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Transmission starts

Doctor Who: Short Trips - Transmissions, which you may vaguely recall me writing about, is available now and contains a story by myself as well as many others. I've had reports of it being in Forbidding Prices Forbidden Planet.

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Posted @ 1:01 pm on Sunday, July 13, 2008
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Crank up the cocktail shaker!

The story I proofed the other morning has now been announced: Doctor Who: Short Trips - Transmissions. I've a short piece in it (well, duh, it's a collection of short stories after all) featuring my favourite companion combo of Tegan and Turlough. Technically, I've not returned the contract yet, but I think it's probably not going to be jinxed at this late stage. I mean, it's been approved by the high heid yins now and typeset and stuff.

It's set in Imperial Russia in 1905, starting in Vladivostok. I know: it's such a departure from writing a story about a haunted Russian treasure, or a war in the far East at the turn of the twentieth century. At least this time there's no Russian bloke called Sasha in i...oh. Anyway, I'm starting to see why historical authors end up wedded to a period. After the initial germ of the idea, I immediately knew where to go to find the necessary historical research. I was a bit flummoxed to find the travel section in the local library has been creeping along the shelves, so books on Russia and Siberia weren't quite where I was expecting them. Hopefully I'm not going to end up as the Who equivilant of Jean Plaidy.

I went to see 'The Other Boleyn Girl' a few weeks back with someone who has read all of Jean Plaidy's books. Our opinion, when we stopped laughing hysterically, was that it was worse than Plaidy. The only way I can sum up why not just us but half the audience was cracking up is to mention that it's a film set when Henry VIII's lusts meant he split with Rome, established the Church of England and abolished the monestaries (i.e. the Reformation). And yet they didn't even have a speaking role for Cardinal Wolsey. Now I'll bend the historical truth for the sake of the story (Gudok starts in Vladivostok even though, during the Sino-Russian war, the trans-Siberia railway started in Port Arthur because Vladivostok sounds so wonderfully Russian and Port Arthur doesn't*). However, even I would think twice about cutting out Wolsey entirely in a story about Henry's decision to split with Rome. There was a bloke in red robes who scowled at one point, but that's your lot.

*railway historians may, in fact, find some other inaccuracies in the story. However, I grew up on the railways and rail-geeks do not scare me.

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Posted @ 11:14 pm on Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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Martha Jones, M.D.

martha jones MD
Yes, making Doctor Who Sims and then trying to get them onto their perfect career path is an epic waste of time. I know that. So my Captain Jack is an adventurer, my Fitz is a musician, my Sam Jones is a political lobbyist and my Martha just became a doctor (having previously been fined for inappropriate behaviour with a patient - probably all that snogging the Doctor business).

I know I should be doing other things but I already cycled five miles, did some laundry and tidied the garden this morning*...and I need to get Anji onto the business woman career path...

*ETA: oh, and proof read a short story before it goes up to the BBC high heid yins for approval.

Meanwhile: Sébastian's new kill count:

  • Rodents:
    Rats - 1
    Mice - 36 37
    Voles - 11
  • Birds:
    Sparrows - 5
    Dunnocks - 1
    Robin - 1
    Wood-pigeon - 1
    Uncertain - 8
  • Other:
    Frogs - 1
    Unidentifiable remains - 3

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Posted @ 12:56 pm on Sunday, March 30, 2008
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Losing the Plot

I've just finished code monkeying issue 03 of lost luggage, the Doctor Who fanzine that even non-fanfic lovers enjoy. It was going to come out in November, but we were both too busy running about with other stuff (Kelly with her excellent crafty stuff and Thanskgiving, and me with work and diamonds).

When moosifer 2 fell over forever it took with it the Book, my notes on how to run the archive. Most of it I can redo but I just wasted half an hour because I'd lost the note that said "tick the box marked 'run PHP code?' to enable this function". Still, I got there in the end.

There's a heap of stories about love and/or sex as well as a revamp of an article I first wrote in SKARO in 1996 on why it's OK for the Doctor to snog people. It's surprisingly hard to find stories involving love and/or sex and fit the raison d'etre of the archive - to showcase the best writing out there. But we've some fun ones (Precious Little Dumplings and At Last cause me to giggle and snort with laughter), some surprisingly romantic ones (And Hate the Idle Pleasures... is lovely) and some darker stuff (including the classic Best of Enemies).

