Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2009... The First Day of the Year of '209 A Story'


Thursday, 1st January, 2009.

Many years ago, I found myself in St George's Chapel of Windsor Castle and reading an inscription attached to the wall near to the tomb of King George VI. I had attended morning service in the chapel earlier and had taken some time to have a look around the historic Royal Peculiar. Like most services in the Protestant faith anywhere in the world, it attracted a small gathering of parishioners and on that morning, one 'ring-in' Australian. Over the years, I have always made a visit to Windsor part of every trip to the United Kingdom. It is one of my favourite places in the world and I enjoy taking the time to walk the five kilometres of the Long Walk, past ancient oaks, and up to Snow Hill and the famous Copper Horse statue.
As I read the verse, I thought about the words and how eloquently they had been written and the important message behind their meaning. Apparently, it had been a favourite passage of the King, and by the time I had read the last line, I had been moved beyond words.

More about this later...

As 2009 commences and the launch of '209 A Story' is only weeks away, I have had to take on a Personal Assistant to help me with the enormous workload that occurs when a novel goes into print. Along with Renee Harris (my new PA), I now have a Business Manager, a Publisher, A Publicist, An Accountant, A Web Team, A Lawyer and a representative in Queensland and another in New South Wales. Their counsel is necessary. What I am finding is the further we progress forward, it is their professionalism and advice that is paramount to the goal of publishing a successful novel.
I recently had one such important conversation with my publicist. Jillian sat me down and we talked about the coming year and how important it was to differentiate between the ideals of becoming a famous author and the cold, hard reality of being published for the first time. YES... of course I want to sell a million copies of the novel before this time next year. But, the reality of possibilities is requiring more thought. I walked away with much, about which, I needed to ponder. It is one thing to have a dream of success and another to deal with it in a sensible and mature way. Like many other aspiring authors, the dream can quickly get away from you if one does not see it for what it truly is. Publishing and marketing a novel is part of a business. The writing of the story is where the fantasy should remain. The business side is what happens after the book is complete. By setting the goals incorrectly it can lead to uncertainty (and I believe much unhappiness).
Sooooooo... over the last couple of weeks I have thought much about what is important in the life of Steven Owen Rafter and I set to work creating two lists of things that were important. The first was a list of things that need to be done and I prioritised them in order of urgency versus importance.
There was also another list.
It was a list of things which are the ‘reality’ to my life. They are the things which will protect me from a bad review, or the inevitable negativity that comes with putting yourself out there. What this new year shall bring, I do not know but now I know that I am ready.

And, this is what I have learned...

When ‘209 A Story’ is launched at Balmoral Castle on the evening of Saturday, 21st March, 2009, it is part of the business side of the book. Of course there will be the accomplishment of having my novel being available for people to read (and hopefully for them to enjoy!). And naturally, I will take pride in it. But my true accomplishment was the process itself. It was the past four and a half years of the ‘209 A Story’ journey. What is truly important to me is the list of my ‘reality’ – my family, my relationships with friends and my job. Anything that comes after this is purely cream on the cake.

... I found the inscription from the wall on a card in the gift shop within the chapel and I framed it and it has, for the past twenty-two years, sat on the table next to my bed... and this is what it reads...

I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year
'Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.'

And he replied, 'Go into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God
That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way!'


Have a Happy New Year everyone.

Cheers
Steven
ps - the photograph (above) was taken on one of my trips to Windsor and is outside St George's Chapel.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Let it all begin...


Firstly, I would like thank everyone for your emails... I know that it has been some time since I have written my blog... however... I have spent the past two months finalising everything for '209 A Story' to go into print!


This week the media begins in Australia... I have a radio interview, being part of a writer's forum and also a movie premier... wish me luck...


Keep Happy


Cheers Steven

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Fact or Fiction, An Email and Degrees of Separation



During this week, as the editing has been progressing toward its inevitable conclusion, I received an email that stopped me in my tracks.

More about this later...

The original idea I had regarding my attempts at writing a book was to combine my interest in RMS Titanic and the unique situation of one, Arthur Gordon McCrae, an Australian whose story has intrigued me for many, many years. It was going to be a factual account of events and could be used as a reference for those who, like me, had interest in the fact that Arthur McCrae was the only Australian whose body was recovered form the Atlantic eight days after the disaster in April, 1912.

When I set off from the gates of Sydney Grammar on my journey it became obvious to me, very early on, that to merely write a serious account of Arthur would be to miss the entire point of his character. From the research I undertook, his sense of adventure became more and more appealing to me, and like my own journey, he was a young man filled with excitement of other lands and with interest in people and other cultures. At that point I made the decision to write a novel. A novel of intrigue and suspense that would do justice to that adventurous spirit and, I hope, respect to him as an individual.

My love of writing originated with one teacher I had during my years at school. Her name was Mrs Rintel and she gave to me a love of words and an understanding of the importance of literature on society and the powerful influence it can have... both for the positive and negative. She cared about her students and had a profound affect on my own ability to teach. She coached me on her own time and since leaving school - as often is the case, former students loose contact as they make their own way in the world. From time to time you wonder how they are and what they are up to and if they ever realise how important an impact they have had on your own views of the world and your place within it.

That was twenty years ago...

I cannot begin to write of how I felt when, following the publication in the 'Omnibus' (above), which contained an article about '209 A Story', I received an email from my former teacher congratulating me on my achievements thus far. I was incredibly happy to have received word from her... but... there was more to this email than even I thought possible and it is the pure essence of what I have tried to include in my writing.

Mrs Rintel informed me of something that surprised me beyond belief and proved to me that my decision to write the novel was a correct one.

In 1841, there was a baby boy born on a ship bound for Australia from England. The baby's mother died following the birth and the father of the baby did not have a secure position nor a place to live upon his arrival in the colony of Victoria. Georgiana McCrae (Arthur's Grandmother) offered the bereaved man, to take care of the child until he was established. Accepting the offer, this child then lived with the McCrae's until he was fourteen years of age. Through my previous research I was aware of this being the situation.

