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Last Updated: 11/17/2009

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Status: Married
Sign: Sagittarius

City: Wellington
Country: NZ
Signup Date: 9/26/2006

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009 

Category: Writing and Poetry
Due to being a little busier than usual I am remiss in my blogging (or even in my cutting and pasting of bloggery from my other blogs) please forgive this transgression.

Now -

Today -

Was a wonderful day.

Terrorbyte was released LATE last night. You can find it here. and also here. You can imagine how exciting it's been.

I was also interviewed here. But I will make a few comments now - none of the things mentioned as kiwisms are kiwi at all. They are in fact normal EVERYWHERE but America. That being said... I didn't change them -bangs was always there -cos I know how touchy the yanks are! Anyway- apart from that -I wouldn't have considered them as kiwism's I'd removed anyway!  :-)

So with that off my chest I'll move on with the rest of the blog.

Got myself an 'I've got another thriller out' present today - and downloaded Bon Jovi's new album, The circle... woo hoo new music to listen to as I write!! 

Of course I will have to buy the CD when it's available here - just so I have it for my collection. iTunes is great and all but I want the CD as well.

Right now I have chaos happening here. Children running riot.

And an awesome new book out...

Oh yeah I'm doing NaNoWriMo.

argh!!!!!

I wanna shoot something. 

Currently listening:
The Circle
By Bon Jovi
Release date: 2009-11-23
Wednesday, October 28, 2009 

Current mood:  high
Category: Writing and Poetry
Before I head off on holiday..

I've written a guest post over at Mike's blog.

If you've ever wondered why anyone would do NaNoWriMo, or ever thought about doing it yourself... then this could be the blog for you.

Nano like you've never seen it before.


And just in case the link dispapears as its want to do here in Myspaz...

cut and paste this into your browser:


Y'all take care,

I'll see ya when you get back.
Sunday, October 25, 2009 

Current mood:  aggravated
Category: Writing and Poetry

It shouldn't because people will bitch and moan about everything - that's the nature of the beast. 

BUT

I've been doing a lot of research over the last year or so into what it takes to take a band on a world tour. 

And then what it takes to take a major rock band on tour. Discounting the stages (of which there are often two and they are often custom built and VERY expensive - let's include the lighting here too, specialized rigs and the techs that go with them)  just the day to day logistics are a freaking mindboggling nightmare.

Praise be the tour manager who has to negotiate the daily intricacies. 

Also add in the pirating of DVD's and CD's - which take money's from bands - so money made on the tour can be the bulk of the money the band will get from their new CD. (ya gotta make it last.)

So what you have is a band willing to spend say 1-2 years (some go longer) on the road, away from family and friends... playing for fans who are delighted (and some desperately crazy) to see them.

They tour in countries that sound cool and exotic but don't get to see much of the country they're in. Most hotels are fairly similar. 

Everywhere they go everything has to be thought of. 
Culture, protocol, everything must be covered. Down to the price of cigarettes and whether or not you can smoke on the street or anywhere else- things must be known and factored in. The whole tour is managed completely to keep a lid on the costs. (There is no point touring if it's going to cost you more than you make - that's common sense.)

Things happen. people get sick and require medical care in foreign lands. Equipment breaks in transit or one of the trucks has an accident... it has to be covered- and replacements flown in or found locally. (Good luck getting replacement parts for special equipment) But this also includes guitar strings and drum sticks, etc. 

For a minute - imagine you are taking a group of 100 college students to Europe for the summer. Does that sound like fun? 
Hell not to me. Not passed the first week anyway.
You're in charge of funds, keeping everyone safe, providing everything everyone needs for as long as it takes, keeping tabs on everyone -you have to know where they are. What if someone gets arrested? Can you go on without them? 
It's your job to get the entire group to each venue at the times they need to be there - so you'll have sub-groups requiring different things - if something doesn't get done on time -everyone runs late. 
If you're on stage over the 'end' time in the contract there are HUGE monetary penalties. No one can afford to run late. (not even five minutes late)

Do you see how difficult this could be? 

