category and instead expertly mixes locations, images and social classes. It's not only the writing &amp;#8211; it's the direction and the acting. Everyone's performance is faultless and I can only hope, if ever one of my screenplays gets the treatment, that it will be blessed with such outstanding performances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is amazing and – I know I've said this before and will keep on doing so – scriptwriters old and new can learn much from this excellent writing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sally Wainwright does not appear to have a personal website. Maybe she is too busy, which is understandable, but if you know any different please follow the link on the right to my website, choose "contact" and let me know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-1402780495550758121?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1402780495550758121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/unforgiven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1402780495550758121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1402780495550758121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/unforgiven.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Unforgiven&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6407250815111156381</id><published>2010-01-25T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:58:06.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janes Cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Ross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aristotle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film 2003'/><title type='text'>The movie with everything</title><content type='html'>Can you believe that it was over six years ago when Jonathan Ross suggested to viewers of his &lt;em&gt;Film 2003&lt;/em&gt; programme that they vote Cameron's &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120338/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the "worst film ever"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I was heftily cheesed off. Why? Was I personally involved in the making of this epic? Had James Cameron asked me to invest a couple of hundred quid in it? (No, but I wish he had!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is that I was impressed with the film and I still am, although back in 2003 I had no idea why. It is thanks to this degree course, which is allowing me to discover the inner secrets of film/movie making, that I now know what it was that makes that film so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite simply, it has everything that we, as an audience, need in a story: suffering, tragedy of character and reversal of fortune – and all wrapped-up in a complex story surrounding the sinking of the ship, which is where the spectacle aspect comes in with its sets, the stunning visual elements, costumes, special effects and music. It is primal: there's sex as well as the need to survive, and you can't get more primal than that. There is just so much going on in the story... so which is the main story – the love story or the sinking? Does it matter? It works! and millions went to see it at the cinema and millions bought their own copies on VHS and, like me and others I know (we're not related, just in case you were wondering), they have since upgraded to DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to know is, why did so many "viewers" of &lt;em&gt;Film 2003&lt;/em&gt; indulge Ross' whim and effectively admit they had made a mistake by liking the film so much before they had matured? Did the Brits dislike it so much because it was so successful? Perhaps that one is wearing a bit thin, but there's still plenty of mileage in the claim of a negativity epidemic. Could it have been a predominantly male vote? I mean, I would imagine that most men (and particularly those who would count Ross as one of their drinking partners, given half the chance) would consider &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt; to be a soppy love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason for the poll's result, theoretically it doesn't stick and, in his more sensible moments – that is, when not pandering to the fickle whims of the youthful audience he craves – even Jonathan Ross must admit that it was an ill-considered nudging of a public vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6407250815111156381?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6407250815111156381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-with-everything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6407250815111156381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6407250815111156381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-with-everything.html' title='The movie with everything'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-168519898669275030</id><published>2010-01-20T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:59:44.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UCF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='industry professionals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenwriters'/><title type='text'>Breaking and entering the rule book</title><content type='html'>Surely a writer's blog such as this one would benefit from some discussion of work by other fiction-masters? So far I have talked only about films and television programmes that I can be positive about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, certainly at UCF, critical evaluation of fellow writers' work is actively encouraged – more so, in fact, because if we don't critique each other, then we don't pass the course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves me wondering – and I hope you can see my dilemma – about the ethics regarding the discussion of successful writers' work when I am merely learning the trade. I have already had one, unjustified, warning from a tutor who said I should not "diss the industry" in which I want to work. She was mistaken, but at the same time her admonition has acted as a kind of brake and caused me to consider every word that I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it okay for me to discuss the work of established writers? My current wife says, 'Yes, because if all screenwriting was considered to be on a par, there wouldn't be awards such as the BAFTAs and Oscars, would there?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then is it okay for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; to make judgements? I mean, I'm supposed to be learning from the work of industry professionals  and, in some cases, some of the material out there comes nowhere near the standards that, at UCF, we are expected to deliver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-168519898669275030?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/168519898669275030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/breaking-and-entering-rule-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/168519898669275030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/168519898669275030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/breaking-and-entering-rule-book.html' title='Breaking and entering the rule book'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-3266981337877241236</id><published>2010-01-16T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:53:39.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Boat that Rocked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirate radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='component parts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenwriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Freud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1860s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio stations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Curtis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illegal broadcasting'/><title type='text'>Richard Curtis rocks again</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it came out in April 2009, but I was waiting for someone to buy the DVD for us for Christmas. They didn't, but our daughter invited us to watch hers and I have to say it is superb. Of course, I'm referring to &lt;a href=" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1131729/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Boat that Rocked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or, for those in the US (where titles are patronisingly simplified), &lt;em&gt;Pirate Radio&lt;/em&gt;. That doesn't quite have the same ring to it, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtis has done a marvellous job with this unusual choice of subject &amp;#8211; hmm, perhaps &lt;em&gt;unusual&lt;/em&gt; isn't the right word... I would say refreshingly &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; choice of subject. The screenplay seems (I say this because such matters are usually open to theoretical analysis) to follow the three-act principles (although his &lt;a href=" http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0109831/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four Weddings and a Funeral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had five acts) and I was so engrossed in the plot that I missed the break into Act 2, but I did catch the Act 3 transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With brilliant characters, a lively plot, unusual (there's that word again) locations, twists and an amazing moment of catharsis... this feel-good film will be a favourite with so many people for decades to come. Yes, I spotted some anachronisms &amp;#8211; but hey, it's a story, not a documentary, and those people who glue themselves to the screen with notepads at the ready are peculiarly sad and need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick when studying screenwriting is how to enjoy screen entertainment whilst simultaneously breaking it up into its component parts. I suppose in some cases it just means watching stuff again and again. Education can be so cruel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-3266981337877241236?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3266981337877241236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/richard-curtis-rocks-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3266981337877241236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3266981337877241236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/richard-curtis-rocks-again.html' title='Richard Curtis rocks again'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2131654963350242165</id><published>2010-01-10T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:36:39.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragility</title><content type='html'>Jack London (1876-1916) said, "You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." Well, sometimes inspiration comes knocking on your door whether you want it or not, as indeed it has done here this week &amp;#8211; on two occasions: one unfortunate, the other sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it's not really inspiration; just pictures to go into the great image bank. For both instances it's the sort of experience I would rather imagine than live through. I've seen people being incredibly strong, spiritually, when they have experienced one of the worst blows that can be dealt &amp;#8211; not &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; worst, perhaps, but still bloody awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awkward because I am taking it all in: the words, the gestures, the sorrow and the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, should I ever need to write such scenes I may find myself calling on what I have witnessed people living through because writing isn't only about making up stuff &amp;#8211; it is about showing life and death and how it affects people, altering their lives and philosophies and how they see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing can also be about showing just how fragile we really are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2131654963350242165?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2131654963350242165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/fragility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2131654963350242165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2131654963350242165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/fragility.html' title='Fragility'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-820851034268545796</id><published>2009-12-23T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:06:05.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film-making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behind the scenes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosenthal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV executives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supporting artistes'/><title type='text'>Ready When You Are...</title><content type='html'>When I saw that my current wife had ordered &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0385986/"&gt;Ready When You Are, Mr McGill&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; on the Sky&amp;#43; box, I wondered why ITV had decided to get out this title from 1976, which is when I first saw it. At the time I was too young and inexperienced in life to fully grasp the wealth of the characterisations contained in this little story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, this was a different version, updated, lengthened and fully developed to an absolute peak of perfection that other screenwriters can learn lots from. Written by &lt;a href=http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0742768/&gt;Jack Rosenthal&lt;/a&gt;, the story is about an ageing film “extra” who gets that which is most-coveted by such supporting artistes the whole world over &amp;#8211; a line or two of dialogue. He is surrounded, though, by real-life characters whose actions and stories are masterfully woven into 90 minutes of chaos and mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although made in early 2003, it was first screened by Sky Movies in September 2004 &amp;#8211; after Rosenthal had died. The reason, reportedly, is that he had re-written the story as a comment on TV executives and ITV weren’t happy about it. Of course, this all adds to the insight into what goes on in the background of making a film and the inherent politics. Highly entertaining.  I will watch it again many times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-820851034268545796?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/820851034268545796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-when-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/820851034268545796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/820851034268545796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-when-you-are.html' title='Ready When You Are...'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-5324344680760444357</id><published>2009-12-17T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:08:17.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noughties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarded shops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premise'/><title type='text'>A great idea!</title><content type='html'>When writing about contemporary issues, there’s always the possibility that the burning subject matter will be well out of date by the time it gets aired. This doesn’t apply only to stuff on screen, but this is the area I’m concerned with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, we are one year into the current economic recession and the effects can be seen to be biting hard with more shops shuttered and boarded, rising unemployment figures, bundles of old coats dumped on shopping precincts with their scrawled messages on cardboard, and a general air of threadbare about life. If you’re a bank boss, though, it’s a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it is &amp;#8211; the beginnings of the premise for a drama about the extent of the recession and how it affects both the victims and those who brought it about. Hmm, it sounds a bit one-sided already, doesn’t it? Well, we could sort that out in Act 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after the months of outlining and scriptwriting, finding a producer, getting the backing and finance, and finally cobbling together the cast, crew, locations, studio and post-production facilities... we’re very likely to be well out of it and, basking in the new wealth of the twenty-teens, these harsh times of the noughties will be just a blip in people’s memories and the toss will have no value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-5324344680760444357?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5324344680760444357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5324344680760444357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5324344680760444357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-idea.html' title='A great idea!'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-963250880568521617</id><published>2009-12-12T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T04:31:56.