New SF&F blog is live and looking for flash fiction submissions

My new Urban Fantasist webzine/blog is now live and as part of its regular activities, I'm are open to submissions to pieces of flash fiction (defined as anything upto 1000 words) in an urban fantasy, genre-type theme. I'm being fairly broad in our definition of urban fantasy (see side-bar on the nw site's home page for a full definition) and 'no' it doesn't have to feature love-struck teenagers who can't make up their minds whether they prefer vampires or werewolves as boyfriends.

Send your submissions (ideally in the body of the email or as an attached Word or text file without too much formatting) to charles@charles-christian.com I'll be publishing one new story every Friday fortnight (the section is called TFi Flash Fortnightly) so you can start your weekends on a suitably chilly note. Sorry, no payments available for the time being however I'll be publishing an ebook anthology of the year's stories at the end of this year. Now start submitting - remember this is the team that created Ink Sweat & Tears, which has now grown into one of the most widely read poetry zines on the planet!

www.urbanfantasist.com

The Fickle Finger of Fame is not pointing at you !

I was on a trip to the North of England a couple of weeks ago and became aware of the over-use of the word 'famous' to describe pubs, cafes, eateries and in fact just about everything that didn't merit the monicker famous.

Don't get me wrong, some things are famous. The Bettys Cafe & Tea Rooms chain in York and Harrogate are famous, at least in Yorkshire. Newens Original Maids of Honour in Kew would be a good example of a Southern version of Bettys. Harry Ramsden's Fish 'n' Chips used to be famous, before they became an international franchise brand.

And so it goes. You work hard, you build a brand, your reputation spreads and in time you will become famous. But that takes decades! Just painting the word 'famous' on the sign outside your cafe or whatever does not make you famous. I passed one cafe on the A64 York Road that 18 months ago was a boarded up Little Chef but now has a sign saying 'famous fish and chips'. It is just up the road from the Famous Dickensian Tea Rooms – don't ask how Dickens got in on the act, he came nowhere near the place.

Is it celebrity culture gone mad? To paraphrase Andy Warhol, in the future everyone will be famous for 15 minutes and so will be their takeaway food! There are places calling themselves 'famous' whose own staff haven't heard of them. The word is over-used. There's now more kudos in the word 'infamous' – at least you'll stand out from the crowd if you call yourself that. And what about 'good' ? Would you rather eat at the home of good food or famous food? I rest my infamous case...

 

And another Amazon 5 star review for my SF&F short story collection!

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5.0 out of 5 stars He kept me waiting but it was worth it!, 3 Jan 2012
By R.Lancashire
This review is from: This is the Quickest Way Down (Proxima) (Paperback)

Having read and enjoyed a couple of the short stories contained in this book when they were published previously on various blogs prior to this larger collection being published I awaited the release of Charles' first book with anticipation. I was not disappointed!

Before I go in to detail on why I liked this book I should set the record straight and say that Charles is a good personal friend of mine who has over the years taught me a lot about copy writing in his day job capacity as a tech journalist. With that said one thing I have always taken as read and appreciated greatly is Charles' journalistic integrity. I know full well he will critic whatever I write with diligence, honesty, fairness and occasionally a gentle but deserved slap. I have approached this review with the same respect and so I hope you take it for what it is. If you don't believe me buy the book and decide for yourself!

As a collection I felt the stories fit neatly in to the genre I have enjoyed previously from authors like Neil Gaiman (Good Omens with Terry Pratchett and Anansi Boys) and Douglas Adams (Dirk Gently series). A mixture of sci-fi, gothic horror and some fantasy thrown in for good measure. In my opinion Charles executes this extremely well with the pace of each story keeping you held in the story. I accept that short stories will probably always have pace because they are short and need to move along however to me a good short leaves you desperately wishing the author to go on when the story ends. This is how I felt with the stories in book.

Waiting for My Mocha to Cool and Kastellorizon provided my first introduction to Charles' work when I read them previously on blogs so to read them again was like greeting old friends with Waiting once again resonating some of the more terrifying events in recent history intertwined with reminders of the fragility of everyday life. The character called Jeremy Mills reminds me of someone but I can't quite put my finger on it.