The email I received informed me that this boy was in actual fact, Mrs Rintel's great-great-grandfather.

So, now as I start the final proof reading before publication, I am settled in my decision...

Have a nice week.

Cheers

Steven

Saturday, August 30, 2008

'My breath fogged up the glass ...so I drew a new face and I laughed...'




When you throw your entire life up into the air and make a decision to finish writing a book, there comes a point when it either dies of natural causes... or... every so often when you are struggling with the DEADLINE... something happens to make the adventure more magical than you possibly imagine.

That was my week...

I had originally planned for my blog this week to commence with a whimsical quote by Douglas Adams, who once said ... 'I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by. ' The reason for this was due to the fact that I have a deadline of two weeks and I'm doing my own head in from that whooshing sound! (... and not to mention the cross words I had with my business manager!)

Then... I changed my mind...
Instead of being about dead lines I decided to go for the more positive aspects of the week and how I received a number of text messages from people telling me that they liked the article in the 'Omnibus' about the book.
Changed mind... again...
On Thursday http://www.209astory.com/ went on line with a splash page and I thought I could write about how exciting it was to work with mooglemedia to get this off the ground. Then I realised that some people would not understand the term 'splash page' and I would have to spend three paragraphs explaining the concept.

Change... again...
I then thought I would discuss the editing of one of the remaining chapters of the book. NAMELY CHAPTER 8 - which originally was 26 pages long and I had to reduce it to approximately 15. I had written about it - and it become so full on that I just 'Control A'd' and deleted immediately...

And then it happened... re: the magic... and it came in the form of... a song!

It summed up everything I believe about the relationship I have '209 A Story'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkHTsc9PU2A (for those who may not know ...if you click on the underlined section (link) it will take you to the song on YouTube.) It is a song called 'I'm Yours' by Jason Mraz. It is cute and makes you smile - particular the video...

From the chance hearing of this song ... and taking the time to read through the 3 pages of lyrics... It made me stop worrying about things ie deadline ... and I realised how much I appreciate the very moment in which I find myself. You can have a read through the words yourself and see what you think...

I have no doubt it will be a number 1 hit here in Australia...

This song was released in the United States in June of 2008 and if you want to see how popular it is... see the links below - I'll warn you now... some are good and some are not so good... but that is not the point...

and that is just a few... there are literally 100's of them... and it blew me away...

... Yeah ... every day I am amazed at the things we people do and the lessons I learn...

Sorry to cut this short... but people... I have a deadline... gotta go... 'I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some. But, I won't hesitate no more. It cannot wait... I'm yours!'

Have a good week everyone and, as always - thank you for your email... btw ... I can't wait for the book to be printed either!!!!
Have a good week.
Peace
Steven

Saturday, August 23, 2008

URL's, 3 R's & Thinking Inside the Square...


Even when you get to the age of forty there are some events and situations that still have the ability to shock... more about that later...

My week has been one of coffees, catchups, a plethora of 'u.r.l's' and many, many hours editing. For the first time this week - I realised how lucky I was to grow up in a world without the internet... not because I would not have LOVED, LOVED, LOVED to have had it while growing up ... I just think that my generation (and those before) are people who embrace technology more readily than the marketers, politicians and communities think they do. The reason we do is because we see the full potential in it's power - as oppose to people who do not even know a world without this AMAZING resource.

In terms of '209 A Story' and the life of writing - this week has been quite exciting. I finished the edits of another chapter and also received a text confirming my new email address... (steven@209astory.com). Everything involving the launch of the novel is timed by a thing called 'milestones' - it is quite exceptional and I now see why people employ specialists to organise things...

The life of a writer is quite isolating due to the nature of the business at hand. On top of this, the adventurous world(s) in which we roam are real to us - well... at least during the time we are writing ... So, one is pretty much a person who is living the life of a recluse. (perhaps this is why I am writing my blog at 5am on Sunday morning!!!!) - (No ... there's another reason for that ... you'll find out one day! ... ;-) )

With this in mind, and the fact that I have been sick of late - it was time for me to catch up with friends I have not seen for ages. Like most people, I feel incredibly lucky to have such wonderful support regarding '209 A Story' - however the cost comes in the form of stretching friendships to almost breaking points. People whom I would once see with regularity, I never appear to have time to catch up... unless it is something organised at least three months in advance... at this point - I follow a simple Idom - the squeakiest wheel gets the oil! (http://www.usingenglish.com/reference/idioms/)

This is how it works... the people who complain the most about me not being 'available' any more - well they get the first invitation... tee hee!

I always invite them via sms and always suggest a place to meet with a designated time... I only ever do coffee - as opposed to a full on dinner... (unless it is a very special reason!) - See, with coffee - it can be during the day and if I know I am meeting someone - I always arrive about three hours before and spend the entire time writing... (nothing like a deadline!)

Ok - here's my week...

Monday - Had a hot chocolate at San Churro (http://www.sanchurro.com/) (YUM YUM YUM -buddahbacci is the one to order! ONLY ORDER ONE NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU THINK YOU WANT ANOTHER!)

Tuesday - afternoon tea at Amici's in Prahran (http://www.amici.com.au/)
Wednesday - breakfast at Cafe Domain on Domain Road

Thursday (OH THURSDAY!!!!)...