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Prisoner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ITV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick McGoohan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number 6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Caviezel'/><title type='text'>Re-hashing a winning concept</title><content type='html'>&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ftvdb.bfi.org.uk/sift/series/12399"&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was a popular television series back in 1968. It kept the pubs empty until after 9 pm when that evening’s episode had come to another unsatisfactory end – which is what we viewers wanted, even if we didn’t realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story concerned a recently-resigned British spy who, because of his knowledge, was kidnapped and made to live in a beautiful Italianate village where, presumably, the authorities (whoever they were) either attempted to get the information out of him or wanted to see if he could be broken. His identity was gone; he was now just Number 6. No one in their right minds would want to leave there, so you’d think, but all these years later I can see strong similarities between me and Number 6 and now I understand just why he had to attempt escape, week after week after week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knew who ran the Village. In fact I doubt if &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001526/"&gt;Patrick McGoohan&lt;/a&gt;, who conceived the series, even knew who the baddies were. The popularity and cult status (even before the term was coined) took both him and the programme makers completely by surprise and he was forced to write beyond the few episodes that he originally conceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I watched the first episode of the remake of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/drama/cult/theprisoner/"&gt;The Prisoner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Now, remakes are not the best idea and the bank statements of US film-investors are littered with horror stories of good British stuff that has been remade and blitzed in the US – &lt;em&gt;The Avengers, The Italian Job, Get Carter&lt;/em&gt;... However, if there’s one thing I’ve learnt whilst doing this writing course, it is never to preconceive; give everything a chance. So I sat down with an open mind, willing to take this part-US production on its own merits. I wasn’t expecting a miracle, but I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. In fact, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of subtle references and homages to the original, which is a nice touch. The Village itself ain’t so good, being set in what looks like an African desert, but the baddies are more ruthless than the originals and will go to any lengths to contain the villagers. The concept of killing someone nicely (?) has gone out with the British upper-class accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the good quality is down to ITV’s involvement and, as already mentioned, its willingness to show respect for the original that has made the company a mint over the years and whose DVDs are selling so well they have recently been released in Blu-Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that’s the best sign of a winning concept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-963250880568521617?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/963250880568521617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/re-hashing-winning-concept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/963250880568521617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/963250880568521617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/re-hashing-winning-concept.html' title='Re-hashing a winning concept'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-3502992627753226560</id><published>2009-12-10T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:40:47.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versatility'/><title type='text'>It’s in the genres</title><content type='html'>“I’m working on the stage play,” I told Greville. I felt rather proud – not because I had skilfully negotiated a particularly traumatising piece of writing; no, this was because my romCom had been sent to my tutor for critical appraisal and so, unable to get further stuck in (and this is the crunch) I had been able to swap effortlessly – &lt;em&gt;effortlessly&lt;/em&gt;, mind – to working on another project. Yes, I was indeed chuffed at my powers of versatility and I told him so. Not that Greville was familiar with such words. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He thought about this whilst piling up the logs on the hearth for that evening’s great blaze when we would tell tales by the fireside. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“That doesn’t count,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“What doesn’t count?” &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“They’re the same genre.” &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I almost choked. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Your stage play is a comedy, right? And so’s that romantic thingy.” He placed the last log on the top of the pile – where I was certain it would roll down. It didn’t. “No, that’s not versatility,” he said and went to put the kettle on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-3502992627753226560?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3502992627753226560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-in-genres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3502992627753226560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/3502992627753226560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-in-genres.html' title='It’s in the genres'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2816806595655446554</id><published>2009-12-05T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:39:35.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conflict'/><title type='text'>Driving me up the mall</title><content type='html'>I didn’t want to go Christmas shopping – and especially not in one of the country’s leading and ginormously massive shopping centres. But hey, there are advantages, particularly if you are a writer; it’s called &lt;em&gt;inspiratorial character creation&lt;/em&gt;, or ICC for short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands of people in such places; it’s like a people catalogue, and all we need to do is &lt;em&gt;notice&lt;/em&gt; them – but more so than ever before because now we want to turn them into our fictional characters. Okay, so if they’re real, how can they be fictional? That’s because what we see will only be about 2&amp;#37; of them, so we’ll need to make up the rest. Only 2&amp;#37;? That’s my estimate, but the clues are there and you can tell an awful lot about people by noticing how they walk, how they move, their mannerisms, how they speak, what they are wearing, how they react to other people. Odd snatches of speech as they pass by can be enlightening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, it is important to be discreet; do not stare or else they could take exception to your interest and turn nasty – but it’s interesting if they do (conflict is the basis of all good literature), so write it down quickly before making your escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t find my pen in time and I was caught. My case comes up next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2816806595655446554?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2816806595655446554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/driving-me-up-mall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2816806595655446554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2816806595655446554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/driving-me-up-mall.html' title='Driving me up the mall'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-5044719615723729445</id><published>2009-12-01T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:35:17.