Thursday, April 2, 2015

A Bit of Peace and Quiet

Angus McGole was a miserable soul,
who hated the company of others.
Even as a child, he’d be mostly inside,
and would rarely play out with his brothers.

That hermit McGole had a heart black as coal,
And rarely did leave his own flat.
Being with people, you see, made him quite angry.
He couldn't even stand his own cat!

Angus McGole has in life just one goal,
and that’s to live somewhere remote.
But his budget won’t meet that of a mountain retreat,
so he’s stuck here for now, the old goat.

It’s the wee early hours of one morning
when Angus is watching TV
and an advert comes on, and McGole's quite transfixed.
It seems custom-made for him, you see.

They’re wanting some volunteers at NASA
and are recruiting from all over the place.
They’re wanting a fella to travel interstellar
and to be boldly flung out into space.

“Jings!” thinks McGole, “it sounds perfect!”
And books his flight right there and then.
“I’ll go into space, leave the whole human race,
and nae one’ll bother me again”.

So Angus finds himself at NASA,
With a handful of other brave souls.
They do loads of tests, to find who is best,
And the best of the best is… McGole.
  
“We’ll be launching you off in a rocket,
It’ll be further than man’s ever flown.
You’ll be landing on a planet way out there
and we’ll test how you cope all alone.”

“We’re after the right kind of person.
They’ll need to be mentally fit.
Does that sound anything like you?”
“Aye, a bit,” smirked McGole, “Just a bit.”

So McGole is sat there on the launch pad,
and listening as they count down from ten,
then the boosters ignite and old Angus takes flight,
hoping never to see people again.

As our world shrinks away on the view screen
and Angus travels out deep in space,
he takes off his gloves and he flicks Earth the V’s,
“In your face, human race, in your face!”

The first five years spent were a doddle,
the next five even easier still.
He’s happy as can be, in his own company,
his life-time achievement fulfilled.

An alarm sounds, he looks at the view-screen.
He can see his new home out in space,
The rocket slows now as it prepares to touch down,
and there’s a huge smile on Angus’s face.

He carefully puts on his spacesuit,
He can’t wait to get out and explore.
The airlock opens wide, and he’s then horrified,
by the thing that he sees out the door.

A city with millions of people,
It’s even more crowded than Earth.
He sinks to his knees and cries “Ach no, God, please..”
(but no answer comes, for what it’s worth).

“Good news!” said a man, sent to greet him.
“You’ll have company now, never you fear.”
“Just as you took flight, we invented Faster Than Light.
And luckily enough, beat you here!”

Friday, March 13, 2015

“It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it's called Life.”


RIP Terry Pratchett.  You contributed to my love of reading and you took me on some incredible journeys, making me laugh along the way. The joy you gave me then is equally matched by the sorrow I feel at your passing. The world is a little sadder and more mundane a place without you in it.

Sir Terence David John "TerryPratchett OBE 
28th April 1948 – 12th March 2015

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Catching up...

Hello to you all! It's been an absolute age since I updated this blog, so I thought I'd spend a few moments letting you know what I've been up to and what's coming up in the future.

As well as working on some scripts for the excellent independent horror comic "Twisted Dark", I've had a flurry of activity writing some stories for a possible new short story collection to be released early next year - As yet untitled. (Incidentally, I was in fact tempted to actually call it "Untitled" or "As yet untitled" but some bugger's already nicked that idea.)

There's one piece I've written - Perspective - that's much longer than one of my usual short stories, that I'm really pleased with.  It's a story of a desperate colonists on a space flight gone horribly, horribly wrong that I genuinely didn't want to stop writing.  The rest of them are the usual mix of horror (including one visceral tale set in complete darkness that I'm really pleased with), science-fiction and satire.  More on this collection as it increases in size...

I've been lucky enough to be one of the first people to be able to read and give their opinions on two books for children that are currently being worked on by my good friends Elizabeth Earle (of Benedict and Blackwell fame) and the comedian Trevor Ship.  Both are very different types of book, but both look great and I can't wait to see them released!