During the day I caught the #16 tram to St Kilda where I had lunch at Big Mouth. (http://www.bigmouthstkilda.com.au/) and made a new friend with the fellow who was sitting on the next table to me - he was from London, his name is Jonathan and he really had a crush on the waitress!!! It was quite sweet. (no shock value here!) ... As people do these days - we just swapped... not mobile phone numbers ... but names ... 'I'll add you! (if you do not know what this means - you need to get up into the new millennium as the world is moving on far quicker than you can EVER POSSIBLY IMAGINE... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljbI-363A2Q

.... The day I was leaving my B&B in San Francisco I happened to meet the person who was taking my room. (http://grandsanfrancisco.hyatt.com/hyatt/hotels/index.jsp)... His name was Colin and he was at the beginning of a two month, round-the-world journey... the very same day when I was homeward bound. We hit it off immediately as my tiredness was and equal match to his levels of enthusiasm - we swapped email addresses (old hat now) and said we would meet up when he arrived in Melbourne. During the week I received an email to say that he was heading back to the United States and I knew if I did not catch up with him this week - I would not see him until sometime next year...

We caught up for coffee then went out for dinner a 'Mamacas' (http://www.mamacas.com.au/). It was pleasant and we laughed much about that rainy day in San Francisco and plans for his visit to Canada - for a family wedding -in a couple of weeks. Following the meal, Colin called it a night and I decided to continue on. A friend has recently opened a new bar in South Yarra and I decided to pop in and have a look. We are getting to the shock aspect... (http://www.we-relax.com/stressful-situations/how-to-handle-someone-with-survivors-shock.htm)...

I have no problem with going out by myself - I was 17 years old when I headed off to boarding school in England - and I can tell you once you have achieved that - heading out to a night club, bar or movie on your own is EASY!!! (http://www.twyfordschool.com/)

This is where I met the 3R's and ended up dancing until 7am... (not with the 3 R's I might add at this point) - I reason I meet these people (1 girl 2 guys) was due to one of them accidentally picking up my drink (http://landingpage2.smirnoff.com/flash/?Lang=en-au&Brandd=SO&RefUrl=http%3a%2f%2fwww3.smirnoff.com%2fTemplates%2fRedirectToURLTemplate.aspx%3fNRMODE%3dPublished%26NRNODEGUID%3d%257b13AD6946-1812-448B-950B-B23BD1976E16%257d%26NRORIGINALURL%3d%252f%26NRCACHEHINT%3dGuest)

... I was on the phone to my friend Helen in Queensland at the time - and following the phone call - I struck up a conversation with the 3R's (Rita, Robert & Richard) -hmmmm - they were most interesting - Rita was from Israel, Robert from Slovenia and Richard from New York... here comes the shock value - they were in town to attend a party on Friday night - (yes... this is not a problem) ... an invitation ONLY party (The coin does still not drop with Steven at this point)... a party where the two male R's are first timers and going to 'observe only' she advised with a roll of the 'r' and a knowing smile... (I was completely lost and I just asked what she was taking about...) - well... they were going to a an Invite Only Medival Bondage Party... oh la la... 'La Douleur Exquise' (http://www.tv.com/sex-and-the-city/la-douleur-exquise!/episode/26623/summary.html)

Unsure why this shocked me for I believe people can do whatever they chose once they are a consenting adult... and as long as it is with other consenting adults... good luck to them - perhaps the rest of us are just too inhibited? However... I find that pain is not something I desire - when I have a headache I am sure it is a tumour - I almost pass out if I stub my toe ... I just don't do pain.

Regardless, as a writer you cannot and SHOULD NOT - be closed off to anyone who enters your life... it is from people such as the 3R's that I learn so much about individuals... and it does help with my characters... 9http://www.writerswrite.com/journal/jun98/lazy2.htm)
Anyhooooo, I declined an invite to attend the 'Medieval' event in Richmond (CAN YOU IMAGINE???) and danced off into the night with the other 60 or so people who were out on a Thursday Night. I ended up walking home with a smile on my face while watching people on the #72 tram - on their way to work. Some did not look happy and it got me to thinking how incredibly fortunate I am! (http://www.metlinkmelbourne.com.au/)
I needed coffee from Starbucks (http://www.startbucks.com.au/) by lunch time on Friday - and I do believe that I did not make the 7pm news of the ABC (http://www.abc.net.au/) ... zzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Saturday - I made my way to Federation Square (http://www.federationsquare.com.au/) for a book launch during the amazingly wonderful event called the Melbourne Writer's Festival (http://www.mwf.com.au/2008/content/mwf_2008_home.asp?) Their play on words for the 2008 Festival is quite clever - 'THINK INSIDE THE SQUARE.' John Marsden (http://www.johnmarsden.com.au/home.html) launched the new Writer's Market Place - which is truly a must for any writer. And I observed lots of other writers who have the same look in their eyes - PLEASE PUBLISH ME!
I finally got back to gym last night and am very pleased I did so - because I slept incredibly well - which enabled me to get up at silly o'clock and finish my blog (http://www.209astory.blogspot.com/)

Hope you all have a good week and thanks for you email ... I am feeling much better now...
Cheers
Steven
Sorry - gotta go I am off too ... (http://www.brunetti.com.au/)!



Saturday, August 16, 2008

My Week - The Keleidoscope




Hmmm... I thought last week was bad!

I am beginning to think that I may have broken a mirror! (maybe more than one)

My entire week has been like the photograph above. A kaleidoscope of feelings, achievements, thoughts and happenings. I have been unwell and ended up at the doctor who sent me to have xrays taken - instant fear because the last time I went to the Alfred Hospital they took one look at me and admitted me straight away!

The week started out well. I had completed another chapter edit - sent out confidentiality agreements to three people and the web design team. For this venture, I am pleased to say that I have called on a local web design team rather than going over seas for the website - SPALSH PAGE for 'http://www.209astory.com/ here we come. I went to gym to do boxing on Monday and Wednesday and I do a palates class on Tuesday... by Thursday I had no idea what was going on. Nothing seemed to work properly and boy... was I sick. I could not keep anything down. I was hot and cold and the pain in my stomach and back was incredible.

So, my blog this week is going to short... because ... I NEED TO SLEEP!

