Friday 27 December 2013

Alexander's Choice by Edmund Marlowe

Finally managed to finish reading the above book over the festive season.

The ending hits like a rather unpleasant tackle whilst playing a dominant team, an expected result.

Anyway, I enjoyed some fine writing from Edmund Marlowe. Alexander indeed makes his choice and the plot heads in a familiar direction.  There is no getting away from it, 'school boy' romance tends to be something read through the cracks in one hands as one flinches at the on page action.

Of course when I finished reading, I can understand why our hero was called Alexander, it is all in the Greek references.  My hero nearly had the same name but in the end I went for the slightly more obscure Russian variant Alexei in honour of his slightly fiery nature and because I wanted to use the familiar version of Sacha.

I too nearly came out with the same ending but veered away at the last moment when I realised there was an alternate ending, which most people can relate to.

Anyway I recommend reading Alexander's Choice.

In the mean time, happy new year!

Ian

Saturday 23 November 2013

British Bulldog of Interest

My statistics tell me that there has been a large number of page visits, as usual it is British Bulldog that draws the crowds as does discussion of Edmund Marlowe's "Alexander's Choice".  I am glad I did not see that book before I wrote Scholarship as in some ways the story is not dissimilar, but that is hardly surprising when both are set in boarding schools.

Sunday 3 November 2013

Alexander's Choice by Edmund Marlowe

I have been reading Alexander's Choice by Edmund Marlowe.  This Eton set book has set tongues wagging as to who Alexander might be.  Some have even suggested that he is modelled on Boris Johnson, right era etc.  Seems implausible to me, I could not imagine anyone being attracted to Johnson!  There is a lot of great (and baffling detail) on the running of Eton as a school and how it is organised.  The Old Etonian Association said it was unlikely they would accept an advertisement for it in their annual review (correction provided by Edmund Marlowe himself).  Too close to home I imagine.
I have been watching the series on Harrow School as well.  What impressed me was the ridiculous amount of kit every boy needs.  Still the boys and the masters came over as pleasant people, not something I would have claimed was true in my day at a similar school.  I do recall we had a rowing fixture against Harrow and seeing a boy with bright green hair (or it may have been blonde and he was wearing lime green which made his hair seem green).  I was impressed and I have to say somewhat drawn to him!

Sunday 21 April 2013

A Follow On?

The most requested item is a follow on to Scholarship.

Indeed this remains a possibility. A couple of ideas have come to me in recent weeks, aided by some down time from the real world of working. The ideas that have arisen follow Sacha on the next stage of his life at his new mixed boarding school where of course girls start to play a big part of his life.  Again some of the inspiration will come from my own life as a teenager, the urge to confirm, sexual experimentation and the risk of your whole life falling apart. In other words, a typical teenage experience of life.

Indeed I did start to write a short section of prose based around Sacha's existence at a new school, how a girl comes into it. Whether that was a false start or not I do not know at this stage

Saturday 16 February 2013

A Milestone Passed - 1,000 downloads

Well I checked just now and it looks like 1,000 people have taken the plunge and downloaded Scholarship and some have even brought the paperbook version.  Thanks!  I hope it was worth the read!


Monday 4 February 2013

Publishing Update

I have climbed the various hurdles placed in one's way at Smashwords and Lulu so now both have accepted the revised version mentioned below.

The published book will appear on Amazon in due course, it takes about six to eight weeks.

With this version, short of a 'real' publisher coming along (I am open to offers...) this is intended to be the final version.

Thanks to all those of you who have downloaded or purchased Scholarship to date, there are nearly 1,000 of you!

Monday 28 January 2013

New Version of Scholarship

With the kind help of N Fourbois acting as editor, there is now a revised version of Scholarship.  It has been uploaded to lulu.com and will appear at Amazon.com in due course.

Editing is more than just correcting a few typos and (my weakness) overly complex sentence structures (sorted by exchanging some commas for full stops), it is also about being asked occasionally why you wrote what you did.

The best example of the latter is my comment about Michaelmas being an odd name for the autumn term.  This is a classic error rooted in my childhood (I have a habit of mistaking one word for another), I always mistook Michealmas for Christmas.  I have now been educated as to the difference (Michaelmas is actually totally separate for Christmas and occurs around the 29th of September).

Some interesting discussions also ensued on the names of positions in a rugby team (my editor is fortunately someone who knows the game well) and the change from holding around the waist to Sacha's hold on me which was up between the legs holding on to my waist.

A couple of sentences have changed as a result, I hope for the better!

Saturday 5 January 2013

New Year News and Sh*t

And suddenly we are in the teens with 2013.  Most of us can remember reaching the teenage years if only because generally by this age sex is rearing its sometimes ugly (and sometimes pretty) head.

The other part of the new year was far less welcome, an old friend of 35 years standing passed away after a short illness, he was two weeks younger than me.  In an era when one can hope to live to 80+ so long as you do not over abuse your body or get hit by one of life's still fatal illnesses to die as my friend did in his early 50s seems somehow unfair, it is always the good guys who go first.  I now know four people who have died, all roughly my age.  A depressing thought.