The Finished Piece, prior to a bit of digital tweaking before it
goes in the book.
One of the highlights of the last couple of weeks was attending the opening of the "Muscle Memory" exhibition by the ridiculously talented and thoroughly decent bloke Al Davison (The Spiral Cage, Hellblazer). As well as catching up my friend George Bastow (who is a talent to watch out for and has a quite excellent blog) the highlight was seeing Al paint a page from it live which was being auctioned as he worked on it. I'll admit to bidding way more than I'd set as my top limit, but in the end it went for an impressive (but well worth it) £550.

He has a patreon page to raise funds for the second volume of his graphic autobiography, a book about his experiences growing up with Spina-Bifida. It's well worth your support. The exhibition itself has just recently closed, but there's another exhibition running for four weeks from the 11th of April where Al will be creating the exhibition live performing a version of his one man show as he paints - this is again at Fargo village. The tales from his past that Al relates are as funny as they are heartbreaking - well worth a visit.

In closing though, two things I've read recently that I've really enjoyed, that I really can't recommend highly enough.

The Girl with all the Gifts by Mike Carey
I was lucky enough to briefly meet Mike and get a signed copy of this at the signing I did at the Big Comfy Bookshop last year for release of "Forever and Ever, Armageddon". I could sing the praises of this book till the cows come home, but it's one I'm reluctant to say much about for risk of ruining the myriad of surprises in store. As poignant as it is horrific, it moves effortlessly between fantastic characterisation to bloody horror.  I absolutely flew through this book - it's the old cliché to say "I couldn't put it down", but it gripped me in a way that nothing I've read has for a considerable amount of time. I'm familiar with Mike from his comic work on Lucifer and Hellblazer, but.. wow.

Something Nicer by Andrew Lawston
If you're a visitor to this blog, you've probably found it through reading one of my books - and if so, you can't help but notice I'm rather fond of a short story. Nobody does them better than Andrew. The first collection was brilliant, and this one is even better. You'll plough through them in no time, but you'll have an excellent time doing so. (There are some utterly cringe-worthy puns lurking in there, but I for one can't criticise anybody for that!)

More updates very soon. Take care x

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

A Merry Christmas to you all!

It promises to be an entertaining 2015 with some exciting projects on the horizon, but in the meantime let me wish you and yours a very merry Christmas and a prosperous New Year. 


Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Independent Bookshop Day - 29th November 2014

"How do you spell David again?"
Photograph by Elizabeth Earle
Anybody who knows me (or knows of me) was probably quiet bored of me telling them about my taking part in Independent Bookshop Day last Saturday (the 29th of November).

For those who don't know - and you're forgiven if you don't as it's relatively new - Independent Bookshop Day was an initiative launched by the author Sherman Alexie back in 2014 as a grass-roots movement that calls upon authors to show their support for independent booksellers.

I turned up with a pile of books quite early at the Big Comfy Bookshop in Fargo Village and was soon joined by Elizabeth Earle, Nuneaton author of the "Adventures of Benedict and Blackwell" series of books. Al and Maggie Davison from the Astral Gypsy Bookshop and Art Studio next door had the writers Neil Gibson (Twisted Dark) and Mike Carey (Marvel, DC, probably one of the best runs of Hellblazer to date, The Girl with all the Gifts) in attendance.

I shouldn't be allowed in bookshops or comic shops even at the best of times and ended up buying something from each of the other writers that took part - I can't resist a signing, despite the fact that my "to read" pile is now almost too tall for my bedside.  (And almost taller than me, but that's not difficult). I picked up The Girl With Nine Lives by Elizabeth, Twisted Dark Volume 1 by Neil and The Girl With All The Gifts by Mike.  It was lovely to meet them all, but I'd especially like to thank Elizabeth for putting me at ease , her great company on the day and some excellent self-publishing advice.

I'm on the wall in excellent company!


There were a great many other events going on at Fargo Village on the same day (a street food and beer fair, and a vintage bazaar, live music and DJs) so there were plenty of people popping into the shop to chat to. I shifted a few copies as well as getting to speak to people who'd already picked up the book before. The evening was topped off by performances from the excellent Speak, Brother and Ranagri in the Big Comfy Bookshop itself. We had the delight of seeing Ranagri perform two songs for the Big Comfy Sessions that the shop posts on their twitter account, one of which was an excellent (and unusual) Nirvana cover.  It was during this time that somebody picked up a copy of my book and was reading it behind me and chuckling away - I had to introduce myself and personalise his book as it's not very often you get the opportunity for a live review!