Okay now factor in the recession. Worldwide. 

Everything has gone up.

Now explain to me why so many people are bitching and moaning about the cost of concert tickets?

Explain to me why people are carrying on like the world is ending because they can only afford to go to three or four concerts on one particular tour? (When last time they went to twenty...)

And then explain why they are blaming the band...

I can't for the life of me imagine why anyone would want to go to 20 or more concerts by the same band - we're talking almost consecutive days at times... and very good seats. (that's not small change and never was.)

Down here in NZ we're lucky to get any big gigs... almost no one tours the country. We get one gig, if we're lucky. Which will end up costing plane fare for most people who want to go and then hotel... and you'll probably be up in the Gods somewhere. 
The difference being... we're happy to be there at all.

lol

There's more to life than following a band across America or Europe - I'm sure it's fun but is it worth bitching and moaning about? 


Okay that's my two-cents worth. Maybe I will stay out of the chat room for a bit -it drives me nuts watching the craziness. 








Thursday, October 22, 2009 

Current mood:  adventurous
Category: Writing and Poetry

We made it to Thursday night -fabulous! It's not like we wouldn't but whether or not we'd all be intact was debatable. Seems like the last few weeks have been a tad rough.....


Monday I realized one of my two new characters was a total pain in the ass to work with. Not a good thing to discover at all.....

Don't get me wrong -I like him fine. It's just that he's so far out of my comfort zone that I flounder at times with his life style, hence it all becomes a bit of a pain in the ass. lol....


Mostly I can write without stretching too many cerebral muscles. (And then my editor coughs and splutters and says things like... "That phrasing is inelegant and not like you at all." And I hang my head in shame and break out the grown-up words. She really hates when Ellie wants to slap anyone upside the head. - but damn it, it strikes at the core of who Ellie is, to be thinking and maybe even doing such a thing. - I'm so glad my editor really does like me!! lol)....


Some stuff comes fairly easy to me - like Ellie for example. She's a dream character. She really is. I understand her reactions to everything. I can see her world like it's real, like I could reach out and pick up the Glock she just placed on her desk. (Rain - I see you giggling... hush now woman!)....


But this guy. 

Holy crapdoodle.....


There is so much to his life I just don't grasp at all. And I don't think it's going to matter how many rock concerts I go to. Let's face it, I've been to a lot of them over the years. Some BIG some not so big. Some stadium, some town hall, some nightclub... I used to go to everything once upon a teenage year! And since I've been to a few big names. (Been both half-drowned and frozen in the process, lol)....


Trying to figure out things that I can't know, like - what can you see from the stage in the midst of a concert? How much can you hear of what's going on out in front of you? Is it possible to recognize anyone from previous gigs- from the stage, anywhere within the first say ten rows? That's one of the most important questions I need to answer.....

How much security is there near the band while they're on stage? What are they looking for? How quickly do they react?....

.. ..

All very necessary to some really fun scenes. I can probably make it up (the joy of fiction) but - there are people out there who will jump up and down and spit tacks if us writers get something wrong. It's odd, especially for fiction but I just bet we all know one or two people like that. I'm blessed in knowing more than one or two and they'll be LOUD if I get it really wrong - for my own good! :-) It's all in the details.....

Me and Rowan have been down this road before - I think as a character he fuc'n rocks... even more so now I've tweaked him a smidge. He's got a harder edge and a darker side to him.....


Some parts of his lifestyle are now a lot easier - there are some things that happen because of who he is (later, folks) and they're easier to write, and the way Ellie reacts is a helluva lot of fun. Plus it's something I've researched a lot, so - easy peasy lemon squeezy.....


Not so the being on stage thing.....


We'll get there. :-)

Currently listening:
100,000,000 Bon Jovi Fans Can't Be Wrong
By Bon Jovi
Release date: 2004-11-16
Monday, October 19, 2009 

Current mood:  lonely
Category: Writing and Poetry
Possibly you've already seen the link to Bookland Heights but as I am over there this week, prepared to answer questions etc...
I'm posting it again.