Intersecting these two pieces is Already Gone which neatly dovetails the two with a creepy tale well-grounded in the fatal reality of life for anyone that knows that part of rural Norfolk. Baby Stenick quickly gives us a sanity check in our modern world of faraway wars and celebrity status culture before the End of Flight number 505 plonks us firmly back in the conspiracy theory world of X-Files. As previously commented each story so far leaves you wanting more. That is until to you get to Empire State of the Mind where Charles stops teasing you for just a moment and soothes your fevered brown with a gentle bend of your mind. In this case I felt Charles takes the layer upon layer story concept similar to that used in Inception and masterfully weaves it in to a complete story in a can. This is probably a story that could be expanded in to a more comprehensive text but I finished this one like any good story should feeling satisfied that it had unravelled to deliver the main characters conundrum. That was enough for me as anything else would have spoilt it.

After this small rest we then rush down the next section of the slide with `This is the Quickest Way Down'. The question you need to ask yourself at the end is could your own murder really be the biggest erotic thrill you will ever have?

A Beretta for Azraella is another story which ends reasonably neatly once again suggesting this is a text that could be filled out with more back story but then again you get to imagine lots of extra detail as Charles quietly leaves you to fill in the gaps which is half the fun.

And then we get to The Hot Chick. In this story Charles effortlessly strides in to a world of sci -fi fantasy I am sure every teenage male sci-fi geek on the planet inhabits or wishes they did! That is not to liken to Charles to a 15 year sexually frustrated sci-fi geek but just to applaud his wit in pointing out that we may or may not be alone in the universe but at the end of the day every species in the universe probably enjoys a late night knee trembler. If any of the stories in this book were to be made in to a short film for channel 4 then I think it should be this one....with Ben Miller as the male lead. It would be comedy gold although I am sure the more energetic bits would probably need to be toned down for terrestrial TV!

Confessions of a Teenage Ghost hunter takes us through an MR James style winter's evening fireside ramble travelling from that irrational creepy feeling of isolated countryside or a lonely beach through an almost romantic ghost hunt to a warm and fuzzy conclusion that takes an interesting twist on James' view that the story must "put the reader into the position of saying to himself: 'If I'm not careful, something of this kind may happen to me!'"

Finally we get to By the Steps of VilleFranche Station. As a previous reviewer has commented this story seems very marginally not quite as polished as the other stories but it doesn't detract from either the book or Charles' style so is quite readable as an end story.

As I said at the outset I was not disappointed by this book. I have now reread it a few times and each time couldn't put it down. There are lots of books of the same genre you can download for free on Kindle so why should you buy this one. Well when it comes to free books like the saying goes, when something looks too good to be true it usually is. I may be Charles' friend but I paid hard earned moolah for this book and like a very good wine got exceptional enjoyment from it, something which is rare in today's world of books. I would recommend it to anyone who enjoys this genre and in fact to anybody else who just enjoys a good read. I firmly believe Charles' is a name we will see a lot more of in time to come. I hope so as then I can say my friend is a famous author!

Now get on and publish the next book Charles as I need something else to read.

Calling all sci-fi & fantasy poets – submissions wanted - now!

Now for something totally different for the New Year... I've just been appointed the poetry editor for the BSFA's (British Science Fiction Asociation) twice yearly Focus magazine. The deadline for the next issue is FRIDAY 17 FEBRUARY – that's just over six weeks away – so make a note of it now and send your submissions to me at charles@charles-christian.com

I'm interested in anything from longer pieces through to sci-faiku shorts and I'm covering the whole SF&F genre from space opera to new weird to slipstream – though I might draw the line at elves and dwarves. AND if you have any illustrated pieces/graphics to accompany a poem what you wrote (copyright Morecambe & Wise 1969) then submit them as well. And, should you be worrying, no poetry does not have to have clunking rhymes at the end of each line – prose poetry, free verse all welcome.

 

Outdoor-reared sausages - and other servings of festive food photos

The Season of Conspicuous Food Consumption is almost at a close. OK, we've still got New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, Twelfth Night, Wassailing (on the 14th January) and Imbolc/Candlemas (on 1st February) to celebrate in this part of rural Nofolk but the days of loading your trolley at Tesco with enough food to last you for six months (despite the fact the shops are only going to be closed for 36 hours) are now over. So, here are some festive season food-related photos for your delication.

Sausage

The first is from a Little Chef menu. From the reference to 'outdoor-reared pork sausage' I fear they may not quite have grasped to relationship between pigs and pork. Or, I may have been getting things wrong all these years, in which case I'm going to buy myself a couple of pet chipolatas to keep in the back garden.