I left a number of signed copies behind at The Big Comfy Bookshop and I have a limited number of books in my possession . If you want one - perhaps for an easily amused relative for christmas - just pop me an email through the "Contact me" tool over there - gesticulates wildly towards the right hand side of the page - and you can have a discounted signed one for a mere five pounds plus postage.

So all in all, a most excellent (yet tiring) day and kudos to both Michael from The Big Comfy Bookshop and Al and Maggie from Astral Gypsy for organising it all.  

..And in closing, there is another impending very exciting project that I'm going to be involved in but I'm sworn to secrecy - watch this space!

Thursday, November 27, 2014

The Spying Game

For the past week or so I've had to keep quiet over a very exciting project I've been involved with - namely an collaboration with Simon Myers with an original story of mine being illustrated for the first time and presented in a comic book format. Both pages of the story are below, and I'd recommend clicking on each of them to see them in their full beautiful glory and to make the text on each legible.

We'd tried in vain to adapt one of my existing stories but I have to be the first to admit that none of my tales are exactly action packed or dynamic enough to make a decent two page comic.  So in the end The Spying Game was conceived as an original new piece.

Remember the name Simon Myers - who regular readers of the FoldsFive blog will have heard of before. I strongly recommend you check out his work on his PrettyFunky website and get a commission from him before he becomes all famous and too big for his boots.

The Spying Game - Page 1/2 - Click on the image to embiggen

The Spying Game - Page 2/2 - Click on the image to embiggen
The script that he worked with -for those of you interested in this behind the scenes stuff - is reprinted in its entirety below.

THE SPYING GAME by David Court

All the captions are dialogues between two characters. You might want to use a different colour or font to make each persons caption distinctive. I'll end each caption with a "HIM" or "HER", so you know which is which.

PANEL 1: Whole page width panorama. Two people sitting on a park bench on a bright sunny day, Washington needle in the background – has to be obvious that it’s the USA.  Stick a flag or a hotdog or an extremely aggressive military policy in or something, I don't know. Gentleman's face is obscured by his newspaper, sitting next to a woman in a pretty dress – he's smartly dressed, she's casually dressed.  They're sitting far enough apart that they don't seem to be together. She's on the left, he's on the right.

CAPTION: In any other career you'd just be getting started by the time you hit 30. Not this one though. 30 is when you start to slow. It's when you spend more time sitting behind a desk than being considered for jobs like this. And not just any job… (HER)


PANEL 2: A close up of a folder on the bench being held by the man. The womans hand is reaching for it. There's lots of redacted text on the cover of the folder and a photograph of a mans face who we won't see again until the last panels.

CAPTION: …The big one. (HER)

PANEL 3: A dim poorly lit room. It's the woman from the first panel from the back and she's undoing her dress.

CAPTION: You're aware that the stakes are higher this year? The enemy will stop at absolutely nothing in stopping you getting to your target. (HIM)

PANEL 4: The woman is elsewhere in the park and alone. There are two figures blocking her path, one with a baseball bat. She's dressed as in panel 1 – supposed to convey that it's happened directly after the meeting with the gentleman on the bench.  She's holding the folder.

CAPTION: Absolutely, sir. I'm honoured that you've picked me. (HER)

PANEL 5: The dim room from panel 3. The woman is now clad in tight black leather and is pulling on some gloves.

CAPTION: There were those who considered you.. unreliable. I've always been very fond of you. (HIM)

PANEL 6: A fist being slammed into one of the two figures faces. Teeth are flying from the man's crumpled face. The other figure is already unconscious, slumped against a tree.

CAPTION: Have I ever let you down, sir? (HER)

PANEL 7: We're now elsewhere, in the alps. The woman – now clad in the black leather we saw her getting into – is now skiing, being pursued by other skiers who are firing guns at her.