Not feeling the love at all.

:-)



Monday, October 19, 2009 
Saturday, October 17, 2009 

Current mood:not bothered
Category: Writing and Poetry
Well not really, but I could've... depends what it is really, doesn't it?  So I may have.

It was Saturday all day today. I've had quite enough of it. 

Dex turned 7. Squealer had a minor meltdown and we had to leave the birthday party - as you'd expect really. There were kids there she didn't know. 
How dare Dex have friends! The cheek of the lad! 

She's been a bit hard to deal with for the last week and a half, so it wasn't unexpected. 

In fact - Squealer just came down and asked for something to help her sleep. Odd. 
I gave her Phenergan. Which she has sometimes to top up her daily antihistimine. 
Should settle her right down.

The last few VERY minor changes to terrorbyte were approved by me this morning and sent back to my editor. It's now off to the proof readers. Here's hoping they'll pick up any oddities. If there are any. Which I doubt.

The boy wonder has rehearsals today/tonight. It's 9:30, he's not home yet. Suspect he will be quite tired by the time he does get home.

No doubt the slab of Russian fudge sitting in the fridge will perk him up. Let's hope he doesn't see it until he's eaten his dinner! 
(Yes, I made Russian fudge tonight - I'm on a roll lately. Christmas cake the other day, shortbread yesterday - and now fudge! Whatever's next- I wonder.)

Breezy was a delight today -as she is most days. 

We were talking about the Lost Highway, in the car this morning. Lorenza came up in conversation and according to Breezy she plays the Violet. 
Gotta love it. 
I betcha Lorenza thought it was a violin that she played! lol
And for the first time - Breezy called Chris's guitar, a guitar, and not a Targ. 
Guess she's growing up.

(Kinda like the violet thing... hope that lasts a while!)

That's about it from me tonight.

Having a migraine for three days this week has left me rather tired and not bothered! 

This a piece about me that I found yesterday (in case you haven't seen it yet) 



Have a good weekend!




Thursday, October 15, 2009 

Current mood:  sick
Category: Writing and Poetry
Ah the joy of creation.

The other night I decided while at the stupid market that I would make a Christmas cake this year. 

Never made one before.

How hard can it be, right?

So - I bought the fruit.

I soaked it over night in booze and apple juice.

The next day - (yesterday) with a full blown migraine - I beat the butter and sugar, sifted flour, pulled together the HUGE amount of cake batter, and hoped like hell it would fit in my biggest cake tin.

It did.

Just.

Thank god Christmas cake doesn't rise.

According to the recipe it was going to take 4 hours to cook. Luckily I know my oven is a little quick at times.

2 and a half hours later - the cake was done.

It's now cold and about to be wrapped in foil. It can sit in the pantry until I feel the urge to roll out Almond Paste and white icing in early Dec.




I'm quietly impressed with myself. That's one fine looking Christmas cake. God it smells good.

Now why is it that they always seemed so hard to make? Cos it really wasn't at all.

Back to my migraine. I'm not enjoying it, but it just won't piss off. 



Tuesday, October 13, 2009 

Category: Writing and Poetry
Take Cat viral Part Two.

I just want to let you all know that I appreciate the tweeting, Facebooking, MySpacing, etc etc... awesome! And seeing the hit counter pass 300, on the killerbyte book trailer - wonderful!!....
Karen and I have uncovered a bizarre phenomenon during this exercise. People are tweeting (etc) up a storm, the links to the videos are flying around the world... the strange thing is. The numbers don't match the hits on the actual videos. Looks like hundreds of people of getting behind this but have forgotten that it won't work unless everyone watches (or at least clicks on) the video links.....
Seems the main step is missing. :-)....
Isn't that interesting?....
....
Now on with this morning's blog.....
....
Which really is a bit of fun.......
....
Excerpts from opening chapters: (for the full excerpt see -Red Room)....