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Get Carter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenwriting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Caine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muppets'/><title type='text'>Harry Brown</title><content type='html'>With the present generation of film-goers, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000323/"&gt;Michael Caine&lt;/a&gt; is perhaps best known for his role as Alfred in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0634240/"&gt;Christopher Nolan’s&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Batman&lt;/em&gt; films. When I was at school, he was better known in the title role in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0067128/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get Carter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1971) where he played a roughened-up character in stark contrast to his performances as the spy, Harry Palmer, in such films as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0060437/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funeral in Berlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1966) or Charlie Croker in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0064505/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Italian Job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1969). But in this household, his best role has to be as Ebenezer Scrooge which, for us, has become the definitive portrayal of the character in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0104940/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Muppet Christmas Carol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1991). We are not big Muppets’ fans (and are wondering why they bothered to murder Queen’s &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), but Caine’s performance with the puppet cast was faultless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when anyone mentioned his name, I always thought of him as Scrooge – until last night, that is, after seeing him in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1289406/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Daniel Barber, 2009), a story about a pensioner who is so sickened by local teenage violence that he takes matters into his own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this being an example of a well-written film, there is one point that stands out as being relevant to screenwriting, which is that there is nothing new under the sun. No one story can be completely different to anything that has ever been written previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some critics will say that this story has been done before. Well, the premise might be the same, but the characters are not: they have different back-stories, environments, desires and reasons for revenge. What makes &lt;em&gt;Harry Brown&lt;/em&gt; so entertaining are the recognisable elements from today’s inner cities, the peripheral characters that form against him, the events that drive an elderly man to act, and the surprise ending – and not forgetting stunning supporting performances from every member of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Michael Caine at his best (well, after Scrooge).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-5044719615723729445?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5044719615723729445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/harry-brown.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5044719615723729445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/5044719615723729445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/harry-brown.html' title='Harry Brown'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-7712763279217500603</id><published>2009-11-28T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T09:39:54.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing further</title><content type='html'>I have it on good authority that, in addition to reading the best of the books about screenwriting, the next activity we should engage in is actually watching stuff. Sounds simple, doesn’t it? What may seem to others (friends, colleagues, members of the family) to be lounging around on the sofa is really serious research (and please note that I do not use adverbs lightly!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, we were always... (how can I put this?) reasonably &lt;em&gt;careful&lt;/em&gt; about what we watched. I think this was largely because we didn’t want to waste our time and liked to think of ourselves as being... sort of discerning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, do you know what? We have discovered that we have been missing some good programmes and films that, before doing this screenwriting degree, we wouldn’t have considered watching, either because of who was in them or the poor poster designs or the titles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we realise we have been missing out. So by broadening our boundaries &amp;#8211; by just a little, mind, because there’s still some dodgy material out there &amp;#8211; we have enjoyed some amazing stories.&lt;br  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A person can grow only as much as his horizon allows.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Powell, (date unknown)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-7712763279217500603?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7712763279217500603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/seeing-further.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7712763279217500603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7712763279217500603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/seeing-further.html' title='Seeing further'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6735683594063674376</id><published>2009-11-24T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T07:19:56.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not beyond recognition</title><content type='html'>A number of years ago &amp;#8211; I think it was the year I interviewed the actress, Shirley Eaton, but couldn’t swear to it &amp;#8211; my current wife bought me a copy of &lt;em&gt;The Complete Book of Scriptwriting&lt;/em&gt; by J. Michael Straczynski. Although aimed at the US market, this book provided a wealth of information on the dos and don’ts of script formatting, structuring, how to work in the Hollywood industry &amp;#8211; and there was even a section on writing scripts for the stage. To me, at that time, it was the scriptwriting bible; indeed, it was my only source of reference. Since then, thanks to the pointers made by my tutors at &lt;a href=http://professionalwriting.falmouth.ac.uk/ target=”_blank”&gt;UCF&lt;/a&gt;, now I have a pile of nine similar books on the subject and I couldn’t do without any one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress. Mr Straczynski’s book includes, purely as an example of correct script formatting, the opening sequence of a film that had been “optioned repeatedly by studios and independent producers” (p.165) but had yet to be accepted. The script was called, &lt;em&gt;The Strange Case of Christine Collins&lt;/em&gt;. When I read it all those years ago, I wanted to know what came next, it was so gripping and drenched with atmosphere (that’s a good thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to 2009 and we are watching the film trailers at the beginning of a DVD (we usually skip these, but for some reason we didn’t, on this occasion) when there was just a morsel of recognition that I picked out. You’ve guessed it &amp;#8211; the film has now been made. It is now &lt;em&gt;Changeling&lt;/em&gt; and its protagonist is called Christine Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is that sometimes it can be many years before even established screenwriters get to see the results of their hard work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6735683594063674376?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6735683594063674376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-beyond-recognition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6735683594063674376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6735683594063674376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-beyond-recognition.html' title='Not beyond recognition'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-4334597988185846734</id><published>2009-11-21T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:30:46.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground writing</title><content type='html'>‘What choo wearing big boots for?’ Sharon always spoke as if she had just walked on the set of &lt;em&gt;Eastenders&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I told her I’d been doing research for a screenplay and continued tapping away on the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She took off her coat with the usual flourish and, as if by magic, the duster appeared in her hand. I knew what was coming next.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘You know I’m not really a cleaner, don’t you?’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I sighed. ‘Yes, Sharon. I know you’re not really a cleaner.’ Trying to get the timing just right – for once – I was about to launch into the obligatory resolution, when—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘I’m really an actress.’ &lt;em&gt;Damn!&lt;/em&gt; She had beaten me to it yet again. I can never get it right. And to release me from my usual embarrassing apologetic grunt, she went on. ‘Been anywhere nice?’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Down a mine,’ I said. Surely, that was a conversation-stopper.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘You written anyfing nice?’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I said no.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ‘What about vat script of yours on the web?’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was impressed. Finally, Sharon had moved into the 21st century. She must have spotted my surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Little Greville found it, not me.’ &lt;em&gt;Dust, dust, dust.&lt;/em&gt; ‘Wouldn’t mind a part in vat.’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was about to explain that—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘But I’m too old.’ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She beat me to it. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-4334597988185846734?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4334597988185846734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/underground-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4334597988185846734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4334597988185846734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/underground-writing.html' title='Underground writing'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-9212076246309632185</id><published>2009-11-16T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:30:37.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling oneself</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday’s online conference with my fellow students and tutor for the Professional Contexts course was, to put it mildly, entertaining. The workload had been turned up and passions and frustrations were running high – especially when someone asked why we Brits should use US spellings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer was that the marketplace is much bigger over there. But why should we rearrange our language just to suit them? Why not the other way around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two students who bitterly resented US spellings (e.g. &lt;em&gt;travelling&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;traveling&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;centre&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;center&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;cheque&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;, which is ludicrous). The other students accepted that we should, well, accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, “So it’s down to pride or money.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had dared to make the discussion actually boil instead of simmer, I might have suggested that in bowing to the US market, with its passion for simplistic spellings, we Brits are becoming “literary whores”. It seems to be about selling our national pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. It’s about selling your book,” my current wife said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, when you put it like that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-9212076246309632185?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9212076246309632185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/selling-oneself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9212076246309632185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/9212076246309632185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/selling-oneself.html' title='Selling oneself'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-144558140021470204</id><published>2009-11-13T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:51:14.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past</title><content type='html'>I’m not a huge fan of short stories. I think the reason I wouldn’t go out of my way to read one is because I like to get to know the characters in some depth, which is unlikely when reading – and indeed writing – something so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, earlier this year I came up with one, &lt;em&gt;The Trap&lt;/em&gt;, set in a Victorian mine in the early part of the 19th century before the Mines and Colliers Act of 1842 made it illegal, amongst other things, to employ women and children under ten working underground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about a young girl who must work in horrendous conditions. I had “created” her back in 1992 when I first discovered that there had been a warren of such mines up until the early 1900s, not far from where I live. Having “carried” her, now, for more years than she has been alive at the time of the story, I know her rather well – far better than it is possible to show in such a brief window into the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now converted &lt;em&gt;The Trap&lt;/em&gt; into a ten-minute screenplay that can be &lt;a href="http://www.grahamhigson.com/TheTrap_03.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;read here.&lt;/a&gt; There’s an enormous amount of back-story concerning this girl and I think I will be working with her again before very long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-144558140021470204?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/144558140021470204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/blast-from-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/144558140021470204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/144558140021470204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the past'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2428410216371779156</id><published>2009-11-09T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:34:14.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greville and I</title><content type='html'>Greville shuffled through the door. He never knocks.&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘You look knackered,’ he said. I swear he’s becoming more perceptive the older he gets.&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So how old is he? I can’t remember and it’s such a long time since I entered his date of birth on some obscure tax form or other. He was seventeen when we set him on... or was he sixteen? He must be in his twenties by now, although he doesn’t look any older than the day Sharon prompted him to ask me for a job. &lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Late night, was it?’ He always made it sound as if I spent eons of time out in the pubs and clubs and generally enjoying myself in a state of nocturnal intoxication. He must have caught the beginnings of an annoyed look and he added, rather hurriedly, ‘Oh, not that Falmouth thing again.’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Been learning about editing,’ I said. That should have been enough to put him off.&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Oh... full stops and all that?’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Yes – and apostrophes.’ We’d had many a heated discussion in the past about those ‘uppy comma thingies’ as he used to call them. ‘And grammar.’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Oh, you mean split infinitives and copulative verbs?’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There was an uneasy silence.&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I took a deep breath. ‘Look, Greville, what do you want?’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Just passing.’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Well, would you mind leaving my laptop and me to get on with—’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘Laptop and I,’ he said.&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘What?’&lt;br /&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;‘That's &lt;em&gt;Laptop and I&lt;/em&gt; &amp;#8211; Subject pronoun.’ He winked at me and left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2428410216371779156?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2428410216371779156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/greville-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2428410216371779156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2428410216371779156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/greville-and-i.html' title='Greville and I'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-342529643997576277</id><published>2009-11-06T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T07:18:57.