Have a good week everyone

Cheers

Steven

ps - yes, 'The Lambs Go Bar' is a real bar here in Melbourne. Come and visit and tell me what you think.





Saturday, August 9, 2008

A Week That Makes You Go ... hmmmmmm!




I had a very difficult week... I lost my mobile phone!

A friend sent me an email empathising with my situation... she said she would prefer to lose her arm than ever lose her mobile phone!

I laughed at 'J's' comment because she is level headed, educated and an incredibly thoughtful person who would never consider expressing herself in such terms...

It got me to thinking about the characters in '209 A Story' and how each of them have a twist to their personality and/or life that is witnessed by the reader and not by each of the other characters in the book.

What sort of world do we live in when someone would find losing a limb 'easier' than losing a mobile phone?
Regardless of circumstance I always try to see a funny side to things and I did not fully understand what point J was trying to make...


.... the week progressed


By Friday... I was beside myself with a full gamut of emotions regarding my lost mobile. Seeing the funny side really was not an option and it certainly was not funny!

By Friday... I had people worried about me, people annoyed at me for not returning their messages, people who thought it was a laugh to send me a text saying - 'Hi Steve - this is my number -' with no name attached - so Steven then needs to text them back to explain that while he appreciated their text and number he did not know who they are. After 20 of these I could not work out if it said more about the technological age... or... the people I have as friends.

By Friday... I was in MELTDOWN!

So, Steven - not to be beaten - decides he is going to walk to Brunetti's in Carlton to edit Chapter 21 and have a cup of coffee - the walk would give me time to clear my mind about, 'you know what' - and also I love walking through the city while listening to my ipod.

I walked through the Royal Botanic Garden, over the river, past the MCG (Melbourne Cricket Ground) and up to Carlton via Exhibition.

As I was walking through Fitzroy it started to rain and I did not have an umbrella. That is when I began to laugh because just when I thought my week could not have gotten worse... i was correct... it could only get better. A fellow walked past me and as we were walking in the same direction he offered for me to stand under his umbrella... guess what? - he only had one arm and boy did I laugh when he asked if I had a mobile phone number so we could catch up some time for a beer at... 'The Lamb's Go Bar' in Gore Street, Fitzroy?
Have a good week everyone -
Quick ones...
Yes, I liked the Opening of the Olympics
No, I have not been to a baseball game in the USA. I like AFL (Melbourne) and my BIG enjoyment is watching Volleyball. I follow the Serbian Men's Team - my favourite player is Ivan Miljkovic - Number 14... and my othe favourite player is the Russian, Yury Berezhko - Number 10 - Before I get email asking me if I am Serbian or Russian - the answer is no - I just enjoy the game and they happen to be my favourite players.
cheers
Steven


Saturday, August 2, 2008

Reunions, Schedules & Defying Gravity...







Funny how sometimes in life, something that you know is going to happen occurs and when it happens ... it's just is not exactly how you expected...

A couple of years back I was on a visit to New York for a reunion of people I had known for twenty years and we all booked into the Waldorf Astoria at 301 Park Avenue. The organiser of the event had planned everything in meticulous detail... and I mean meticulous! We were each given a schedule accompanied by maps, times, subway routes and of course events that were going to continue to deepen the bonds of our friendship... hmmmm!!

If I remember correctly, at that point in my life, I was tied to schedules and the last thing I wanted to do was travel halfway around the world to find myself on a new schedule. But, being a reunion, you get to catch up with friends and as much as 'S' had scheduled everything - we could have sat in the lobby of the hotel as we just really wanted to catch up and hear about our various lives and what we had been doing for the past ten years - (as our 10 year reunion was in London).

It was a lot of fun catching up and finding out how lives change so dramatically, friendships run their course, people change their job, some lose their hair, some put on weight, others marry, divorce or come out. Some find a higher being on this journey of life, some age gracefully - (and some not!). They have kids, gain qualifications, some lose everything they own and for some who were not present, they were in our memories for their individual battles with cancer was finally over.

After three days of drinks, visits, parties, dancing and laughing much about events past - and even shedding tears for mistakes made along the way... we parted company again.

Now with the schedule placed into my journal, I was able to roam the city of New York and catch up with a new friend I had made and who asked me if I had been to see a show call... 'WICKED'?

When I said I had never heard of it, 'G' smiled, something really did change in his eyes - it was like he knew something that I didn't and he also knew how much it would change my life for good.

Upon returning to Australia, I spoke about this show (experience) to almost every person who had a pulse, and for some I was able to get across the amazement of the show... from others I would get this vacant look as if to say... 'Yeah, Yeah Rafter, I'm sure it's ok!'... they just did not understand.
Anyhoooo...

I was made aware, about a year later, that WICKED was coming to Melbourne. This news was exciting, however I only spoke about it with one person because I knew she ('A') was just as excited about it as I was... because 'A' had even sent me a text message the second she heard the news...

And here's the situation re... events happening and you think you know how it's all going to be ... well... WICKED!

I had, for so many, many months known that at some stage I would overhear someone in Melbourne talk about this show called WICKED and how amazing it all was and how they had been filled with the life changing experience... similar to me...

Well...

During this week, I was on the tram to have coffee at one of my favourite hangouts in Carlton... a place called 'Threshermans' when I came across this young couple who had been to see the show the previous night...

It was at this point when their arguement began... because she was annoyed at him for being over familiar with two girlfriends that had also went along with them. She was NOT impressed with his WICKED behaviour and as if that were not enough... I had to endure their errupting arguement for the length of Swanston Street until it became so heated that she jumped off the tram and stood on the footpath giving an obscene finger gesture to him as the tram departed the stop. (not really the way I anticipated my first response to WICKED IN MELBOURNE!)

