Will post about the filming soon, got most of it typed up, just trying to second guess it all and make sure I don't give anything away to you eagle-eyed rascals. Short version: all going incredibly well, everyone is lovely, I got touched by Actors again.
So this is a quick post to say hello, I'm still alive, just exhausted. Slept most of the day on Sunday, got completely run down and trashed. Been having meetings, writing, travelling around, writing, writing, and more writing. Trouble with loving what you do is, it doesn't feel like work, so you don't feel the need for breaks or rest, until you fall apart. I know, I know, poor old me, what a tragedy, please help if you can, just two pounds a month, James is a quiet writer, he knows that nobody comes whether he cries or not, etc etc.
New issue of Doctor Who Magazine (issue 384, with either Derek Jacobi or John Simm on the front, depending on your preference) mentions my name again, in the Torchwood update on page 4. I think I was on page 5 last month, hopefully one day I will be promoted to either the front, or a bigger feature further in. No more of this page 4 or 5 nonsense for me, oh no, I have PLANS, baby.
I have read this Guardian article twice now, and still can't get my head round it. It's clearly supposed to be saying "ooh, isn't science fiction on telly brilliant", but both times left me feeling annoyed. The whole thing just has that familiar, snobby, faintly amused tone that makes me want to insert forks into people's eyes. Once again, they try to figure out why there's been a resurgence of TV sci-fi, mentioning post 9/11 this, political that, when the answer is simple: Lost was good and became a hit, the new series of Doctor Who was also good and became a hit, and every TV channel in the world caught the whiff of money and immediately decided to try and tap into the market. Fairly easy to understand, I thought. The most annoying part, however, was this: "For a long time, science fiction and fantasy have been seen as something for teenage boys, genres you grow out of." It's only ever patronising, idiotic article writers who ever think this. Something to grow out of? Hold on a sec, there's a phone call for you - it's Harlan Ellison, Arthur C. Clarke, and the zombie corpses of Jules Verne, Douglas Adams and Philip K. Dick. Yeah, something about wanting to kick your fucking head in. By the way, Warren Ellis is actually outside your door, and you do NOT want to know what 3 items he is holding. One of them is lube.
This was supposed to be a quick, short post. Let's all just pretend that it was, and we'll say no more about it.