UK Urban Fiction - HardPressed Publishing

Yeah, yeah, yeah . . .

So I've got a few issues with one or two hardcore techniquists - sue me.

Anyway, so I'm talking to my anger management therapist consultant and she asks me why I'm always abusing them. It turns out that I don't hate them, I just pity them because of their lack of scope.

At this point I'd like to introduce a chap called Dick Fosbury. You see for 2500 years the Olympic Games have been going on and everybody knew the best ways to high-jump, Straddle, Western Roll etc.

There are no other methods.

Around about the time Dwight Swain was lining his pockets by writing a book on writing, Dick was looking up at a high-jump thinking . . . There's got to be a better way to get over that bar. After giving some thought Dick Fosbury decided it would be better if he ran up to the bar, turned around and jumped it backwards.

Now everybody uses the Fosbury Flop.

My point is . . .

I write something in a story, maybe I get a character to do an infodump, followed a double head-hop into a telling back-story.

I ask a reader what they think and they say . . ."Wow, that was really exciting - I was gripped."

One them damn hardcore techniquists comes along as says "Do you know that's an infodump, followed a double head-hop into a telling back-story?"

And I say. "Hell yes, I should know - I wrote the fucking thing."

And they say . . . "Well those things are naughty, you're not allowed to do them. SO YOUR BOOK IS RUBBISH!