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A severe case of WAS</title><content type='html'>All writers are guilty of it: it’s natural and it can be a pain in the nether regions. What is it? I call it Writers’ Avoidance Syndrome or WAS for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can manifest itself in many ways, for example, when you get up and the story has been bubbling away in the back of your mind (SAS: Subconscious Advancement of Story), you sit down to begin work then suddenly decide to bake some scones, wash your hair or gather up the autumn leaves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? Such resistance can be lethal when you should be writing but instead feel compelled to do something - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; - else and it can show itself in many forms, some of which I will mention from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the leaves are all gone, the plastic storage boxes are crammed with cherry scones and what is left of my hair is spotless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other suggestions, please...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-342529643997576277?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/342529643997576277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/severe-case-of-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/342529643997576277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/342529643997576277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/severe-case-of-was.html' title='A severe case of WAS'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-4634940751410841885</id><published>2009-11-02T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:30:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the view</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Su9dXc4ZWRI/AAAAAAAAACs/v5zpNfnnExI/s1600-h/RedOak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Su9dXc4ZWRI/AAAAAAAAACs/v5zpNfnnExI/s320/RedOak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399637135711623442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaves have now fallen from the red oak that, during the summer, helps to shield our view from the lane – not that I’m trying to hide away; it’s just that I find trees are better to look at than the houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But you don’t have to look at those houses,” I hear you say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right and I have tried closing my eyes, but then I just fall over. It’s a good job that I know how to land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-4634940751410841885?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4634940751410841885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaving-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4634940751410841885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4634940751410841885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaving-view.html' title='Leaving the view'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Su9dXc4ZWRI/AAAAAAAAACs/v5zpNfnnExI/s72-c/RedOak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-332593635869531765</id><published>2009-10-30T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T04:51:48.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>It’s waiting time: waiting for a call from the script department of one of Britain’s longest-running “soap operas” (I hate that term!); waiting for a production company to offer me a place in a story workshop; waiting for Study Block 2 Advanced to begin; waiting for the new year when an independent production company has asked me to apply to them for work experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not wishing my life away; there’s plenty of stuff this side of Christmas. I’m outlining a play, the inspiration for which came from seeing a professional production a couple of months ago. It wasn’t good – in fact, I would have said it was a waste of ticket-money had it not given me the idea to write one myself. The writer of that one, had he ever heard of Aristotle, probably thought he was the one whose bath water jumped out when he jumped in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-332593635869531765?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/332593635869531765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/332593635869531765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/332593635869531765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-4658170561307647994</id><published>2009-10-26T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:05:39.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty hands</title><content type='html'>I’ve received a number of comments about my claim that a scriptwriter has nothing tangible to offer his audience except the promise of an experience. One lady said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have to say I disagree that scripts make dull reading. I think it's the reverse - they provide the foundation for the imagination to be set free and can be interpreted in  so many different ways.  My ex OU and ex theatre studies group were all keen script readers and the tutors would have us read a script...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whilst authors can excite their following with the promise of something to buy, I still maintain that scriptwriters have nothing that their fans can actually get their hands on and fondle, caress, make notes in or even use to prop up the table. The lady quoted above loves scripts, but not many people can be bothered with them, instead preferring to experience the finished production at the cinema or on the haunted fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am blogging about not having anything to blog about! Suggestions will be appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-4658170561307647994?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4658170561307647994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/empty-hands.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4658170561307647994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/4658170561307647994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/empty-hands.html' title='Empty hands'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-1241531693916272536</id><published>2009-10-09T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:33:54.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Hole</title><content type='html'>One of the purposes of writers’ blogs is to form a link between the writer and readers in the hope that, should the writers be successful in appearing to be normal people, the reader will feel secure in the relationship and buy the books. There’s nothing wrong with this, of course, and I believe this sense of friendship can benefit both parties. However, when it comes to blogging about screenwriting, I see a black hole looming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no book! There is nothing the reader can go out and buy and actually hold in their hands. With a screenplay they have nothing to keep them busy on the tube whilst feverously avoiding eye contact with other commuters. All the screenwriter has to offer is the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; of the audience seeing the script after it has been produced and broadcast. And, whilst a sample of a forthcoming screenplay could be posted on my website, I need to ask myself who but an industry professional would want – or be willing – to read it? Scripts are, after all, merely blueprints from which drama is produced and as such don’t tend to make enjoyable reading material.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-1241531693916272536?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1241531693916272536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1241531693916272536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1241531693916272536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-hole.html' title='Black Hole'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-7336342754098923894</id><published>2009-09-10T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:00:11.