Letters From An Old Etonian: Letter Two

Sunday, November 25, 2012

I have to admit that I was rather reluctant to post these here at first, as my instructor Herman Bagstock could have probably sued me for libel if he found these. However, he's very fortunately dead, so this can go on the internet and I don't have to worry about a thing.

This is the second of a series of stories I wrote when I was a schoolboy at Eton. They've been dubbed 'the Dirty Schoolboy Papers' because they're extremely inappropriate because when you're around that age you think that sort of thing is hilarious.

All names, including the surnames of my friends, have been changed because when I wrote this I didn't want to get in trouble.


Letters From An Old Etonian: Letter One

Saturday, November 24, 2012

I have to admit that I was rather reluctant to post these here at first, as my instructor Herman Bagstock could have probably sued me for libel if he found these. However, he's very fortunately dead, so this can go on the internet and I don't have to worry about a thing.

This is the first of a series of stories I wrote when I was a schoolboy at Eton. They've been dubbed 'the Dirty Schoolboy Papers' because they're extremely inappropriate because when you're around that age you think that sort of thing is hilarious.

All names, including the surnames of my friends, have been changed because when I wrote this I didn't want to get in trouble.


Christmas is coming...are you ready?

Friday, November 23, 2012

As the holidays kick into gear, I kick into gear too. There's Victorian imagery everywhere around Christmas - the Victorians loved Christmas as much as modern-day Christians do, and they helped transform it into what it is today. This, naturally, makes me write like a crazed person.

I also tend to draw the cast more, which is nice because drawing them makes me write about them, too. Here's an updated Huddleston Players image because I can.



I'll write an inevitable Victorian Christmas post down the road - sometime this month, for sure - but for now, let's remember that the Victorians at least understood the holidays were about spending time with friends and family and not rushing out at midnight to buy things and trample people as soon as Thanksgiving's over.

(Besides, you all should've been watching Punkin Chunkin instead.)

I've been bitten by the Downton Abbey bug...

Sunday, September 30, 2012

So I'm finally getting around to watching all of Downton Abbey, and my parents have joined in with me on this venture. We finished Series 1 today and are planning on starting Series 2 as soon as Dad returns from a business trip. It's quite a good show, actually, and what I'm most fond of is that it's historically accurate. It's always nice to find a series that actually gets things right for a change - I'm not sitting around complaining the entire time.

I also may or may not have a bit of a crush on Branson because I like people who drive things. Ignore me.

Can you blame me, though? No, you can't, you silly person.

Anyhow, this whole thing got me thinking about costume dramas/historical TV shows, and I'm wondering why Downton is succeeding in the United States where other series have failed. Almost everybody watches Downton Abbey here. I'm not sure what's working for it that other series don't have, but the plot is extremely gripping and the characters are so lovable. I have this sinking feeling that the belief that history is boring had a lot to do with the lack of historical dramas in the United States in the past, although I'm starting to notice that they're picking up here (Boardwalk Empire, the three-part Hatfields and McCoys TV film series, etc.). It's really quite refreshing to see something I care about so much becoming something other people enjoy, as well.

Also, a special thank you to Downton Abbey for reminding the world that World War I did happen. People tend to forget about it because it was overshadowed by World War II. I enjoy reading about WWI, especially since an ancestor of mine fought in it, so having an entire series of the show focused on WWI ROCKS. Thanks, Julian Fellowes!

I really should get back to writing Londinium now, but I just wanted to be excited for a moment over a show that both gets history right and draws in millions upon millions of people each week. The world is a better place for it.

So the Georgians had laughing gas parties...

Thursday, July 12, 2012

I watch game shows quite often, generally because the completely random things they ask the contestants from time to time give me ideas for things to look into. Today I happened to hear a question regarding the early use of nitrous oxide, so I looked into it...and found this.

Namely, in the 1790s, aristocrats started using nitrous oxide recreationally at parties. They referred to these as 'laughing gas parties' and basically all gathered in rooms and breathed in the gas until they reached a euphoric state. It sounds an awful lot like getting high with your friends, only with less harmful drugs and more gases that work as anesthetics. I can't speak from experience on either front since the only drugs I've ever taken at the dentist are modern anesthesia and Novocain and the only recreational drug I've ever used doesn't really count since it's the caffeine in my soda (although I am trying to curb my addiction, which is a story for another time), but I think it's a fitting analogy.

I did a little research on these 'laughing gas parties' because it sounded like something Nigel would stumble onto in his research and have to experiment with because he's Nigel, and here's what I found:

By the 1860s, nitrous oxide was being used as anesthesia for dentistry, but until then it was relatively uncommon and hard to come by, so these parties were generally reserved for the wealthier set. That being said, Nigel has access to both scientific research and money, so he'd be able to grab some for himself easily to see if it both kills pain and makes people euphoric and giddy. Which means he needs test subjects. Which means the domestic staff should run very, very far away because he tends to experiment on them.

And then there's his deadpanning big brother - Basil's involvement in this could be pretty darn interesting. I'll be filing this one away to see what I can do with it at a later time...

Using The Right Terms For Victorian Photography

Monday, April 23, 2012

This is easily the most random post I've ever written, but after messing around with the 'time machine' filters on Paint Shop Pro too much tonight I realized how much I hate when people just apply the terms 'daguerreotype' or 'tintype' to EVERY SINGLE PHOTO they see from the 19th century. There were a bunch of different photography techniques in use throughout the century, and many, if not most, of them overlapped. Let's talk about those now just so I can get this off my chest and fall asleep soundly.

