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Larp and Writing

Over the years I’ve fallen in and out of love with larp. Like most niche hobbies it contains some super peeps and some awful ones, the problem with a niche hobby is that you are likely to encounter the less fun types at some point.

However, for people watchers, which I ‘spose most writers are to a degree, larp is brilliant. I’m not being cynical here, I don’t go to study people; I play. I get immersed, I get into it just as much (sometimes more) than the next person. Larp is the closest you’ll come as a genre writer to experiencing what some of your characters do. Do you know what it’s like trying to evade zombies in a locked building? I do. Do you know what it’s like wearing plate armour for 12 hours a day in all weather from snow to burning sun? Again, I have found this out, all while playing a game, which is great.

Now I’ve also done more than my fair share or re-enactment and you get a strong flavour of the physical side of things even on a ‘mock’ battlefield. The weapons may be blunt, but steel is steel and gunpowder still burns (Lemme tell you, nothing smoulders like a burning wool jacket ;) I actually really know what it’s like to be stabbed, shot at, and charged by cavalry. But there’s not much in the way of in-depth role-playing to be had from most re-enactments events.

Larp is where you get to, not only put on another person’s clothes, but another personality. What larp offers is a safe place to explore a different headspace. Live role-playing can be much closer to a real experience than acting in a play. (I also used to be an actor; I have a vague idea what I’m talking about) There’s no script, you’re in the moment.  How you and those around you react can be truly enlightening and quite often surprising.  I know there are several genre writers who larp, it’s not only useful; it’s also a heck of a lot of fun. So go on, give it a try. Put on someone else’s skin for a weekend…but not literally you understand.

First Review for The Red Knight and stuff.

I want an interrobang on my keyboard, not least because it sums up my default setting almost perfectly. We’re all born dazed and confused by our surroundings, some of us maintain that state throughout our lives *waves*. Anywho.

 

Went to London to talk word turkey yesterday. The village by the muddy estuary set out to prove my grumpiness unfounded as even the Apple i temple/store couldn’t annoy me. Had a nice-ish Thai meal, talked book stuff then went for a very quick ‘arf in an O’Neills down by Liberty. (We lamented that we lacked time to catch up with Londonites at this point as we could have settled in for a reet good sesh). The pub and surroundings felt very Secret World;)it wasn’t thronged, the ale was pleasantly cool, the streets not too busy, the air balmy. T’was grand.

The train back was packed up until B’ham Intl. Airport, where the Brazillians and their, alas, screaming baby, got off. Tired bunnies staggered into bed at 3-ish:(

 

Good news is that a temple of geeky-nerdiness in London is prolly gonna be stocking mi book (hurray!) and I got mi first (possibly last!:) review for The Red Knight. It made me smile. He grokked my book. It’s here anyways, http://www.theeloquentpage.co.uk/

 

I’ve got a shed load of real work to do:( *And* kit to sort for this weekend when I’m off to Death Unto Darkness. I am rather stoked about this as I have heard gud about the game, and of course, one gets to hang out with lovely peeps.

Anarchy in the UK

Riots. I have nothing constructive to add to the debate, but it makes me sad. That is all.

In other news, I’m going to a Larp event this weekend. Odysseyis a mythic game of heroes, set after Alexander failed to beat the gods to snot (apparently). I’m very much looking forward to the smell of the crowd and the roar of the grease paint, although my keen has been somewhat blunted by work, and nationwide whirlwinds being reaped.

I’m still nailing down the metaphysics of the world of The Red Knight.

“Shouldn’t you have done that already Karen?” I hear you axe.

Well, yes. I have already done it, or at least, sorted everything I needed to get from A to z in the first story. But I have to beabsolutely sure the internal logic works, before I begin, the First Draft of the Second Novel.

To facilitate the writinating, I’m having a huge Discardia and trying to get the house/kids/animals ‘fettled’. I turn into a liddle bit of a monomaniac when I’m writin’, and do not like to be disturbed with constant little issues, like eating and washing and talking  to people. Of course, I have a family and a job aside of bleeding all over the keyboard, so interruptions are unavoidable and inevitable, and actually, quite welcome. I do rather like my family and furry chums after all. Before I crack on with the ink slinging, I have to try and get everything running as smoothly as it can. Therefore, new school uniforms have been bought, freezer filled with nutritious, delicious foodstuffs, quality family time maxed, garden and house prettified and sparkly, family holiday booked and work caught up with. Only when all that is squared away as much as is possible, can I comfortably retreat into the world in my head. Although, I have to say, it’s always there, lurking in the background…

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