Forlorn.of.thee (fa'lo:n ŭv thē), p, my only strength and stay,forlorn of thee, whither shall I betake me, where subsist?
Paradise Lost by John Milton
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Friday, September 30, 2011

Ahhhhhh.....

Long weekend, mow the lawn, read Game of Thrones and generally do very little!
Have a great weekend everyone!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Mid Autumn Love Story


I'm a fantasy novel nutter and was quite taken by the story of Hou Yi and Chang'e. Yesterday, 12th September was the Mid Autumn Festival (think moon cakes and paper lanterns).

It's the story about a Hou Yi, the god of archery who lost his immortality, and had to live the rest of his life on earth. One day, he defeated the water god, who abandoned his daughter Chang'e in his haste to escape. Chang'e was downright gorgeous, and it was love at first sight for Hou.

They were soon married and as with most marriages, when the Hou was out hunting the baddies, Chang'e was bored at home. Hou was previously rewarded two bottles of the elixir of life (one for Chang'e and one for himself), but did not tell Chang'e what they were. In her boredom, she drank the double dose, and ascended to the moon to live forever with a white rabbit (that's another story).

She became the moon goddess. What became of Hou? He was murdered by his best student...

Monday, September 5, 2011

Pseudonyms


Sometime ago I whinged about Facebook insisting that all accounts be opened with real names and that Young Werther wasn't a real name. Hmmm...

Looks like Google+ is going the same way. Is it fair that I have to use my real name and identify myself. Some argue that it's the right way to go as FB and Google+ are social networking sites. Maybe, I do have something to hide and no intention of linking my drunken activities, blog confessions and opinions to my LinkedIn or FB account (that are populated by workmates and family).

After all, you wouldn't befriend Tom, Dick or Harry (unless Harry's got HRH preceeding it), similarly, you wouldn't accept any invite from Young Werther on FB or any other social networking site... would you?

In the stone "type" writer age, writers used nom de plumes. It's a well established precedent, so let us secretive b*stards be!