To demonstrate the use of some of the more common ones, I took a drawing of Dustin, did some strange things with it in Paint Shop Pro, and then applied the time machine filters that were applicable to it.

Trashed Londinium Ideas: The Post

Monday, April 16, 2012

I don't quite know what inspired this post, but there have been quite a few trashed Londinium ideas over the years, and I can share them now since they won't appear in the books at all. I started this book as a sophomore in high school, when I was young and stupid. I'm older and slightly less stupid now, so my ideas are significantly better than they were seven years ago.

Seriously, Londinium is going to turn eight years old in December. That's kind of scary to think about.

Anyhow, I'm going to go through trashed ideas year by year, starting in December of 2004 when this project was first conceived. There are a lot of terrible ideas in my little green ledger. It's very pitiful.

2004

  • Charlie was raised in an orphanage/workhouse, not the brothel his mother worked at. This was deemed too similar to Oliver Twist and was therefore dropped.
  • Basil is originally listed in my notes as being the "intern to a banker." Yeah. About that...
  • Dustin only cleaned chimneys - no mention of his musical talents. He also often longingly looked at a rich "lady in the window," with whose world he was fascinated and knew he'd never reach.
  • Annabell Simmons and Basil originally stopped dating due to another man. This changed within one day.
  • 'Guvmate,' the one thing retained from the earlier notes, dates back to 12/15/04, but it's been rewritten what feels like upwards of ten times. 
  • Monty Houghton first appears in my notes on 12/20/04 as a much more violent, angry person than he is now.
  • Dustin's original height was 5'8". He's now 5'2".
  • Sullivan, the man Dustin was apprenticed to when he was learning how to clean chimneys, was a jerkface, for lack of a better word. The only surviving image of him that is even slightly presentable is from my old deviantART account:

2005
  • There are legitimate notes regarding something called "Londinium the Musical." There are even some song attempts in existence. I should probably light those on fire.
  • Robert Sheldon was actually diligent at work. Now he's a clock-watcher.
  • First mention of a poet on 1/10/05. Back then, the idea was supposed to be meaningful. This evolved into Kynaston Jordan, whose poetry was so bad that Basil and his friends used to do competitive readings of it at Eton. I like this better than the idea being meaningful.
  • Ironically, Sir Norwood Linsay and Gib Merton both appear in January 2005 and are essentially the same people, although their backstories are deeper now.
  • Monty was a sadist. He also spoke French, German and Russian and enjoyed saying "Au contraire, klavier!" which roughly translates to "On the contrary, piano!" 
  • Crispin Arlie existed. He was a crossing-sweeper that Gib semi-adopted. Once Gib's two little sisters entered the picture, Arlie was dropped.
  • Rescuing orphans - Dustin would save children impressed into being climbing boys and girls. He, Gib and Charlie also plucked an abandoned little girl named after an Enya song (Isobella) from the street and delivered her to an orphanage where Dustin brought all of his rescued children. At one point in the first draft, out of spite and anger Sullivan burned this orphanage down and the children and caretakers all ended up in Basil's parlor.
  • Kynaston Jordan was originally a traveling actor who wrote bad poetry.
  • Dustin ended up becoming a stage actor and went into performing Gilbert and Sullivan operas as he got older. Yeah, nope. He's better with the piano than his own voice now.
  • As late as 4/14/05, Basil was described as being "not very imaginative" and "a bit boring." Not exactly how you want to describe your lead character, that.
  • Rebecca Hillman. Basil was going to try courting her in the second book, but she never developed as a character.
Amazingly, there were no bad ideas in 2006, partially because other projects were taking up most of my time and my few notes from 2006 are research-based. The Cheese Beggar emerges as a character, as does Emily, Basil's former fiancee.

2007
  • Basil and Dustin are finally themselves, at least. It's the little things like proper characterization that make going through all my bad ideas so worth it.
  • Except that Dustin was still 5'7.5". He had some shrinking to do.
  • Basil's family was originally low on money because a cousin of his had gambled it all away, which forced him into working in the bank. This was only recently changed because I had a more realistic and generally better idea.
  • Jasper Leggett, Philander Midgeley, Gifford Hoadley and Royden Stagg. Look at their names. Take their initials (JL, PM, GH, RS) and it makes it easier. They were an opera quartet of young men who toured Europe and America performing arias and the like, with young women swooning at their feet as if they were Franz Liszt. ...yeah, they were meant to be a Beatles parody. How did you ever figure that one out, I wonder?
   
Look at how darn clever I thought I was.
 Fortunately, since 2007 I've been in a massive rewriting process, and these bad ideas have generally been either changed into good ideas or removed from the plot entirely. This just goes to show you that writing is a process - your first draft won't necessarily be your final one, and your characters will grow and change as you write them and get to know them better. That being said, don't let this deter you from writing altogether, because sticking with it is how you actually get to that great story you're trying to tell. You'll have to sift through a lot of bad ideas before you hit upon the good ones, but in the end it's worth it.

To me, Londinium is definitely worth it, even with all of this horrible crap here. I'm glad I've stuck with these characters over the years and worked with them to tell their stories. I can guarantee you that if you stick with your cast and work together with them, you'll tell great stories, too.