1.....
"Are you home?"....
I detected an angry tone and stifled the urge to reply in kind. Instead, I returned to the kitchen. The silhouette appeared to be talking into something.....
"Yes, I am home."....
"Then open the goddamn door." Yep, I was getting tone, not something I appreciated at this time of night. I recognized the voice but still had no idea how he came by keys to my home.....
"Why are you out here?"....
"Ellie, open the fucking door."....
"How about ‘no'? How about you fuck off and never come back?" My mind groaned: way to be a grown-up, Ellie! My heart rate was climbing and my trigger finger itchy. He was the last person on earth I would ever give a key. He was pond scum.....

2.....
I pulled the hair tie from my ponytail, then scraped my hair back off my face, and retied it higher and tighter. I felt a prickling sensation in the pit of my stomach. Adrenaline surged.....
"Ready to rock?"....
"Right with you, Ellie."....
I stepped into the deep shade of the brick buildings that surrounded the alley, took a breath of cool air and decided it might be a pleasant place to spend an hour. Then a blast of strong urine odor hit the back of my throat and I changed my mind.....
Lee flipped out his notebook and scanned a few pages. "The girl, Rose Van den Berg, said she looked back and saw a blue door with chipped peeling paint."....

3.....
"What are you doing?" he asked.....
"Wondering how long it will be before you show me how big and scary you are," I replied beckoning to him. "Come on dickhead, God knows I could use the laugh."....
He closed the distance between us in two strides.....
The blade pressed against my throat.....
"You're smart mouthed for someone who is my prisoner," he growled.....
"Don't hold back. Smack me about. Slit my throat." I lowered my voice. "But make it fuc'n good because you do not want me coming after you, ever," I said, pushing his hand away.

4.....
It was my first Wednesday morning in my new office. We'd opened the doors bright and early on Monday to Conway PI. Since then the phone hadn't exactly rung off the hook, but it had rung.....
The whole Conway PI thing was causing me some amusement. It was all too Magnum PI for me to leave alone. I threatened to change Sam's name to TC and Lee's to Rick. Neither was impressed and said this time they would mutiny. Of course, if they're not actually working with me, they can't. I leaned back in my chair and amused myself with thoughts of TC and Rick trying to mutiny. I'd already decided Higgins job would be to get them back in line.....
As if on cue my father's graying hair came into view first, as he poked his head around the edge of the glossy oak door.

5.....
"Bird poop."....
"Pardon?"....
Lee sighed his shoulders slumped as if it was hard work. "The rangers found bird shit on the body."....
"We're in the woods." I failed to see any relevance to bird poop. From what I could tell by the state of the roof of my car there were many birds in the woods. Many pooping squawking dive bombing car dirtying birds.....
He nodded. "They also noted hair pulled from the back of the scalp."....
"Okay, so a bird shit on the woman and pulled out some hair... you might want to put a BOLO out." I knew there was smirk lurking on my lips but was powerless to control it. There it was, the image of Lee asking law enforcement in the area to Be on the Look Out for a bird. "Do they know what sort of bird? Catbird? Sparrow? Cocka-fucn-too?"....
"I hate delivering messages," Lee grumbled.....
"Is the bird a witness or an accomplice? Are we looking at a bird for murder?"....

Wasn't that fun?....
....
Now here's the titles that belong to the excerpts:....
1. Killerbyte....
2. Terrorbyte....
3. Exacabyte....
4. Satellite....
5. Ethernet....
....
And I now have to run - or we'll be late from school. Seems I have WAY WAY too many versions of my work. When I get back from school I shall do something I should've done AGES ago.....
Kill everything except the current files and the actual original file.....
....
Here's a little something to amuse. Killerbyte started life as a third person novel and Aidan (Ellie's brother) was the original killer.
Sunday, October 04, 2009 

Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Writing and Poetry
Yes it may appear that I am shouting at you... and I bloody well will be if you don't get thee ass over to Blazing Trailers to read my latest interview.

There has been a lull in interviews of late - but this one is leading the charge for October.

There two more scheduled this month then it'll be the joyful interviews coinciding with the release of terrorbyte.

Happy reading!!

Now maybe I can have that shower...
 after all it's only 11:25 am.