Context-free Friday: wish grantin’ fishes

M. J. Magee - Friday, the 8th of July, 2016
'I'm not a fisherman no more,' he grinned. 'Packing it all in, I am. I'm going to retire.'

Cuthbert had never seen anyone with so few teeth look quite so blissful.

'I can live it up large now with the money I'm going to get selling my body.'

'Ermm...'

'Found it in the lake, I did. At first I thought it was one of them wish grantin' fishes, that's secretly princes in disguise. That's the dream, that is. Only reason I got into this stinking business in the first place.'
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Context-free Friday: as huge as a huge beast

M. J. Magee - Friday, the 1st of July, 2016
Cuthbert Tattersall barely managed to stuff down a scream. His hands desperately crammed into his mouth, he stared in horror at the beast in front of him.

It was huge - as huge as… a beast. A huge beast!

And it was ugly, as ugly as it was huge.

And hairy, too. Huger, uglier, and hairier than any nightmare Cuthbert could have envisioned.

In fact, if Cuthbert’s worst nightmare had had a baby with the nightmare of someone far more imaginative, and then covered it in glue inside a wig shop…

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Context-free Friday: the treasure of the giants

M. J. Magee - Friday, the 24th of June, 2016

I spent a little time this week, while I was waiting for code to compile and interviews to be organised and sobs to stop heaving chests, to organise my massive all-of-the-Cuthbert-documents-ever folder; it’s a messy, haphazard collection that’s built up over the years – ideas that have struck me at three am, jokes I wanted to write down before I forgot them, scenes I’ve composed on long train journeys, slowly getting whole carriages to myself as I cackled and snorted and shrieked at my own illegible scrawls like a madwoman… The usual sort of thing.…

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Get ready for Tool Time (ugh, ugh, ugh…)

M. J. Magee - Tuesday, the 29th of March, 2016

Last night, as I subjugated my long-suffering partner Sam to yet another long, sufferable lecture about building Cuthbert – just covering the usual points, what a ridiculously big game it is, how I don’t think I’m doing it well enough, how I don’t know how I can do it better, why it’s important that he tells me it’s all going to be okay every four minutes, that kind of thing – he made a truly fantastic point.…

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Refactoring the refactoring

M. J. Magee - Friday, the 4th of March, 2016

Now that we’ve – more or less – moved into our new flat (complete with floors! And electricity!), I’m managing to scrounge some time back from frantically organising a house move to… well, it’s more frantic organising, really, but less of my furniture is being scratched this time.…

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And then it exploded…

M. J. Magee - Friday, the 22nd of January, 2016

I promised myself when I started this blog that I’d never spend a week not working on Cuthbert then post excuses about it. But I think I’m going to let myself break that promise just now.

This is my flat.

We’ve had some problems with it for the past sixteen months or so which have just gotten steadily worse and worse – damp in the walls, the wood floors rising.…

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