So, while editing this week I thought about this young couple and how each person has a different memory of an event. I gathered, while I was writing about a court ball in St Petersburg, that it will be the same with '209 A Story' - some people are going to love it - it's going to be popular... and others won't read past the first chapter ... something bad... and even some will take years to ever hear about it. However, I also learned that the experience I have had with it all has been nothing less than ... WICKED!

Have a good week everyone

PEACE

Steven
ps. Go and see Wicked - it will change your life forever... opps I mean .... 'for good'
pps. The thiry year reunion is in... Melbourne! Can only just imagine what we'll look like then!

Saturday, July 26, 2008

When it all began...



Someone enquired the other day as to when I started writing my novel '209 A Story'? ... I immediately replied 1977!

The look on their face could not have been more telling so I explained...

When I was in year three I was reading a child's encyclopedia and I was drawn to a entry about a ship called RMS TITANIC... the visiting teacher at the time asked me what I was doing and so I told him what I was reading. It was at that very moment that I had originally thought how, one day, I would like to write a novel about the most famous ship in the world.
As with most childhood dreams ... reality takes over and one moves on!
However, when I was at high school I signed up to be part of the school play for that particular year. Not that I had visions of winning an Academy Award or anything of the like, however, I loved the quality that my former school tried to instill in each of their students... 'Challenge Yourself'.

Like most teenagers I was incredibly self conscious and as opposed to when I was playing sport where every move you made contributed to the success of the team (...more pressure), to get up on a stage and play a role as someone else allowed me to do just that... be someone else.

So, sign up for the school play I did...

I landed the role as Mrs Astor, first class passenger on RMS TITANIC in the TGS 1984 production of 'The Ship of Fools'! ...(a pitfall from going to an all boys school!)

Later in 1994, when I was living in England, I went to Greenwich to stand on the line where time begins! I look up and see a poster advertising an exhibition of 'Artifacts' that had been recovered from RMS TITANIC... and then spent the next 4 hours enthralled.

Roll on to 1997... and the release of THAT MOVIE!

By 2004 I had completed my 'latest' novel - a collection of four books collectively titled THE FOUR SEASONS... each one titled a different Season and each one based on a different emotion (ie. Autumn-Loss, Winter-Greed, Spring-Love, Summer... REALITY!)

and then it was time...

My latest project would be a book about RMS TITANIC.

It would have been easy for me to have written a novel about the journey as there is so much information about it. 'Challenge Yourself' came flooding back every time I sat down to write...

'209 A Story' is not about the voyage from Southampton to its date with destiny. It is about a voyage of one of its passengers prior to boarding the ship and how, throughout everyones life, there are people who will play a part. One may know these people and then there are others whom one will never meet. It is what inspired me when I was teaching and inspires me every day when I write... That each part we play in this life can have an enormous impact on others; even if we don't know it at the time.

Four years later and now the novel is in 'final edit' stage...

I often think back to that day all those years ago... to a naive child whose imagination was sparked by an event so horrible that it made history. In ways, my efforts are in memory of all of them...

Have a nice week everyone

Thanks for your emails

Cheers Steven

PS... Challenge YOURSELF!


Monday, July 21, 2008

Sport, War, Editing & Signing a Deal










It has been an interesting few weeks in the build up to the signing off of the novel '209 A Story'... (and btw thanks for all the email!)

I went to Queensland to visit my parents and to get out of the city. As much as I love Melbourne, city living can become overwhelming at times - particularly when one is trying to edit a novel.

I was able to visit my old school and visit with staff who were teaching at Toowoomba Grammar School when I was a student there. I was impressed with work currently being undertaking at school on the the new school Museum.

Several weeks earlier I visited Sydney Grammar where Arthur McCrae had been to school and it got me to thinking... How much have these schools changed in over one hundred years?

Obviously, the gentile times of the late 1890's is a complete contrast to the technological establishments of today. However, looking over the photographs of the former students at both schools during the 1900's and seeing the boys of today who were on their lunch break bought memories flooding back to me of my own years at Grammar. I even saw several photographs of myself in my 'blazer dress'. The one thing which has settled in my mind during the intervening years, (more than I care to attache a number) is this... The education of children is still as important as it was back then and the dedication of the teachers of today is quite incredible.

One thing that struck me in a similarity of the two schools was the old sections of both Grammar Schools. On the walls of the 'Big School' at Sydney Grammar and in the 'Old Hall' at the Toowoomba Grammar School, there are dedications to the boys who had paid the ultimate sacrifice to give us the freedoms we enjoy today and secondly the trophies to the many and varied sporting achievements... 'Sport and War'.

I then headed west to the farm, to visit my folks and family members. In particular, my amazing father. His dedication to sustainable farming in these difficult times for those people on the land who face drought and the uncertain effects of 'Climate Change', is admirable and still a powerful influence behind my own dedication to the successful launch of the '209 A Story'. It was a complete get away and the something that struck me more than anything was the brightness of the enumerable stars that would dramatically twinkle every night from horizon to horizon. It was incredible to stand outside and just to look 'up'... even if my father was constantly telling me to, 'watch for snakes!'.

Several weeks later I drove to Brisbane to take at look at the Picasso Exhibition at the GOMA. Upon my return to Melbourne, to finally ready myself for the signing of the 'deal' for '209 A Story', I found myself on a tram heading up Swanston Street and from the tram window at my stop I saw an enormous advertisement for the latest exhibition at the State Library of Victoria that opened while I was away. It's title made me smile with a recognition that everything is going to be all right. It is called ... 'Sport and War'.

Have a good week everyone and thanks again for your email and kind words of support for the launch.

Cheers
Steven

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Time to Get Away ...

Hello Everyone - I am out of Melbourne for a bit - I am staying at my family's property in South-Western Queensland. I will upload the blog on Tuesday - Australian Time - when I can get access to the Internet as it is still awaiting connection. Thanks for your emails - all going well - Peace - Steven

Sunday, June 22, 2008

A Trip to Sydney, A Cut Lip & The Former First Lady of the USA



Somone famous once said -

'Do what you feel in your heart to be right- for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't.'