CAPTION: Never. (HIM)


PANEL 8:  Dim room from panel 3 but we can now see her face as she is applying lipstick. She's as goddamn pretty as you want to make her.

CAPTION: Am I to start immediately? (HER)

PANEL 9: Still skiing, still in the same location as panel 7, but she's now in mid-air having skated off the side of a mountain over the top of a helicopter with a gunman leaning out of the side. (Or if your budget doesn't allow for helicopters, she's just leapt off the side of a mountain)

CAPTION: Absolutely. All other missions are considered secondary. (HIM)

PANEL 10: An expensive sportscar racing through the streets being pursued by another sports car.  A circular insert on this same panel shows a button being pressed on the dashboard. If you want to indicate this is in a different country, put some foreign language on a roadsign or a flag somewhere.

CAPTION: I'd best get started then. (HER)


PANEL 11: Reverse spot of the sportscar with the female spy clearly visible driving it, a smirk on her face. There's a massive explosion behind her – her pursuer.

NO CAPTION

PANEL 12: We're underwater. She's swimming now, with a snorkel mask on and holding a harpoon gun. A shark is closing in on her.

NO CAPTION

PANEL 13: She's on top of one building looking down at another. It's night time, and feel free to stick some iconic London landmarks in there. Because, bloomin' heck, that's where we are now!

CAPTION: Good luck. The entire reputation of this department is resting on this one mission. (HIM)


PANEL 14: A handsome male spy in a smart suit – who you're at liberty to make look as much like James Bond as you can – I see Timothy Dalton, but you can use anybody except for David Niven or Woody Allen. (Thems the rules). He's crouched behind a wall with his gun ready as though he's stalking somebody.

NO CAPTION

PANEL 15: The female spy is above him, hanging off a wire in Tom Cruise Mission Impossible style. She's tapping the top of his head with a fingertip.

CAPTION: Tag. You're it. No returns. (HER)

PANEL 16: The male agent is slumped resignedly against the wall, a despondent and sad expression on his face. She's either in the background running away or you can indicate that she's vanished back into the ceiling again.

CAPTION: I won't let you down, Sir.

-END-

Monday, November 17, 2014

Independent Bookshop Day - 29th of November

Independent Bookshop Day

I'm thrilled to be a part of Indies Day being held in conjunction with The Big Comfy Bookshop and The Astral Gypsy in Fargo Village in Coventry all day on the 29th of November - and am considerably humbled to be in such esteemed company for the event!  Please come along where I'll be helping out for the day.  I'll be signing and selling copies of Forever and Ever, Armageddon as well as signing anything* of mine you care to bring along!

And if you're not a fan of books, why not come along for some delicious tea, coffee and/or cake? The valuable sit down will give you more than adequate time to drastically re-evaluate your life so you actually like books.  Seriously though, come along and support this worthwhile endeavour.  I'd love to see you there.

* - Within reason.  For reasons both legal and obvious, I will be not be signing anything you've stolen from my house, especially any old cheque books you happen to have come across. Or any unknown illegitimate children of mine you find lying about. That'd just be weird.

A new compilation is now available

Just in time for any easily pleased relatives at Christmas comes the new edition of "Forever and Ever, Armageddon".

I was never happy with how the original printed version of "The Shadow Cast by the world" looked. Despite containing a healthy number of stories – and stories I'm still really happy with - it always resembled little more than a fancy glossy pamphlet. "Forever and Ever, Armageddon", on the other hand, I was chuffed to bits with. Thick enough to have a spine like a proper book and sufficiently weighty, and more – well, bookish.

So much as how George Lucas couldn't avoid fiddling with his Star Wars films, this seemed like a prime opportunity to bundle the complete collection of short stories so far in one volume – The Super Alpha Turbo Extreme edition.

The first half up until and including "Tiredness kills" are from "The Shadow Cast by the World" and every story up until "The Everywhere Song" is from "Forever and Ever, Armageddon". "ThriceSlain" and "VIP" are two brand new stories especially written for this compilation.. and if you haven't took the plunge yet, it's considerably cheaper than buying both of them separately - and that goes for both printed and Kindle formats.