Now we have to pick a theme for a future issue...

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Posted @ 11:20 am on Wednesday, December 05, 2007
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Radio Tweet

I'm trying to unclutter the attic, which is a somewhat epic task. There are boxes up here which have yet to be fully unpacked even though I moved in eleven years ago. The starting point was the realisation that, with two PC corpses littering the place (their respective monitors having thrown themselves onto the funeral pyre as well), there was just no room any more. I did try to offload the dead PCs on freecycle but it seems to be full of time-wasting idiots who say they want it then never get back in touch to arrange collection. So Carrie and I took them to the council tip this morning. The HDDs are missing, naturally, but it means I have more space.

Digging into one corner, I found boxes containing stuff that really should have gone years back...

Studio radio This is my first radio cassette player. I got this second hand for £1. When I left home, it came with me before winding up in my studio space at art college. You can probably tell that from the paint job. Sadly, it gave up working years back, what with the aerial coming off, then the function button no longer locking into place. Now I have a digital camera and therefore don't feel foolish wasting film on it, I'm taking the photos and junking the radio.

20th anniversary posterThis was on my wall when I was a teenager and doubtless contributed to my love of Tegan/Turlough fanfic. Pedants muttering about the Doctor's trousers in the new Children in Need thingy, can take note. Original costume there, boys. This is not going in the junk pile, but has already been carefully folded back up and filed with the Doctor Who annuals.

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Posted @ 1:56 pm on Sunday, October 28, 2007
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Don't. Blink.

Stone Angel It is Stephen Moffat's fault that I have taken to scouting out cemeteries when travelling. Or, indeed, when at home. Not directly, obviously. But someone on flickr started a group called Don't Blink, with the remit that the photos had to be scary human sculptures. This is a fine flickr tradition: I already belong to Dalek!, Battersea Power Station[1] and Dalek Cakes and other (Doctor Who) monsters. That's before we get onto the many, many London groups[2], or the many, stupid, cat groups[3]. Geeks, social networking and Doctor Who: truly, these things are made for each other.

The result of joining Don't Blink is a new interest in wandering about graveyards, the spookier the better. I got told off by the chap for cheerfully nipping into my local churchyard at 2am in order to get a night shot of an angel which is never sufficiently spooky by day. Today, with a few hours spare, I decided the afternoon walk would be around Highgate East cememtery (official site / unofficial site), which was indeed wonderfully spooky even on a bright summer's day with many other people wandering around. We're now planning to go back for the tour of the West cemetery.

Despite this new urge, I may not have suggested the trip if I'd not recently read Falling Angels, by Tracy Chevalier. It's the first of her novels I've read which does not include, in some way, a romantic love element, but it does revolve around the inner lives of women and is rather good. She plays with the use of voice very well, and creates a natural framework around the notion of death. It opens with the death of Queen Victoria, closes with the death of Edward and is centred upon two households in Dartmouth Park and their relationships with each other (symbolised in the closeness of their familial plots in Highgate cemetery). As with Girl With a Pearl Earring, it was a novel I had to finish. And, just like Girl with a Pearl..., I found myself rereading it within weeks. Recommended.

Over the last fortnight I have also read Wetworld, by floral shirt wearer Mark Michalowski. It has hand-holding otters and the tenth Doctor in spectacles.

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[1] "There's Battersea Power Station! But three of its chimneys are missing..." (Ian Chesterton, Dalek Invasion of Earth)

[2]Guess Where London, London Lettering, A London Beastiary, Finisterre (and Geoffrey Fletcher's London) and London After Midnight to name a few.

[3] Cats in Bags/Boxes, Your Cat Nose, Somebody Else's Cat and Solar Powered Cats are just a fraction of the cat fun to be had on flickr.

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Posted @ 11:25 pm on Monday, August 27, 2007
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Summer in the City

Post Office Tower Everyone else heads away from the city in August. Not me. Just back from two days and nights baking in London and so sleepy-headed that all I'm doing is flagging up the latest edition of Lost Luggage. This issue, it's all about mythology and fairytales, with a bunch of stories to suit most tastes, plus a non-fiction essay by Lance Parkin.

I still have to retcon issue 01, as we've changed the way we head up the stories, but I'm still so grittily sticky from London that I'm going to have a cool bath and an early night.

