Neil Gaiman

It was a Dark and Stormy Afternoon….

So yesterday we had a Tornado warning for the area surrounding where I live and work. It was coming up from the south-west and crossing over into the north-east.

My dayhome is right in the south-west and I live in the north, but the north-west. There was no damage done, as far as I know, and a few twisters touched down in the smaller towns surrounding the city I live in. I’m glad no one was hurt, but it was scary to look at.

There was rain, hail, thunder, lightning. These may be all things that people who live in twister territory are used to, but for me, this is the first time it’s ever been this bad.

There was a massive tornado here in ’89 which destroyed parts of the city and claimed lives. Whenever there’s a threat of a tornado, some people get very nervous, which is understandable.

But enough of real life!

It made a good setting for a scene in the story I’ll start working on again, TAK. Just the way the clouds were so close to the ground and swept across the land. This morning when I was crossing the river it was like driving into a wall of fog: I could barely see the car in front of me and the entire river vomited fog all along it. It was so neat to see and I like seeing that. It tends to happen the day after it rains. The rain makes everything cold and then the next day the sun heats it all up and makes that awesome fog.

Sometimes seeing the fog reminds me of the mist I would see when I lived in the forest and just watch how it would wind around the base of trees like something out of a fairy tale.

I’m partly reminded of Neil Gaiman’s book Neverwhere when I see the fog. Maybe because it takes place in London.

Either way, I digress.

Yesterday was dark and stormy and cool. I’m reminded about how powerful nature is and how powerless we humans are to stop it.

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Interests of days gone by

When I was younger, probably before my mid-twenties, I used to read novels all the time. I always had the most library cards filled up for school and I devoured everything I could find.

I used reading at that time as an escape from my every day life. When I hit my later teens and early twenties I found a few authors that I just couldn’t put down.

I had started reading John Saul when I was in my mid-teens as my mother had a few novels of his. I fell in love with it. I’m not even sure what it was that drew me to Mr. Saul’s work so intensely. I scoured every used bookstore and ordered through Chapters until I had every single novel he had ever published lined up on my bookshelf in chronological order.

Unfortunately, in my late twenties, I lost all of my books. All of my novels, my manga, my textbooks I had kept from University, other educational literature I had enjoyed. I’ve never been able to get back into novels since then.

Two authors I really enjoyed in the Fantasy genre and who have inspired me a lot in my writing, even just the desire to BE a writer, are Guy Gavriel Kay and Neil Gaiman. For Mr. Kay, I first found the Fionavar Tapestry. The fact that it began in a place I was familiar with, CANADA, made it that much more appealing. And he is a Canadian author! YAY! Nothing like supporting my own country’s talent! My ultimate favourite novel by him was Tigana. I LOVED THE HELL OUT OF THAT BOOK. The cover was so beat up and the pages were worn. I never dog-ear them though. But you could tell they had been loved. Unfortunately, those books are gone as well and my mind doesn’t remember all of the story any more. I just know that I loved it. For Mr. Gaiman, my boyfriend at the time read American Gods. I picked it up when he was done with it and was consumed. What an amazing take!

I followed that up with Neverwhere and then Stardust. I have the Coraline movie and I used to own a collection of his short stories.

These two, are also gone into the great black void.

While it pains me to think of these lost pieces of literature I know I can always replace them. It won’t be the same, worn out, over-loved copy that I had read multiple times, but I can just as easily turn them back into that.

I can only hope that I can be considered even 1/16th as great as any of these men. The wonders of twitter have allowed me to follow both Mr Gaiman and Mr Kay so I’m feeling that much more honoured to be in cyberspace contact with them.

Well, back to editing. I can’t even dream of being in the same genre as either of them if I don’t publish my work!

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