Here We Are is effectively done. All I need to do is get my writing portfolio online (which should be done this week) and get some photos up (which will be done… er… later) and we’re done. Thanks to SupSuper, my Web Gorilla, for making the site work based on my crude design and layout ideas. You should all head over to his blog (and his Twitter page) and moan at him until he starts blogging regularly again. Or not. It’s up to you, really.

I’m really excited about this site – it’s a brand new way for me to talk about what I’m up to. Which means, if I want to be blogging regularly, I need to be actively doing things. If that isn’t an incentive to get my arse into gear I don’t know what is.

I’ve spent a lot of time over the past two weeks writing outlines and pilots for two sitcoms, which I intend to pitch later in the year. Before the end of March I hope to have an additional six ideas down, and possibly a seventh – that being another attempt to get Jump Leads onto television. I’m going to try pitching Jump Leads as an animated series, I think. If nothing else, pitching science fiction is already incredibly difficult, but I’m sort-of married to JjAR’s brilliant character and set design for the comic. I’d love to see it realised on the tellybox.

I’ve spent a fair bit of time talking to people about my idea for a comedy that almost, but not quite, parodies “Vampire with a Heart Of Gold” media such as Twilight, Interview with the Vampire, Angel, Moonlight etc., and everybody agrees I have a fantastic premise but a wobbly story. So I think I shall be scrapping the story and trying to build something new from the ground up. I fear that may take a while, though. I might find myself drawing charts and boxes and things in the near future. I see a late night expedition to a coffee shop, my sleepy frame drooping wearily over a notepad and a laptop, desperating trying to claw a half-decent story out of this idea. If I can’t find one, I might do well to just drop the idea entirely, or give it to another writer who might be able to do it justice. Pity really, as I really like the character I’ve come up with. His name is Jobe. He’s a bastard. Probably the biggest bastard I’ve ever written. Shame.

Right, I’m going to go away and do something unproductive. I wonder if I can top my Rock Band high score on the bass-line for Muse’ “Hysteria”…