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Posted @ 11:28 pm on Sunday, August 05, 2007
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This Charming Man

Hee. Hee hee hee.

John Simm. Doctor Who. Hee hee hee.

Way back, when the return of Doctor Who was a mysterious enigma (would it be any good? would it be on Saturdays? would Paul McGann count?), I was asked who might be the Doctor. Naturally, having already taken a look at the potentials, I said "Bill Nighy or Christopher Eccleston...or John Simm."*

I had to rewind Saturday's episode and watch it over and over again just because it makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I already knew he was in it, and who he was liklely to be, but still...

Simm isn't an actor I go all girly about because he's pretty: it's that he convinces me. Whether he is a Russian murderer, a journalist betraying a friend for a scoop, a time-travelling copper or the Doctor's nemesis. You imagine his characters fighting like cornered terriers, doggedly determined to keep going against any odds. This is what makes the idea of him as the Master - the charming nutter, the schemer let down by his irrationalities and paranoia - so filled with potential. Somewhere on my C drive is a short story started for a fanthology which has long since vanished (made redundant when the BBC announced their Spring 2005 season), which casts Simm as a steampunk Doctor. Hee hee hee.

PS: For anyone wondering, I've been at a wedding and working away but have now restored Lost Luggage to working order.

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Posted @ 11:10 pm on Thursday, June 21, 2007
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Lost Luggage and Lost Souls

Late last night, we finally made Lost Luggage live.

This is the Doctor Who ezine on which I am code monkey. There are still things I need to do (not least as I made a mistake last night and had to rebuild four pages from scratch) but it is available for all to read. If you register, then you can leave comments on the stories and essays. We've started with a lovely intro from Paul Cornell and an issue themed around the certainty of chance.

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Posted @ 4:37 pm on Saturday, June 09, 2007
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Choose Life

I can't have been the only one to have been oogling browsing the new photos of Tennant, opened this one and thought
"...but I choose not to choose life..."



Someone with better photo manipulation skills than me can doubtless do a better job.

Did I mention I am a bit excited about the up-coming two-parter?

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Posted @ 7:03 pm on Tuesday, May 22, 2007
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Lucky Soul

You might think a fortnight of training in London is a bit of a nuisance, but I get to go to Lucky Soul at Bush Hall. Yay!

Also, there is no Who next week, which means I can go to the Bristol Comics Expo without worrying about my digibox resetting and taping 45 minutes of some annoying twonks telling me how to use my digibox. I'm not sure when Human Nature, the two-parter which featured quite heavily in the trailer last night, airs due to my spoilerphobic habits but I am getting a bit excited. The actors cast as the Aubertides look spookily like my mental image of them from back when the novel first came out, and Tennant in a comfy wool dressing gown and tweed is not to be sniffed at.

I'm going to set my Simm excitment to one side: a tiny bit of me is disappointed as he was on my list of "actors I'd love as the Doctor" but he's made it clear that after Life on Mars he won't be signing up for such an intensive schedule again. But still, Simm and Tennant....eep!

I also noticed that last night, Norton's introduction of Barrowman on the current talent show has shifted. Last year, he was "West End leading man and Doctor Who star". This year, until last night, he was "Torchwood star". Last night, after a Jack-tastic trailer, he became "Doctor Who star". I think the BBC might be gearing up for a bit of "Captain Jack is soooooo cooool" hype.

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Posted @ 9:11 am on Sunday, May 06, 2007
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Coding: fun for all

I am still working on learning Wordpress for the archive. I'm starting to crack PHP and the CSS and HTML elements are the usual stuff so that particular terror is fading. I have some boring stuff involving templates based on category IDs to work out, and the joy of creating descriptions for them. I'm quite enjoying doing the companions' descriptions but it'll still be a long slog.

Katrina: Trojan priestess who didn't see the airlock coming

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Posted @ 9:33 pm on Sunday, April 22, 2007
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A universe of terrors

There are many things which, though perfectly sane when in isolation, appear insane when taken in context. Agreeing to be code-monkey on a fanfic archive when in the midst of changing career paths is probably one on them. I can see my own logic - I like poking about with code to the extent I find it relaxing after a hard day writing about the front ends of code, and as I am about to move away from it being my day job I clearly have an urge to hang on to it - but I can also see how mad it might be.