I have always liked this quote very much.

I had visited Washington DC on my last trip to the United States, and I walked around 'The Basin' where the famous cherry blosoms were still closed for the season and the monument to Thomas Jefferson was being overrun by tourists. I decided to walk the entire way around the lake to take photographs, at various points, and have them developed in black and white to use as a momento of the trip. It was while I walking that I came across a dedication to Elanor Roosevelt - 'the someone famous' who made the above quote.

More about that later...

Over the past week I have experienced a myriad of emotions regarding to '209 A Story'...

On Monday I was still smarting about the decision to go with the Australian Publishers rather than the bigger name from elsewhere.

On Tuesday I was delighted to receive invitations from the publicist Jillian Bowen to attend a launch for 'grlmobile' in the city and from Trevor Jones - the pianist who has just returned from a world tour and is performing at 'Chapel on Chapel', this coming week.

By Wednesday morning my back was finally feeling much, much, much, much better... (THANK YOU!) ... and that is when it happened ... I managed to cut my lip when I opened a plastic packet with my teeth. I then wanted to know why is it that the most inconviently painful things in life are often the most simple... for example, a paper cut, a sore back or ... a cut lip?

I was also looking forward to my trip to the capital of New South Wales; to visit Sydney Grammar School, to have a meeting with a jounralist about an interview for their program re:'209 A Story', and also to have catchup's with family members of one, Arthur Gordon McCrae.

However, on Wednesday afternoon I recieved an email from someone who questioned my credibility as to 'writing such a story of significance'. They also criticised my efforts for the various launches of the novel in the UK, Australia and in the USA. This rather captious email really did get to me. It also scared me somewhat becuase it made me realise that this is the type of thing that people will say and write as we get closer and closer to 21st March 2009...

I went to bed at the end of a long day as I had also been applying for various positions and had completed several phone interviews which lasted for almost thirty minutes each... as I do not like being out of the workforce and I sometimes find writing incredibly isolating.

The critical email came back to me as I lay in bed Wednesday night whilst trying to read. Apocryphal seeds started to sprout in my mind... What if they did not like me? ... put it out of your mind Rafter and keep reading... What happens if they ask me questions about members of their family and I did not know the answers? What happens if this 'nobody' and 'commoner' was somehow not good enough for the prestige of one of the oldest schools in the country? ...Grrrrr ... READ! Did people think my idea silly? Who was I to have written a novel in the first place? What happens if people did not like it? This negative germination of thoughts continued until it annoyed me so much that I had had enough.

Placing Tim Winton's 'Breath' (great book btw)on the bedside table, I got up and went into the lounge and did something that I do not usually do... I watched television!!!

After surfing the channels for several minutes I suddenly was becoming more anxious regarding the lack of anything to watch than the bountiful harvest of self doubt that had just occured in my mind. I was about to switch the television off and then ... I heard mention of the name of a person whom I have admired for quite some time ... And this is what I heard...

'We gain strength, and courage, and confidence by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face... we must do that which we think we cannot.'

... I smiled again for that was all I needed to hear - again ... several words of encouragement from the former First Lady of the United States, Elanor Roosevelt...

I was received at Sydney Grammar School at a little after 10am on Friday. The reason I was there was due to it (Grammar) being the school that Arthur Gordon McCrae attended between 1894-1898. Following 5 handshakes and many smiles all round (ouch ... the lip!)- I then was offered a cup of coffee that I proceeded to spill down the front of me due to the sudden shock of the hot cup touching you know what ... OH GOD COULD IT GET ANY WORSE? ... at least I was lucky that I had a tissue.

Like my meetings later with the members of the McCrae family and the journalist, we discussed many things about Arthur and the school, my journey with the reasearch for the novel, the launches in the United Kingdom, Australian and the United States and the ways in which some people find the story most incredible... and even some doubt it all. Nonetheless, time will tell and this is what I have learned from the offerings of this week...

I have always tried to look on the brighter side of life and at no stage do I boast about myself as an individual becuase as far as I am concerned - it is not about the achievements of my past - it is about what I do today and the excitement of my tomorrows. Like Arthur, I have not lead an 'ordinary life' and at some stage I will write about it. But someone else said it better and it makes me realise that everything will be alright...

'The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.'

Yeah... once again thanks Eleanor Roosevelt... you really are an inspration.

Have a nice week everyone

Peace
Steven

ps the other thing I learned - don't open plastic packets with your mouth!!

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Paris Vs New York? The Publisher, The Lawyer & The Publicist




There is always one question I ask people when I first meet them...

It's a question that I have asked for as long as I can remember and it's a question that surprises some, comforts others, annoys, challenges, mystifies, stupefies and can even strike a note of discomfort. But, it is my little way of sussing somebody out, as to their character and outlook in life...

I have gotten so good at asking the question that I don't even think about it before I meet someone - I just find an opportune moment and launch on in there.

What place do you prefer Paris or New York?

Generally, it's not the first question I ask because that would be slightly unfair and a tad rude on my behalf...I did, however, do it once - and boy it was certainly not an answer I expected nor wanted. In the end - it was the only thing we talked about and I was so tired after his hour long monologue of his dislike (I even think he used the 'H' word) of the French and the Americans - that I almost considered changing my question!!!

As you can imagine the answers, over the years, have become a study in themselves. If I were an analysts of such data I would have a field day...

In general...

I have been to both - they're great
- OK response!
I have been to both - New York is too big and the French are rude
- says narrow minded.
I have only been to Paris but I would like to go to NYC some time
- says adventurer.
I have only be to New York but not had an opportunity to visit Paris
- says unromantic.
I have not been to either
- says opportunity to come...

More about that later...

