Article from Jet Magazine, July 1978 - Image probably false.

The first post this year means I’m lazy so it had to be a real beauty to break me out of this slumber.

Well, slumber is not quite true. I’ve been editing my novel ‘Broken Branches’ and the accompanying novelette ‘Branching Out’ so whilst that’s happening there’s not much to blog about. It’s pretty unexciting.

So, out of the blue, my mate forwards one of those work viral emails which is the image above. One man who shots blanks pays a friend to shag his missus to get her pregnant – which turns out to be the basis of my two stories, set in a world when all men are made sterile by a drug called ‘Blanx’.

The protagonist in the novelette is immune to Blanx and gets paid to impregnate women, then in the novel the UK monitors newborns by only allowing existing parents to approve or deny potential new parents from having access to fertility drugs to try for a baby.

This kind of thing happened with ideas I had for my first novel, ‘Railroaded’ where little situations and ideas became realised. I don’t think they highlight any kind of originality but merely confirm your ideas aren’t so leftfield they’d never have a hope of happening in the real world. Which means you’re skating close enough to reality to be believable.

Reading the story above also shows that fact can be stranger than fiction. Wish I’d thought of this to put in my novel!