For reasons long and boring to go into and partially due to the need to make the thing easy to maintain and navigate*, I'm producing the archive via wordpress, which is giving me a fun learning curve. Soon I can add 'php cut'n'pasting code skills' to my CV. So if I'm quiet right now it's because I'm trying to download my brain by day and fill it with new code at night.


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Who geekery follows...

*really, just think about it for a moment. A Buffy archive has the ten or so main characters, including one eponymous hero, plus regular guests. That's not counting Angel regulars. Or Harmony. Even if you only include the TV and novels, Who has ten eponymous heroes and forty-one companions**.

Not counting the Brigadier or 'missing adventures' companions like Grant Markham. Nor any Doctors or companions from the audio stories (ah, the Richard E Grant ninth Doctor...wiped history by the Dalek Time War...maybe...). Nor the stage play Doctors. Nor the Cushing Doctor (I simply can't accept Roy Castle as Ian Chesterton, the sexiest science teacher until Doctor John Smith started at Sunnyvale High). Nor anyone from Torchwood.

And that's before you factor in regular guests like the Master, Mike Yates, the Rani, Davros or Sister Hain, or the Boe, or Mickey. If you think a list of the possible pairings for Buffy was long, imagine the possibilites Who raises... and it has to be navigatible. Eep.


**Susan, Ian, Barbara, Vicki, Katrina, Sara, Steven, Dodo, Ben, Polly, Jamie, Victoria, Zoe, Liz, Jo, Sarah Jane, Harry, Leela, Romana 1, Romana 2, K9, Adric, Nyssa, Tegan, Turlough, Kamelion, Peri, Mel, Ace....Benny, Chris, Roz, Grace, Sam, Fitz, Compassion, Anji, Trix...Rose, Jack, Martha... that was from memory. The shame.

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Posted @ 11:09 pm on Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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Cuteness Ahoy!

Manga Who girls (safe for work)


OMG! So cute!

Also, very clever with the different fonts for each of the girls. Although I miss Babs.

This is what happens when Who goes all chick-friendly.

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Posted @ 8:32 am on Tuesday, January 30, 2007
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Too Divine Doctor

Remeber how I got all excited over Neil Hannon on the Who OST? The thought of my favourite skinny geeky boys in suits being connected was almost too much for me...

Paul Cornell emailed me today to point out Love Don't Roam, the song from the Runaway Bride, is available to buy on download sites, which means - under the new singles charts rules - that it could make the UK Top 40. Leaving aside the wonders of getting a Who song into the Top 40, this would also return Hannon to it, which can be no bad thing. And for 79p, or thereabouts, you get the rather fabulous bossa stylings of the song as well.

Doubtless in the future it will become a standard at fan weddings.

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Posted @ 6:17 pm on Monday, January 15, 2007
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All Things Must Pass

Sébastian's new kill count:

  • Rodents:
    Mice - 22
    Voles - 5 6
  • Birds:
    Sparrows - 4
    Dunnocks - 1
    Uncertain - 2
  • Other:
    Frogs - 1
    Unidentifiable remains - 2

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Work starts on my house next weekend, rennovating the front. This will involve scaffold and boarded up windows and general nervousness. Hopefully, the scoffold will only be up for a week - please send us dry weather! At the moment, however, it mostly involves me trying to get the builder to use the right colour paint. At present the house is a dirty blue - like faded cornflowers - with white woodwork in need of some serious attention and a unvarnished wooden door (I use linseed oil instead as vanish just cracks in no time but linseed on hardwood protects it without lokking scruffy). As the house is Grade II listed, the woodwork has to be done properly and the colour of the wall has to suit. Years ago I spoke to the local council's listings officer and was told I can change the colour but mustn't change the tone. And I must blend with the neighbouring cottages in the terrace since the whole row is listed. I never liked the blue. My neighbours on one side are cob and therefore the sort of odd yellow colour you get with the stuff you use on cob. My other neightbours changed from the same blue I had to a pale pistachio green which has now darkened. I spent years trying to find the right colour. I didn't want yellow and the standard dark red is too tonally different. Then, finally, I saw this place:
I want that colour
Exactly right! So now I have to convince the builder to please use a particular shade instead of the standard masonry paint colours. Whatever you do, do not try using the Dulux website. Even on a fast connection, I had page load times of up to a minute (possibly it is lovely under IE but FF is surely big enough now that corporate sites know they should be good under it?). Even when you find a colour you like, it doesn't tell you if it is available as masonry paint. Grrrr!!! I've eventually found some samples, phoned to check availability and now just need to send it to the builder going "er, please?".