It's been a tad cold recently here in Melbourne and the heater has been on for most of the week. When I hear people grumble about it I try to ignore them for most times when I want to complain I think of my long since past friend, Arthur McCrae, and how he and almost 1700 others were cast off into the northern Atlantic early on the morning of 15th April, 1912.

I am very fortunate to have visited the Fairview Cemetery in Halifax Nova Scotia. My trip to Canada was the last leg of, what I have called, my 'Arthur Trips'. You see, Arthur McCrae really was ahead of his time. When he had finsihed at Sydney Grammar School he took a year off (GAP YEAR) before attending the University of Sydney. Furthermore, after completing his studies, he became a Working Holiday Maker; firstly to Africa then to Siberia.

I just had a thought - I wonder what the look would be or reaction received if the question I posed to new acquaintances - which do you prefer Africa or Siberia? tee hee...

Anyhow, over the years I have travelled to most of the stops on Arthur's journey and it has always inspired me to continue to search for information for facts and also, to wonder what it was like for him while expanding the story line of fictitious characters in the novel... it has always been exciting and, at times, I do feel his presence with me. Not in a hocus-pocus way - just times when a decision needs to be made about something in the novel - I would often ask - What would you do, Arthur?

So, it was with this in mind that my week commenced with three serparate meetings regarding the novel. I met with potential publicist, my lawyer and the potential publisher(grrrrr!). As previously written I have taken on a business manager who travels all over the world and is someone whom I know has my best interests at heart. But it was now time to close a potential deal with a publisher and also take on someone who would represent me with/in the media.

All three got the same question... At three different meetings - Which would you prefer Paris or New York?

And I received three very different responses....

The Publisher.

The one thing I have learned over time about the publishing house industry is... they are up there with banks! It is unfair for me to mention names when I speak in the negative because my mother always told me that should I have nothing nice to say that I was to say nothing at all.

The deal that was on the table was one, in which, I was to sign away my rights to the novel, potential movie and other various media...and in return I would get 8% cut of 30% of the RRP (rec retail price) - hmmmmmmm -

How did I know what response I would get to my question? The response was sharp and to the point - 'Hate visiting Paris and the New York is not the same as it use to be!'



The Lawyer.

My lawyer is one of those old school people who is my age; married with kids and quite serious with everything he does. His wife, also a lawyer, is a mirror image of him. Their children are going to be exactly the same and the share price for Country Road, Ralph Lauren and Burberry will continue to remain firm.

He (Tom Lawyer) had a card up his sleeve... and that was the one thing that every author wants to have at a meeting regarding the offer from one of the BIG PUBLISHING HOUSES ... that being a counter offer from another publishing house!

Once again, I thought I knew what my response would be from Tom Lawyer and it was exactly what I expected until the final comments about Paris - Q. Do you prefer Paris or New York - A. I visited New York once when I was doing some research, had a good time. Took my wife to Paris after our wedding - and then said with a laugh - 'we did not see much of Paris'... ( Go Wild Tom!) - then again - they are paid to be serious! ... tee hee!

And then ... finally

The Publicist.

A mutual friend had recommended to me that a certain person by the name of Jillian Bowen was 'YOUR' ie 'MY' type of publicist.

I was happy to meet her following several email back and forth regarding stopovers in Tasmania and family shorthorn cattle trips to Dubbo. This week was it...we planned to meet.

We really did hit it off well for a business meeting. She was extremely professional and her demeanour was one of getting to know the client before making a commitment to them...

But it was her response to THE QUESTION that made me realise that I was on the right track...

New York V's Paris???

Without so much as a moment hesitation... her response ...

'I go to New York for my head and Paris for my soul'

I had found my publicist and also ... a new friend...

btw - What do you prefer Paris or New York?

Have a good week everyone and thanks for your email...

Regards Steven

Today's Post will be up late Sunday Afternoon...come back later!

Saturday, June 7, 2008

A Nobody, A Book & Ten Thousand of His Closest Friends...





Just off Toorak Road in South Yarra I am doing some writing in one of my favourite cafes; a place I have been frequenting for the past four years. It's coffee is made well, the staff are friendly and in winter, no matter what the weather is like outside of the congenial and smallish establishment, the room is always 'warm' with feeling. Well almost always ...

Like all good life experiences (and novels for that matter) there is often an occasional lesson to be learned, conflict to be overcome and a sense of humility that can be fostered.

I was organising my week, jotting some notes, planning for my catchup with screen play writers and sending an sms to my business manager re: the publishers(grrrrrr!), when I saw this woman get up from her table and I heard her snap gruffly, 'It's a bit bloody cold in here!' Furthermore, she dramatically threw her arms around her body as though she had just taken a dose of strychnine!

This action would not have been of interest had I not see her behaviour (some members of my year one class had more maturity) - AND ALSO - that I was wearing my ipod at that time listening to the dance version of 'Big Girls Don't Cry' (how appropriate ... tee hee!) and I could still hear her infantile howl.

Now... I have a sense of loyalty to the ten or so cafes that I have attended assiduously because as I wrote before, I have been frequenting them over the past four years. To have someone whom I have never met criticise the place, really got on my goat and it is only moments like this (and perhaps also on a dance floor at 3:32am) that the rational side to my character appears to desert me...OH GOD!!!

SHUT UP RAFTER...

Don't do it...

please don't...

So, looking over my collection of classic literature and my journal, I say rather pragmatically - 'Hmmmmmmmm' just loud enough for her to hear...

I SO WISHED I HAD NOT...

because...

I am sure she may have caused herself an injury (further adding insult to her temperature situation!)when at the end of my foolish, improper, indecorous, imbecilic and just plain DUMB comment she swung around in my direction...

The glare could not have been worse than the feeling of a thousand knives all thrown at the same time (well metaphorically speaking I would hope) - My goodness was she angry... and not just at the temperature... or lack there of. I was now the subject of her wrath.

I can confirm that it was certainly with no amount of humility or concern for my well being that she asked, 'What's your problem?'