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bible</title><content type='html'>Study Block 2 is completed &amp;#8211; for me, anyway. Working through the summer (thanks to my tutor, Jane Pugh (she's on Imdb)) has meant that I've been able to keep up the momentum and write something every day, even whilst away on holiday. A mobile broadband "dongle" is better than nothing, but in some remote areas of the country is almost as useless as nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weeks ago I purchased the full version of Final Draft, the world-renowned script-formatting software. It's not cheap, but the industry likes it and it comes with a few useful extra features that you don't get with the free formatting software that can be downloaded from the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also means that I get the Final Draft email newsletters and one of them came as something of a shock to me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sql3jNx-cNI/AAAAAAAAACE/VnHX01WSNrI/s1600-h/memorial_blake_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sql3jNx-cNI/AAAAAAAAACE/VnHX01WSNrI/s320/memorial_blake_banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379962676749168850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was headed by a photograph as a memorial to someone who had died. First I noticed the year of birth and thought, 'Oh, dear.' Then I saw the name. Now, there was something familiar about that &amp;#8211; and then it hit me: I had been reading (nay, using almost as a bible) this gentleman's book,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Save the Cat!&lt;/span&gt; This is a superb book for learning about screenwriting and story structure. I'd like to thank Blake Snyder for his wit, his wisdom and advice. Thanks, Blake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-7336342754098923894?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7336342754098923894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/bible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7336342754098923894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7336342754098923894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/bible.html' title='The bible'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sql3jNx-cNI/AAAAAAAAACE/VnHX01WSNrI/s72-c/memorial_blake_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-8030087143052591017</id><published>2009-07-31T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:00:07.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing on Notting Hill</title><content type='html'>It's the last day of July and I'm preparing next week's assignment for UCF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it has been an interesting ride, despite my having come across much of this stuff when I was a member of the AOL Writers' Club around 10 years ago. Of course, in those days they used to speak in broad - almost mysterious - terms about the structure of screenplays without actually filling in any details for us. I think we were supposed to find out the hard way. Well now, thanks to the 'Writing Structure' part of this MA course, all the blanks can be filled in and I am grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my "current wife" and I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notting Hill&lt;/span&gt;, for the first time in widescreen; we hadn't seen it for around 8 years. Marvellous. Superb. The structure is brilliantly executed and it is so excellently put together. And I like happy endings, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a matter of interest - and speaking of Richard Curtis - last week I was speaking with the actress, Jill Freud. She has a number of claims to fame including her running of a theatre company since 1980. Then there's her famous husband, Sir Clement (who died this year); her great-father-in-law, Sigmund Freud; her daughter, Emma (tv presenter); her son-in-law (who has written the odd script or three including &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notting Hill&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four Weddings and a Funeral&lt;/span&gt;); her niece the author, Esther Freud; her brother-in-law, the artist Lucien Freud; and the fact that C.S. Lewis based the character of Lucy in the Narnia chronicles on Jill. Phew! She didn't mention any of this, of course; she is far too unassuming, impressed me greatly and is a legend in her own right. Not bad for 82 - in fact, she's marvellous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, Jill (now Lady Freud) also did the voice-over for the very first television programme I can remember watching: it was one of Gerry Anderson's first puppet shows, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Torchy the Battery Boy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-8030087143052591017?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8030087143052591017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-last-day-of-july-and-im-preparing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8030087143052591017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8030087143052591017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-last-day-of-july-and-im-preparing.html' title='Writing on Notting Hill'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-2696386471817442043</id><published>2009-07-05T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:56:18.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripting away...</title><content type='html'>The dedicated scriptwriting course seems to be going well, even though I am now on my own: it's just me and the tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of this post sounds like I'm manufacturing scripts for all and sundry like some story conveyer belt; well, I'm not. At the moment (week 3) we are dealing with the basics of story-lining, which I had guessed would be necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be thinking about the area I want to write about; I'm tempted by comedy-drama, which would echo the success I had with my 10-year magazine stint. But whilst doing the Writing Tools and Writing Structure courses at the beginning of this MA, I have had some success with writing serious stuff, so who knows what I'll choose?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-2696386471817442043?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2696386471817442043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/scripting-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2696386471817442043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/2696386471817442043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/scripting-away.html' title='Scripting away...'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-1501007568851278820</id><published>2009-06-05T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:57:50.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Simi4opxPxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uTvC8a55Tto/s1600-h/P5140521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Simi4opxPxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uTvC8a55Tto/s320/P5140521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343981526720790290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was looking into how they story-lined episodes of Star Trek at Paramount in the late 1990s I learned they used a wall-full of dry-wipe boards on which they wrote every "beat" for the episode being worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's my single board. Although it can't be completed with a keyboard and mouse-clicks, it has the advantage of getting you away from the PC and gives some much-needed exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-1501007568851278820?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1501007568851278820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/beatboard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1501007568851278820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1501007568851278820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/beatboard.html' title='Beatboard'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Simi4opxPxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uTvC8a55Tto/s72-c/P5140521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-7280342595218729584</id><published>2009-06-05T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:40:39.