It’s been a while since I’ve been here. My only excuse is that I have been writing. It started out as a novel, but in the way of the universe, gravity drew it back from that cloud of gas and cooled it into a 10,000 word story. So much editor’s red ink has been spilled on this desk that the office looks like a crime scene.
There is also a full length novel on the slipway, so I have felt free to indulge my passion for shorts in “Escape To Love”. I have drawn upon my own South London life and experiences. It is a story of love, set in a landscape of urban deprivation and social disadvantage. A woman on the run from an abusive relationship with no one but her handicapped child as a companion, stumbles into a life changing moment. Decisions must be made and so often in her past she had been wrong. It is a story about trust and the blinding nature of lust and passion.
Now, I do like a bit of Do It Yourself. I’ve done my own cover. Even more demanding, I’m doing my own audio book. Usually, I chicken out and get Oscar to do them. In this case the “voice” of the story is so much that of the woman, that there is no way out. Well, I could have hired an actress, but all the ones I know personally were busy either singing in “Les Miserables” or collecting awards from The Queen.
Oooh, I must tell you about my Lez Miz experience. It’s a lovely lovely film. I went on Saturday and went into sob overdrive. The film is so long and emotional that I’m sure that my excess tears were diverted to my bladder. During the scenes of waifs singing in heavy wet wet tinkling splashy releasing rain near the end, believe me – I knew their pain. (Now, style purists, tell me that adjectives have no effect!) When I got home, the movie soundtrack haunted me and I dived onto You Tube. I found there a little gem which just kinda says something about genuine people and their hearts.You know, I loved the folks in this clip and if I had to have a picture of an audience, it would be them.
My Emma Thinx today is a lift from Escape To Love. It kinda sets the tone.
Emma Thinx: Love is hands up when no one has a gun.