...which is really weird 'cos I havent thought about him in absolutly ages. I wasn't thinking about Dan now... I was thinking about Dan when we were kids. I met him when I was about 14 and I suppose he really was the first companion I had who's real drive in life was to lead me astray...
Anyway, it took me back, and made me think about "The Colour of Magic" (a story I wrote that got placed in the Leicester Libraries competition) because Doogie Buchanon in that peice really is (slightly) based on Dan. Defo not in appearence or in mannerism or speach, but there is a bit of Dan in there. And then that got me thinkning about characters and how the my work.
Well Dan and I moved into a squat together when I was probally about 16. There were 6 of us in total and we really were "the people to know" back in 1997! hehe! so long ago now! and it really got me thinking about the people i lived with, what they are doing now and how it would make a great basis for a peice of writing... weirdly enough we always said that one of us should write about our times in the squat - even when we were living there! Its a fantastic bit to scribble down because truth is ALWAYS stranger than fiction!
the characters: well, there was me, Dan, Kez (the youngest out of us all - she was a runaway from York), Phil (very strange boy - kept getting meningitus and liked throwing kinives at...) Helen (stunty punk smellen! she turned up on my doorstep last year and stayed over the night - not before going to the toilet on my landing might I add!) and Mike (who was lovely but really very strange and tried to communicate with his eyes for a week). I think I really need to get to the key of these people - treat them as characters and mix in a lot of fiction. When I've done that I've got a killer story! I just know it!!!!
PS: this is not Dan. Its my mate Steve who is a bit like him.