Friday, February 01, 2002
The Eliza Effect begins now!
Check out the chapter listing, then read this segment.
The sub chapters are going to be posted here first, in whole or in part, then added to the relevant chapter a few days later. New sub chapters as and when they arrive.
Also, I'm cheating on the pic of the day. Here's the one for the 31st. And for most of February, pod will be the layouts to Bulletproof Poets, starting here.
On with the show-
Scenic_Route:
The lights had stopped Owen by the Park gate. If they hadn’t, he would have come to a stop for some other reason.
The scenic route beckoned, through the trees and over the obstacles the council had so kindly put there for him.
He was still staring into the park when the lights changed. Time to go. A quick check revealed no pedestrians. He pulled the bike round and pointed it to the left of the gate. A careful approach, haul the front wheel up, dab the brake to lift the back wheel and then a flowing move to throw the bike forward. And he was balanced on the low wall, accelerating toward the drop off at the other end. He styled it, flicking the bars through nearly forty-five degrees while the bike was in the air. A moment’s consideration after landing, then he was accelerating again toward the nearest set of steps.
Landing smoothly from the steps, he dabbed the rear brake, locking the wheel just for a moment. He pointed the bike between the nearest two trees and sprinted, catching a little air off the ridge beyond them. Then down into the little bowl behind the flowerbed, leaning as far as possible into the corner. The course, laid out by some local teenagers, wound in and out of the trees, crossing the path four times. He was aiming for a personal best today.
Kate was waiting for Owen. She always waited for him, finding a way to hang around near the door for as long as necessary. Today she was photocopying Terms and Conditions documents for all the offices The Company had just acquired.
A little later than usual, he arrived, freshly showered and a little flushed from exercise. “You’re late.” She told him.
He flashed the smile that made her stomach cramp up. “Yeah, well, traffic was hell.”
posted by Ian Pattinson at 12:09 AM link
Wednesday, January 30, 2002
Ooops. I got so caught up in working out teh chapter structure for The Eliza Effect that I forgot to post yesterday's picture. And whilst I'm about it, here's today's.
posted by Ian Pattinson at 7:10 PM link
Monday, January 28, 2002
The good news is- I don't have to stay over in Leicester, and I'm not working there tomorrow.
The bad news is- now I'll have to go back again next week. And the project is an extra week behind schedule.
I'm sure Leicester is a nice place once you get to know it, and I do like a little bit of post- industrial decay, but it's just a bit too run down.
Anyway- today's pic.
posted by Ian Pattinson at 11:58 PM link
Sunday, January 27, 2002
Yesterday's pic, and today's.
I now have a bed! No more sleeping on the floor. And I have a futon in the living room, so I can sit properly when I'm on the PS2. It's beginning to resemble a real house in here, now I've just got to find storage space for everything.
It's not all good news though, tomorrow I'm off to Leicester for two days.
posted by Ian Pattinson at 5:52 PM link