Burger
Next up, I'm full of admiration for the proprietors of this burger stand in Leeds and their ability to offer such a wide range of flavours – including reindeer and kangaroo (tho I bet they don't sell them as Rudolph and Skippy burgers) but with that huge array of sauce bottles also on offer, is anyone really capable of differentating between an exotic meat burger and one made of the usual MRM (mechanically recovered meat)?

Reindeer

Fortunately, not all reindeers end up in burgers. Here are two who escaped and enjoyed a well earned rest going on a pub-crawl in Scarborough on Boxing Day.

Fish

And, still in the subject of Boxing Day in Scarborough (which is a major day out for locals and visitors alike, as well as an excuse for cross-dressing and alcohol consumption above and beyond the call of duty) there were enormous queues outside every fish 'n' chip shop on the seafront.

Winkin

Yes, Christmas lunch/dinner may be a giant blow-out less than 24 hours previously but there are somethings in life more important than life and death, and in Yorkshire one of them is the pursuit of fish 'n' chips.

Ten things I learned at my local writers' group Xmas party

So the other week I went to my local writers' group Christmas party in Norwich. It's the East Anglian Writers, since you ask, the local offshoot of the Society of Authors. Their events are always relaxing because, as pretty much everyone else attending is a published writer with a new book or collection to sell, you don't get the in-your-face, will-you-buy-my-book hard sell you can encounter at some other networking events for writers.

This year's event was no exception and I came away with ten new pieces of information (or at least eight existing fears, concerns and prejudices confirmed plus two surprising facts I was unaware of). In no particular order, here they are...

(1) No matter how illustrious your agent or publisher, you cannot rely on them to win you a lucrative publishing deal or promote your books once you have got that contract. When it comes to winning business and promoting your books (or 'product' as they are more generally termed these days) you are on your own.

(2) No matter how illustrious your agent or publisher, if something goes wrong, you are on your own. This came from a long established author who has had her series of children's books ripped off by a Chinese author, right down to the illustrations, and now has a legal battle on her hands because she cannot get her books distributed in the United States because they think she has ripped off the Chinese author!

(3) Should you be lucky enough to have a publisher who shows initiative in their efforts to promote and publicise your books, you'll be the last to know. This came from an author who first discovered his publishers had hired a well-known actress to record some of the songs from his book, when he opened a copy of his book in Waterstones and saw the CD attached to the back cover. He was also the last to know when the publishers lost interest and stopped printing copies of his book.

(4) Along with the Chinese, who have no concept of honouring other writers and creatives intellectual property rights, you apparently also cannot trust BBC radio and TV producers not to rip off your ideas.

(5) If you want to make money out of creative writing, write books about how to make money out of creative writing. That, or write for Mills & Boon who at least have a machine to promote your product.

(6) If you want a sure fire way to land a book deal, start your book with a very long, explicit and kinky sex scene. Apparently it doesn't matter that the sex scene has no relevance to the rest of the book or that there is no further carnal activity within the book.

(7) No matter how much you protest your innocence, someone you know – probably a relative – will take offence at one of the characters in your book and complain it is based on them, even when the book character is not even remotely like them.

(8) No matter how illustrious your agent or publisher, they are all terrified by the ebook/epublishing revolution and don't know how to react.

(9) President Barack Obama is an enemy of literature, joining Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher as world leaders who have slashed their countries' contributions to UNESCO. In the case of Obama, UNESCO's crime was to support literature development in Palestine.

(10) Europe's most celebrated Medieval Hebrew poet Meir ben Elijah lived in Norwich in the 13th century. Just how the only surviving manuscripts of his work came to spend the next 600 years in the Vatican Library was a question we were unable to answer at the Christmas party.

A sign of the times: but why 62 mph ?

62miles

OK, so we all know road safety is important and that we should keep our speeds down but why a 62 miles per hour limit? Why not 60 or 65 – but 62, that's like selling beer in 13/16ths of a pint measures or having 6-and-a-half days in a week.

I also like the way the vehicle's offside bumper (fender) seems to be held together with duct-tape. And yes I really should clean that bird-shit off my bonnet.

* Late news just in: apparently it's a Eurocratic 100km speed limit. Who knew?