writing and other animals
Dec. 9th, 2002 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
burntcopperAll Xmas shopping done. On the other hand, apart from my new From Eroica With Love fixation, I find my writing taken up with the original Kathy/Jenny/Eloise 'verse. (TDS without the Buffy and all my characters getting a life of their own and no Mary Sues. I'm disturbed that they appear to be straight, aside from Jenny whose religion and very being means she has to be bisexual) Only this time I got hit by the 28 Days Later bunnies. Which also owes a lot to a little-remembered comic strip in Battle comics. Where a plague hit the UK and most of Europe, and the only survivors were children of a very rare blood type and some adults mutated by the disease into mindless violent monsters. It was fucking fascinating, went for years and was brilliantly told.
My disease hits the humans - all those changed or affected by magic, or born not quite human (alos includes those mutated sufficiently in their genes or by disease to be no longer counted as human by the airborne virus) don't get it. Everyone else dies, no chance of survival. Britain quarantines itself for three months until the virus is gone, and now I'm tackling survival and building a society that's practically at Iron Age levels without the extra population you'd expect during the Iron Age. Quite interesting when you realise you're now left with less than 5% of the population, and just how much most of that population is required to keep the country's services that you take for granted running. Plus dealing with the rest of the world once quarantine's over.
Battle, along with Eagle and a couple of others, were British comics. Comics for boys. Girls got Bunty and the like. I nicked my brother's. Battle and Eagle were great, real Boys Own Adventure stuff, but interspersed in them was some brilliant adult writing - Anyone remember Charlie's War? Best description of the horrors of the First World War, the inter-war era and the Second World War you've ever seen, all told from the pov of a kid who lied about his age and joined up two years too young.
My disease hits the humans - all those changed or affected by magic, or born not quite human (alos includes those mutated sufficiently in their genes or by disease to be no longer counted as human by the airborne virus) don't get it. Everyone else dies, no chance of survival. Britain quarantines itself for three months until the virus is gone, and now I'm tackling survival and building a society that's practically at Iron Age levels without the extra population you'd expect during the Iron Age. Quite interesting when you realise you're now left with less than 5% of the population, and just how much most of that population is required to keep the country's services that you take for granted running. Plus dealing with the rest of the world once quarantine's over.
Battle, along with Eagle and a couple of others, were British comics. Comics for boys. Girls got Bunty and the like. I nicked my brother's. Battle and Eagle were great, real Boys Own Adventure stuff, but interspersed in them was some brilliant adult writing - Anyone remember Charlie's War? Best description of the horrors of the First World War, the inter-war era and the Second World War you've ever seen, all told from the pov of a kid who lied about his age and joined up two years too young.