I must remember to take before, during and after photos.

This weekend I'm tidying the attic and making it useable as a spare room so that if my front-facing bedroom gets chilly due to the window frame being half out or something, I can sleep up here. Next weekend I'm moving all my Doctor Who books (that's an entire set of Target novelisations, an entire set of New Adventures, most of the Missing Adventures, an entire set of the Eighth Doctor Adventures, many of the Past Doctor Adventures, all the old script books, all the 'lost season' books, all the Companion books, most of the annuals, etc) into boxes in the attic as they are currently in shelves running along the front wall of bedroom. I started getting visions of a drill going through the wall and mashing up Fury from the Deep. And how I would explain it to the insurers.

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Posted @ 10:34 am on Saturday, November 25, 2006
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Divine Doctor

Now, as we're running a little ahead of schedule, there's just time for one extra item...

And I started to walk
Pretty soon I will run
And I'll be running back to you

There's been confirmation of the Doctor Who Soundtrack CD release. Perhaps unsurprisingly, given how delicious the song was, it includes Song for Ten from last year's Christmas Invasion. The one that plays during the wardrobe scene and reaches a crescendo as the Doctor smiles at Rose, all modded-up and geektastic. The one that borrows the wall of sound for one brief interlude. Obviously, this is the track that non-OST types will be ripping as quick as possible, possibly for use in fanvids on YouTube. That's not the best thing.

The best thing is that it's been rerecorded for the OST...by Neil Hannon.

Back in the pre-Xmas excitement, back when all we knew was that Tennant was using his Casanova accent, I developed an odd mental image. I'd been listening to The Divine Comedy's Casanova more than a girl should and slowly the two skinny geeky boys merged in my mind until I was imagining the tenth Doctor to be a mash up of Tennant's Casanova and Neil Hannon's. The suit helped, obviously.

The Doctor Who offices are stealing bits of my brain again.

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Posted @ 10:16 pm on Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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Rose, I'm trying to resonate concrete!

Sometimes, fanfic becomes depressing. If you read it, you start getting sulky at the derth of gem-like writing amidst the torrents of pointlessness. Doctor Who fiction is even worse because, you know, some of us old skool Who writers started in fanfic in the old days of printed 'zines. And now there's just mountains of stuff unthinkingly churned out.

So a couple of writers who do fanfic on the side have decided to create a Who fanfic archive where the work will be submitted and approved instead of an open submission portal. A little quality control, that's all. Kelly Hale, my latte sister, has been writing Buffy fanfic when not writing novels* and short fiction and is a fine writer of old and new skool Who fic. Like Tiny Human Heads. She's one of the people involved in the new archive project, and I've promised to write the odd piece for it, under my real writing name not my fanfic pen-name.

But they need to name the archive: go and vote here!
I'm torn between:

Lost Luggage

Ace: Don't you have things you hate?
The Doctor: I can't stand burnt toast. I loathe bus stations - terrible places, full of lost luggage and lost souls. And then there's unrequited love, and tyranny, and cruelty.

from Ghost Light

Resonating Concrete

Rose: Doesn't the universe implode or something if you... 'dance'?
The Doctor: Well, I've got the moves, but I wouldn't like to boast.
Rose: You got the moves? Show me your moves.
The Doctor: Rose, I'm... trying to resonate concrete.
Rose: Jack'll get us out. Come on. The world doesn't end if the Doctor dances.

from The Doctor Dances

Space Age Clockwork

The Doctor: Oh, you are beautiful! No, really, you are, you're gorgeous! Look at that! Space-age clockwork, I love it, I've got chills! Listen, seriously, I mean this from the heart - and by the way, count those - it would be a crime, it would be an act of vandalism to disassemble you.
[holds up sonic screwdriver]
But that won't stop me.

from The Girl in the Fireplace

So vote today and watch this space for news of its eventual launch.

*her novel, Erasing Sherlock, is available to pre-order from Mad Norwegian Press (and amazon dot com and amazon dot co dot uk). It has Sherlock Holmes and kissing.

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Posted @ 9:15 pm on Tuesday, October 31, 2006
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