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First block done</title><content type='html'>&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;That’s it &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt; the first study block at UCF is completed and the pace has been relentless: two 4000-word portfolios, two 1500-word critical rationales, the bibliographies &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt; oh, and not forgetting the binding. And the envelope... and the extortionate cost of postage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;So there it is; all done. I suppose four-and-a-half months isn’t too bad for getting 40 credit points (always assuming I have passed) when, studying part-time with the Open University (the acknowledged expert in distance-learning), it takes around nine months to get 60 points. When you put it like that I suppose it has been worth the late nights and all the other stuff that can go wrong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;Now it’s time to decide in which area we will specialise; I have chosen scriptwriting. Why? Partly because book sales are down and the number of new manuscripts waiting to be published is up. With a growing number of satellite and freeview channels there will always be room for new drama on television and if it’s possible to cut a deal for royalty payments for every broadcast then overall it should be a better way of earning a living than writing a book. Once a novel is out of print (and some publishers tend to shove books in for remainder even before the ink has dried) that’s it: finished; a novel can end up with a ridiculously short lifespan and authors tend not to get paid royalties on remaindered copies, whereas a television programme can be regularly aired twenty or more years down the line (e.g. episodes of &lt;i style=""&gt;Shoestring &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i style=""&gt;Bergerac)&lt;/i&gt;, each time producing a payment for the writer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0cm;"&gt;All this makes me sound as though I’m writing only for the money, doesn’t it? Well, I’m not. But maybe I should be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-7280342595218729584?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7280342595218729584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-block-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7280342595218729584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/7280342595218729584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-block-done.html' title='First block done'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-1245462552326946079</id><published>2009-05-04T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:07:41.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The other 2 covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sf9bJ6rwKXI/AAAAAAAAABs/bnnHg9apMOA/s1600-h/AMForCov_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sf9bJ6rwKXI/AAAAAAAAABs/bnnHg9apMOA/s320/AMForCov_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332080709759674738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the covers for the other Leo Walmsley books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original painting for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angler's Moon&lt;/span&gt; is oil on canvas, whereas acrylic on 140 lbs paper was used for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foreigners&lt;/span&gt;. Both of these were published in 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-1245462552326946079?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1245462552326946079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/other-2-covers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1245462552326946079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/1245462552326946079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/other-2-covers.html' title='The other 2 covers'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sf9bJ6rwKXI/AAAAAAAAABs/bnnHg9apMOA/s72-c/AMForCov_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-8736015796817095703</id><published>2009-04-09T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:55:16.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom wanderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sex8UEe9SBI/AAAAAAAAABk/YaXoW7xZK6M/s1600-h/Cover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sex8UEe9SBI/AAAAAAAAABk/YaXoW7xZK6M/s320/Cover.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326769143515269138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MA course is still commanding more of my time than is healthy, but now that the end of the first study block is in sight - and there's the promise of specialising from June onwards - the heavy workload facing all 17 of us over the next 7 weeks will seem worth the torment, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, the latest Leo Walmsley book has been ordered from the printer, having "signed off" the proofs, as they say. All the work involved in publishing has had to be slotted in with other  tasks and the UCF work. It's no wonder the car is dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the late 1920s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the novel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phantom Lobster&lt;/span&gt; is the story of one man's dream to make lobster fishing safer and more profitable for the inshore fishermen. Above is the cover using another of my paintings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-8736015796817095703?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8736015796817095703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/phantom-wanderings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8736015796817095703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8736015796817095703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/phantom-wanderings.html' title='Phantom wanderings'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Sex8UEe9SBI/AAAAAAAAABk/YaXoW7xZK6M/s72-c/Cover.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-8697833611977592052</id><published>2009-03-23T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:15:06.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling and publishing</title><content type='html'>The wind is howling and the bin bag, usually tucked behind the downpipe by the binmen, has blown away and the house across is having cavity wall insulation, so this will not be a quiet day for working on Falmouth assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I need to do some more typesetting for the forthcoming re-publication of the Leo Walmsley book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phantom Lobster&lt;/span&gt;, which is due out in early May. I am working with image files that I first prepared almost three years ago and, because of changes in style and presentation that have been adopted in the more recently republished books, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phantom&lt;/span&gt; requires a lot of extra work to bring it up to scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked my wife to write the 'back cover blurb' - and that's another task: the cover. The artwork was painted last autumn but the white of the canvas is showing as yellow on the computer image file, so that's something to sort out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, between the Walmsley work and UCF, I shall never be short of something to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-8697833611977592052?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8697833611977592052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/juggling-and-publishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8697833611977592052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/8697833611977592052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/juggling-and-publishing.html' title='Juggling and publishing'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1000693239055308710.post-6192314539796507124</id><published>2009-03-18T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:28:20.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first page</title><content type='html'>I've seen a few of these in my time. Perhaps that sounds as if I've seen too many first pages and never reached the end. Well, I think all writers have an imbalance of the first page/last page ratio, but I have to say that I've had a few last pages. My problem (one of them - you knew that was coming, didn't you? I mean, it's natural for people to put themselves down, particularly if they're English and born in the 1960s (or even before then!) so there'll be no further negatives in this post) is that... where was I - oh, yes: my problem is that... there, you see, it's gone. Typical writer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1000693239055308710-6192314539796507124?l=grahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6192314539796507124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-page.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6192314539796507124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1000693239055308710/posts/default/6192314539796507124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grahblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-page.html' title='The first page'/><author><name>Graham Higson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559341134334486233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xt0-SV3XfmA/Ss-hEhXl8FI/AAAAAAAAACM/P63ea1U4ntw/S220/GHigson_1a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
