Thursday, 26 March 2015
Monday, 23 March 2015
A long overdue introduction
Greetings Humans,
It's been drawn to my attention that none of you know who I actually am. I'd like to correct that.
My name is Claude, and I'm a dragon. Granted, I'm a purely imaginary dragon who, for the time being at least, lives in Colin's head.
Now, being an imaginary dragon is a lot different from being a real dragon. Real dragons, well, they can be a bit dangerous. I know, I've featured in several epic novels where the authors have made me do some quite terrible things. And the motion pictures...urgh..enough to scare the children I love so much.
Fortunately, I've been portrayed in a much better light in in several other books. A certain American-Irish author, who shall remain nameless, did a wonderful job in her books.
Now, however, I seem to have found a nice comfortable head to rest in for a while. Colin writes books, and yes, I have been critical of them, if you read further down. The thing is, I like his head. His dragons are noble creatures, like myself, and being inside his head as I am, I can see what's coming. I may be here for a while.His ideas are...interesting.
Yes, I've complained about his head swelling when people buy his books, but it doesn't really get too big. Colin knows he's only just started on his journey, so he has his moment, and then my fine china tea cups are safe for another day.
I suppose what I'm saying is that I will be around for a while, posting gibberish about things that may or may not interest you humans at all. I will, however, attempt to include subjects to entertain you.
I will warn you, my sense of humour is not for all, so please read the notice below.
It's been drawn to my attention that none of you know who I actually am. I'd like to correct that.
My name is Claude, and I'm a dragon. Granted, I'm a purely imaginary dragon who, for the time being at least, lives in Colin's head.
Now, being an imaginary dragon is a lot different from being a real dragon. Real dragons, well, they can be a bit dangerous. I know, I've featured in several epic novels where the authors have made me do some quite terrible things. And the motion pictures...urgh..enough to scare the children I love so much.
Fortunately, I've been portrayed in a much better light in in several other books. A certain American-Irish author, who shall remain nameless, did a wonderful job in her books.
Now, however, I seem to have found a nice comfortable head to rest in for a while. Colin writes books, and yes, I have been critical of them, if you read further down. The thing is, I like his head. His dragons are noble creatures, like myself, and being inside his head as I am, I can see what's coming. I may be here for a while.His ideas are...interesting.
Yes, I've complained about his head swelling when people buy his books, but it doesn't really get too big. Colin knows he's only just started on his journey, so he has his moment, and then my fine china tea cups are safe for another day.
I suppose what I'm saying is that I will be around for a while, posting gibberish about things that may or may not interest you humans at all. I will, however, attempt to include subjects to entertain you.
I will warn you, my sense of humour is not for all, so please read the notice below.
Sunday, 22 March 2015
Sadness
Tonight, Colin got some bad news.
He works in something called IT, in a factory, whatever that is. The thing is, being the dragon who lives in his head, I get to know and feel how much he enjoys the interaction between himself and the other squishies...sorry, humans.
It's like a big family, with him as a dysfunctional little brother, running around after them while they break those computer things.
One of his friends, however, decided earlier today that she didn't want to continue on this plane of existence, so she took her own life.
Colin is sad, inconsolable in fact. I feel for him.
So...To Gail Fitzpatrick, we loved and liked you. We will all miss you :(
He works in something called IT, in a factory, whatever that is. The thing is, being the dragon who lives in his head, I get to know and feel how much he enjoys the interaction between himself and the other squishies...sorry, humans.
It's like a big family, with him as a dysfunctional little brother, running around after them while they break those computer things.
One of his friends, however, decided earlier today that she didn't want to continue on this plane of existence, so she took her own life.
Colin is sad, inconsolable in fact. I feel for him.
So...To Gail Fitzpatrick, we loved and liked you. We will all miss you :(
Saturday, 21 March 2015
Oh, I do like this!
I must say, I don't often compliment Colin, but in this case he's done a very good job.
His new cover for Origins of the Never manages to capture my magnificence very well.
Nice work, Colin.
PS, it's still free on Amazon, whatever that is.
Nice work, Colin.
PS, it's still free on Amazon, whatever that is.
Thursday, 19 March 2015
How 'til speak Ulster
Greeting humans,
as you may know, I have been around for a long time. I have see the rise and fall of empires throughout the centuries, and I remember the dialects of them all. Latin, Pictish, even Elvish(yes, they were real too).
Which brings me to the subject in the title. Ulster is a land that straddles the top part of the Emerald Isle of Ireland, encompassing Donegal and the counties of Northern Ireland. Across this small area there is a huge variation in local speech, but it's only when I came to Belfast that I was truly stumped.
For months, I had no idea what people here were saying, until Colin very kindly suggested the translation program below.
All I can say is, thank goodness he didn't stick completely true to the local dialect, when writing his books. He'd do very well as a novelty book, but I doubt most of the English speaking world would understand a word.
If you don't believer me, listen to the link.
as you may know, I have been around for a long time. I have see the rise and fall of empires throughout the centuries, and I remember the dialects of them all. Latin, Pictish, even Elvish(yes, they were real too).
Which brings me to the subject in the title. Ulster is a land that straddles the top part of the Emerald Isle of Ireland, encompassing Donegal and the counties of Northern Ireland. Across this small area there is a huge variation in local speech, but it's only when I came to Belfast that I was truly stumped.
For months, I had no idea what people here were saying, until Colin very kindly suggested the translation program below.
All I can say is, thank goodness he didn't stick completely true to the local dialect, when writing his books. He'd do very well as a novelty book, but I doubt most of the English speaking world would understand a word.
If you don't believer me, listen to the link.
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