battle of the blurbs

OK, so I’ve written a couple of novels that haven’t been published. Yet. One of em I’m still working on a wee bit. Almost finished. One is The Crow Road meets Six Feet Under, the other is Sideways meets Deliverance. In my head, anyway. Here are the blurbs below. If you had to read one, and only one, at gunpoint, which would it be?

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SMOKEHEADS

Four friends, one weekend, one island, millions of gallons of whisky. What could possibly go wrong?

Driven by amateur whisky nut Adam, four late-thirties ex-uni mates are heading to Islay, the remote Scottish island world famous for its single malts. The four guys have gone their separate ways since uni, but their love of whisky and shared outsider status have just about held their friendship together.

On the weekend, fund manager Roddy wants to show off, take coke and get laid, musician Luke wants to chill out and find some ‘peatreek’ or Scottish moonshine, Ethan just wants to get back to the security of his wife, suburban home and computing job, while Adam has a secret mission.

The trip is supposed to be research for a whisky book he’s writing, but Adam is really here to persuade his friends to invest in a business opportunity too good to miss, one that would finally transform him from perennial loser to man of substance.

Over a weekend soaked in the finest cask strength spirit, they meet young divorcee Molly who Adam has a soft spot for and vice versa, her little sister Ash who has all sorts of problems and Molly’s ex-husband Joe, a violent control freak who also happens to be the police on the island.

When the smokeheads and Molly crash their car in the wilderness, things look bad. Fighting for their lives and struggling for survival, the friends unearth a hidden, lawless world of illegal stills, chaotic lives, extreme landscapes and deadly violence. Some of them won’t make it out, some friends will be saved, some will be buried. Friendship is stretched to breaking point and beyond in an extreme tale of revenge, hate, love, redemption and survival.

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THE COALBITER

Jim Williamson is about to turn fifty and has nothing to show for his waster life. A disinterested columnist for the local Edinburgh rag, he’s divorced, has two grown-up kids he never sees, a dad suffering dementia, no money and no future.

When his sister’s body is found on Portobello beach, everything changes. Suddenly, he has the chance to start again, to be a father to his kids and a respectable member of the community, plus he has a longshot at love with a local academic well out of his league.

But family life isn’t what he expects. Two funerals, two suicide attempts, one Icelandic wedding, a few disastrous parties, several dark, looming family secrets, an exploding whale and an emergency home birth must all be negotiated during a year in which Jim finds out the true meaning of family, commitment, life and love.

Oh, and he also discovers he might be an archetypal figure from the medieval Icelandic sagas, a late-developer-turned-hero, a slacker for half a century who finally turns his dumb, useless life around. A Coalbiter, in other words.

The Coalbiter is a family saga for the twenty-first century spanning a year in the life of a hapless man given a second chance.

Plus you’ll never look at whales the same way again.
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free books – a small revolution

So I’ve been totally blown away by this thing called the Concord Free Press. The brainchild of author Stona Fitch, basically it’s a small press where everyone works for free, from writer to editor to designer to printer. Then they print books and give them away for free, only asking that recipients give money to a local charity and pass the book on. So far they’ve made over $30,000 from one book in the first few months, fucking amazing, really. 

The first novel was Stona’s own Give & Take, a brilliant and resonant story about a touring jazz musician who steals BMWs and diamonds from the rich and gives the proceeds to the poor.

The whole thing is kinda completely inspirational, it made me think about books and money and publishing in an entirely new light. Really. It’s hard to talk about without sounding hippy wanky, but I think Stona could be on to something here, a small revolution in the way we think about how artists interact with the world.

It helps that Fitch is a fucking amazing writer. Check out Senseless and Printers’ Devil for two of the finest novels written this decade. Not for the faint hearted, either of them, but simply amazing.

Here’s a thing I wrote about it all for the Independent on Sunday, which does a better job of summing it up than I’ve done here, what with being for a proper paper and all. 

As for Concord, they’ve got a second novel lined up for May, I’m already keeping tabs on the website to reserve my copy.

 Free books, whatever the fuck next, eh?

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six feet under

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So I’m working my way through the Six Feet Under box set. It’s fucking amazing. Just simply the best television drama series ever. Everyone always bangs on about The Sopranos, The Wire and The West Wing, but I think Six Feet Under is totally underrated, full of all sorts of clever nuances and brilliant acting and resonant scripts, and it came before all those other shows, and totally paved the way for them. The basic premise of setting a family drama around an undertaking business is brilliant. Wish I had that idea. 

That’s all really. Carry on.

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the ossians launched, thanks

So, that’s two book launch shindigs out the way, had a great time both nights, thanks to everyone who came along and supported. It kinda goes without saying such support is MASSIVELY appreciated, but I’ll say it anyway. Such support is MASSIVELY appreciated.

Edinburgh was fun, the good people of Word Power were perfect hosts, a couple of dozen folks drank Danish lager and listened and clapped at the right bits, I guess. Then we went to the Pear Tree for a friendly argument about screenwriting.

London, took a while to get there, and stayed in my agent’s mum’s flat near Liverpool Street (thanks Lucy!), then treated Hackney’s finest to a long set of rambling drunken blether, a couple of readings, some inane chat and plenty of tunes, including a few new ones.  Thanks to Eleanor from Pages and Dom for sorting everything, and to Skippy for ordering pizzas in Biddles to soak up some of the booze. 

So, I could put up set lists here, but can’t really remember what I played. Amongst all the usual dross were a new Ossians song (I cannae help myself) called The Sleepwalker and a newish Northern Alliance (kind of) song, Bjork Is Calling Out From The Wreckage. I’m thinking once I record  that last one I’ll send a copy to Bjork, mibbes suggest a duet. That would be sweet. 

