![]() You know those Bic four-colour pens? A blue and white pen with four clicky buttons to choose black, blue, green, or red ink? They’re still around, and Bic is still selling millions. Back in the day, they were a minor status symbol in school. Either you were one of the cool kids with a Bic 4 Colour, or you were a lug. Unable to attend parties and other social occasions because you were too busy hauling four separate pens around. I want one. I still want one. I hadn’t thought about them in years before internet research dangled one under my nose, and I’m only slightly exaggerating when I say I can’t think about anything else. You remember them, right? That strange click when the chosen colour clicked into place. Do you remember that the top of the pen was a ball? They added that for dialling rotary telephones, and it’s the only bit of the pen that’s changed in all these years. They replaced the ball with a hole for a lanyard. Here’s something you already know: Those pens would never win style awards. But when you’ve got a Bic 4 colour, people are aware. Those pens have character. What writers call “voice.” For me, that’s the most important part of a story. If I don’t like the “voice” – the way the writer writes – then I can’t read the book. And if I love the book, I don’t care what it’s about. I just want to hear the story. And I like to think my writing has a pretty unique voice. You might not like my books.* You might say they’re badly written.** But you won’t mix them up with anybody else’s books. Even though mix-ups are a huge part of the reason Professor de Glube and Mrs Sniffacre find it so difficult to get together in The Squared Circle, available here now! Chat soon, Morgan P.S. More Morgan? Get 2 of my books free here: morgandelaney.info/newsletter *Help me out. Buy them anyway. **They’re not. Even the mistakes are deliberate, probably. |
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Names are damn important. Consider the hyrax. Wikipedia describes the hyrax as a “well-furred, rotund animal.” Now look at the pictures! What Wikipedia is trying to say is that these are cute, fluffy, squeezable cuddle-chums! There’s just one problem. Not that they are genetically closer to elephants than to other rodents. Who cares? If anything, that makes them cuter (watch the video of them chewing on Wikipedia if you’re not smitten yet). It’s their poor marketing. Come on. Hyraxes. They...
Are you sporty? On a scale of one to 1-100, I’m 0. I know balls and things, but want no part of them. I mean, I’ve played on the company soccer team, and I do stretching and stuff to keep my spine from curling right over my keyboard. But watching sports? Get off, that’s my leg you’re pulling. Have you heard of “music anhedonia”? That’s when people don’t enjoy any music. Well, I suppose I have sport anhedonia. I’d pay to watch a UFC match between Elon Musk and, er, whoever is currently really...
I took a huge risk at the cinema this week. I went twice. Backrooms and Obsession. Backrooms received good reviews, but Obsession got better reviews. So we went to Backrooms first. Saving the best for last, a trick I picked up from Jesus in the Bible.* But Backrooms was fantastic. So I was terrified! That Obsession would disappoint me. I’m fussy about what I like. Ask Nadine if you don’t believe me. So two good films in a row seemed like asking a lot. But I loved it, too! Even the young ‘uns...