Jeremiah Hope Author

Back again…and a Happy Christmas to one and all…

Not a lot to write about over the recent past. Unlocked down Britain has been incredibly dull. The arrival of variants has been greeted with the hyperventilating hysteria that would be suited to Ebola but is a dash over the top for most of us faced with Covid. The trend to reach for the fascist solution of excluding a minority on health grounds and to coerce people to do things that they…

Life In An Expanding Universe…

Well the coming week is alive with possibilities. I get a haircut and my first round of vaccine on Tuesday. I thought about spreading these hallowed events out to prolong the excitement but on the other hand I wanted them both as soon as possible in order to try and get back to normal. After a year of this lockdown nonsense I am truly fed up with my life being on hold and my liberties being a…

R.I.P. Prince Philip

The end of an era. HRH Prince Philip passed away this week. Much coverage in the press and elsewhere. Most of it at least respectful. Whatever your views of the institution of the monarchy he was still someone’s husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather and a decorated veteran who used his position to help others. His family, along with many in this nation and throughout the…

Followers… How Few Are Real!!!

At present the side hustles are jostling for attention with the day job and the need for a new day job and life in general so my blogging has slipped again. Which is bad. I promise that new content on the new book will be coming soon… I am excited about it, it is going really well and shaping to be better than my first, which was pretty good. If reviewers are to be believed, and they are dammit,…

On The Serious Matter Of Pens

I write. Badly. I don’t mean in the stylistic sense. At least I hope not. My handwriting is awful. Southpaws are legendary for this failing and I have true “doctor’s writing”, which is, I suppose, appropriate. However, you know you have a problem when you can’t read your own degenerate scrawl. My solution to this has been the fountain pen. I don’t know why, but my writing is very much better…

Juggling…

In keeping with the resolution to be a better blogger and write regularly here I am. In Lockdown still. So that limits what you can talk about right? Well, up to a point. I can’t bore on about my exciting social scene, partly because it was never that dramatic and partly because who gives a damn about someone else’s party filled life? Hmm well there seem to be lots of magazines dedicated to that…

Lockdown, Resolutions & Micro Changes

I resolved to be a better blogger this year. To have a plan. To have a consistent theme to blog on and to write at least once a week. Well. You know what? I have failed to keep to this simple formula. But I am not downcast, here is why. Firstly, beating yourself up about goals not met is pointless. You waste energy fretting about it rather than being positive about something else. I have not…

I am not a number, I am a free man. It applied to Patrick McGoohan’s character and it applies to me. Today I took a step I should have taken years ago. I deleted Facebook. I exterminated that permanent little grey cloud nagging in my phone and computer. It was not easy. Despite resolving to do this a couple of weeks ago I dithered. Despite the fact that I have not used it for ages I struggled…

Back Again & Clearing The Stables...

Well it has been a while since I blogged regularly. Which is poor but I have been busy. My second novel is taking shape, finally. I have also been getting into making cartoons, taking care of my silly side – hence Dave The Duck. Hopefully the fruits of that labour will appear in the near future on a video site of your choosing. It has also been a time for thinking about my life and what is…

Ely… The visit that nearly unravelled my plot…

It always pays to do some research, even, when as I am, you are creating your literary world. My novels are set in a post-apocalyptic but not dystopian future England, very roughly Edwardian society meets Tudor politics. This means that I can play a little bit with how things are in relative safety and the geography of the country is very different.

For my new novel I have set part of it in…

In this current climate of general weirdness brought on by a variety of mass hysterias; Covid, Trump Derangement Syndrome, the lingering effects of Brexit there are so many subjects dear to my heart that I feel constrained not to discuss in public. This nervousness stems from the cancel culture and the generally uncivil nature of what passes for discussion of the big issues of the day at the…

Bad Blogger…

I have been a bad blogger… I have neglected my writing. I have neglected my new book too. I have made good progress but I have got distracted. Reasons for distraction are numerous and none of them very good.

Firstly, exhaustion. I have been working without a break since Christmas and I need a holiday. odd thing, when I get tired I go insomniac. Helpful. Really sweet. This has helped my writing…

Operation Whale… Part 2

Well, results from the dietbook. Spectacular. Starting at 207lbs I adopted the 800 calories a day Blood Sugar Diet and have watched the weight fall off over the last month. Another 14lbs have melted away. Which is one hell of a result but I still have a way to go, another 10lbs. This will be harder.

Staying on this diet has hardly been a hardship. You would imagine that so few calories would…

Operation Whale…Part 1 of probably quite a few

I was fat. No possibility of denying it in the end. I looked in the mirror and noted the increasing barrel around my middle. It wasn’t really there. I ate a bit less. Nothing changed. Middle aged spread. I didn’t like it but I wasn’t gross. Really.

Well lockdown changed that. I had an interesting few weeks around the start of lockdown, car crash on the motorway, lockdown before I could get a…