So, while we all wait for that Bjork duet, I’ll post up some more crap about screenwriting soon, and those other gigs that are coming up, and some other guff, no doubt. Cheers.

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the ossians ride again, sort of

the paperback cover - garish, huh?

the paperback cover - garish, huh?

Shamless self-promotion time.

The Ossians is coming out in paperback on Thursday 26th February, so to celebrate I’m strapping on the old six-string and playing a few shows. Come along and say hello. Please. 

26 Feb Word Power, West Nicolson Street, Edinburgh, 7pm, FREE – Edinburgh launch party for the paperback. A few tunes, some words, maybe even free beer if you get there early enough. Then across the road to The Pear Tree for the rest of the night.

28 Feb Pages of Hackney, Lower Clapton Road, London, 7pm, £3 – London launch party for the paperback. Join Doug on the murder mile (not really, it’s safe!) for tunes, words, wine, then nip next door to Biddle Bros for the rest of the night.

7 Mar Old St Paul’s Church Hall, Edinburgh, from 2pm – Fence Homegame Pre-season Friendly 1 with The Red Well, Player Piano, Found and others. What a line up.

12 Mar Cabaret Voltaire, Edinburgh, 7pm, FREE – Cheap booze as part of their Duty Free series, a night of words and music, with Edward and the McCalls and Al Shields.

19 Mar 13th Note, Glasgow – with Le Reno Amps launching their album and more music courtesy of Is This Music? fanzine.

19 Apr Fence Homegame, Anstruther – with all sorts of cracking bands and musicians over a weekend of seaside silliness. And awesome fish suppers.

30 Apr Leith Tape Club, Iso-Bar, Edinburgh – with Gummi Bako, Iona Marshall and others as part of Little Pebble’s new intimate monthly club night.

9 May Ullapool Book Festival – w Alan Bissett on the Saturday night. Doug will be playing tunes and reading, if he can get a word in edgeways (only joking Alan!)

 Also, the mini-album The Macpherson Tapes by The Ossians is still available to buy from either the Fence Records website (www.fencerecords.com) or the Northern Alliance website (www.lowfidelity.com). You’ll also be able to buy it at any of the above shows. £5 – bargain. 

Lastly, just a reminder of what some sexy authors and reviewers had to say about The Ossians the first time round:

‘A drug-fuelled, counter-clockwise state-of-the-nation rock n roll tour which captures where we’re at better than any modern novel I’ve read.’ Irvine Welsh

‘A powerful and moving commentary on the country and its defining myths.’ Ian Rankin

‘A gripping, compelling road trip around modern Scotland in the company of a drug-ravaged, untamed visionary.’ Niall Griffiths

‘A rock odyssey so exhilaratingly authentic, you can hear the chords and smell the vomit.’ Christopher Brookmyre

‘This is This Is Spinal Tap for Scotland’s lost generation. Johnstone has taken a small story of a small band lost in a small country and created an epic.’ Ewan Morrison

‘Packed with seedy, sticky bars, sullen punters and morose reflections in deteriorating weather, this is an atmospheric beauty to The Ossians.’ Independent on Sunday

‘The authentic ring of a man who’s been there.’ Guardian

‘Johnstone is good at describing the excitement, boredom, sniping and bonhomie of a touring band at the transit-van end of the career arc.’ The Times

‘A blast.’ Scotland on Sunday

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screenwriting is the new novel writing

So I’ve been doing some homework, kind of. I’ve been accepted onto a Scottish Book Trust screenwriting workshop thing that runs over the next three days, and I’ve been reading books about screenwriting.

It’s fascinating stuff, having come from the relatively less prescriptive form of novel writing into the world of writing for the screen – the whole Aristotle three act thing, when to put your inciting incident in to fuck yer hero up, etc, climaxes, focus points, point of no return and all that. Not saying it’s better or worse, just seems a very different discipline. Looking forward to it, anyway. I’ll report back after this weekend, which I’m assuming will be quite intensive stuff. Mibbes I’ll burst out of the place on Sunday evening with a genius script in hand, ready to be the new Charlie Kaufman. Or maybe not.

I have to say it’s already made me think a little differently about the fiction that I’m writing, anyway. More about that in another blog, no doubt. 

Some other screenwriting chat, though – I met with a guy recently who expressed an interest in adapting Tombstoning and The Ossians (my first two novels) into screenplays. Not quite talking about optioning rights, yet, but he seemed to know what he was talking about, knew some folk in the business in Scotland, seemed to get the books and knew his way around a film script as well. Like I say, a long way from optioning rights, and light years away from actually getting a film made, but an encouraging start.

I do really fancy writing scripts now. Had to submit a three-page script for this course, so I worked up a couple of ideas over two weeks and submitted the better one. They were called There Are Easier Ways to Kill Yourself and Kill The Deer. That was the first scriptwriting I’d ever done, ever, despite writing several novels and being very into film and television since I was about five years old. Odd, eh? Anyway, think I may well have the bug now. Apparently at this workshop we’ll be working on these scripts more. Once I have something at the other end I might well post it up here.

Aye so, think visual, show don’t tell, arrive late and leave early, screenwriting buzzword bingo ahoy!

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there’s no such thing as safe ice, apparently

Testing, testing, check, one, two…

This is a blog, I guess. Hello people. 

I read the other day that Tayside Police were warning kids not to go on the ice of Keptie Pond in Arbroath. I grew up across the road from that pond, and we were on that ice all the time in winter. Fell through hunners of times. Kids today, etc, etc

That’s all, some proper chat very soon.

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