Put simply - this was not a very nice situation in which I found myself. Literally being in the proverbial 'corner', I did what any sane person would do... I grabbed for my heart and pretended that I was about to have a heart attack... No, I am only kidding...tee hee!

No, I stood my ground in a rather unconventional way...

I looked her straight in the eye and said...

'A problem, fair lady, that I did not have until your rather brusque verbalisation as to your level of discomfort beseecheth me'

You should have seen the look on her face... (priceless) I just smiled.

She stormed out the door leaving her 'stuff' at her table and I looked at the waitstaff who burst into laughter.

Moments later - the door flung open and she was standing alone in all her glory... in a full length fur coat...

The look on my face was equal to that of hers to my ridiculous comment.

Obviously, some people feel the cold but it appeared a bit over the top considering we were indoors in Melbourne, Victoria; not in a open cattle carriage of a train bound for some town in northern Siberia!

She just smiled and resumed her seat.

My song had finished - but it did actually give me an idea - because the sms that I had just sent my Business Manager was regarding my lack of 'collateral' for doing the 'bidding' with the publisher (grrrrr!)because ... I am, in the literary world, ... 'A Nobody'

More about Ms Unhappiness in a minute...

I return home and I set up a 'Group' on Facebook called, 'Can't Wait for the Launch of '209 A Story'' ...

DING ... DING ... DING...

Within three seconds I had 3 people join and within 5 days I have 500 people in the group ... and it continues because I am determined to have 10 000 people on the group by the time of my meeting on Friday - (sideline... OMG - I JUST HAD A THOUGHT - what happens if Ms Unhappiness works for my Publisher! tee hee!).

My rationale is this - there are approximately 60 million people on Facebook - we are all connect by less than 6 degrees of separation and if I ask my 100 friends to ask ten of their friends to join - and then I ask those people to find 10 people - BANG ... 10k by Friday... all people wanting to know about Arthur's Story... SWEET! Then the publishers(grrrrrr!) will have to think more of me than just being a NOBODY!

So, if you read this and you want to join my group - please do so...(again... another sideline OMG - what happens if Ms Unhappiness is sent a request to join the 'Group' and reads this blog??????)

Finally, Ms Happiness is one of those people who scare me. In this life I think it is about realising that day to day life is often presented with difficulties - that is why it is called 'life' and not 'death'. I want to say a 'THANKYOU' to her because apart form the possibility of her reading this, her action of going over the top with her full length fur inspired me to go over the top with my attempt to make sure that when I approach the 'difficulties' of the meeting later this week with two people across a desk - I will at least know that I, Steven Rafter, have ten thousand others standing behind me wishing the best of luck...

Thanks people... Have a good week

Cheers Steven

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Blue&Gold, Old School Ties & A Complete Pain in the ... Back!

Currently sitting here with an icepack on my back in the wee hours while trying to work on my blog for this week. I already have my 'lesson for the day' prepared - and it is ... 'sometimes things don't turn out exactly as you plan'.

This past week I was to meet up with my accountant, have a meeting with representatives of a well known Publishing House (Grrrrrr!) to get sign off, be in Sydney for most of the week to meet with members of the McCrae Family, fly back to Melbourne for Thursday to meet with a potential Publicist, get the groceries, clean the flat, go to gym, catch up with two sets of friends and finally, have one more phone hook up with an editor in the United States.

I meet with my accountant and now I am back in Melbourne and I was too busy to notice that it had rained (yeah, go figure)and Steven ends up in that ever graceful motion of saving ones self from falling to the floor at the entrance of the supermarket... and that is when it happened... my entire week changed.

...

I had no idea how putting one's back 'out' can debilitate one for days and the pain is quite excruciating. However, there are lessons to be learned and if one takes all that is thrown at one in any situation (ie bad week) with an amount of good humour and optimism for a better time (owwwwhhhh! - i just had to move.) there comes these special 'moments' that would never have occured had your week turned out 'just as you planned, tickerteeboo'.

More about that later...

When I started writing '209 A Story', I used various points of reference to create plot, story line, setting and character interest. It has been an extremely slow process, as month after month each character comes to life and each of their individual stories manifests into an interesting connected plot.

But how, and from where, does all the information originate?

Obviously the interenet is a wonderful resource and I often wonder how we ever did without it ... OR EVEN MORE HORRIFYING... how can anybody survive without the interent... hmmmm

In regards to Arthur McCrae, obviously the first point of contact was various members of the McCrae family. Sydney Grammar School and the University of Sydney were extremely helpful but obviously when trying to obtain information about past students there is an issue of privacy involved. So it was up to me to use a certain amount of poetic licence to kick it all along.

So, I called the Toowoomba Grammar School in Queensland. Grammar is one of the largest boarding schools for boys, steeped in history, with many famous old boys and one of the nine Greater Public Schools in Australia. I had spent my secondary school years there before I went on exchange to school at Winchester, England.

I was very happy to speak with Mrs Judith Gillies, who has been working the front desk of the school - and providing thousands of young men of the 'Blue & Gold' with a warm smile and motherly advice for over fifty years... she knew exactly what I needed ... and one copy of 'Still Playing the Game' (JK Winn 99)- the official history of the Toowoomba Grammar School since 1875 was being sent to me here in Melbourne...

WOW! I had no idea that that TGS history would need such an enormous book... I laughed - it was massive and, I might add, extremely heavy. I also had a giggle when I saw my name in the index of the book- hmmmm -My First Index. But it was more the company, in which, I saw my name that made me laugh - with the likes of Sir Harry Chauvel (Australian General who lead the Light Horse Brigade), Alan Jones, Sir Bori Kidu, Generals, Judges of the High Court, Opera Singers, Professors at Columbia and Harvard, Wallabies, Aussie Cricket Players, etc ... wow - and I had not even done much at that stage of my life apart from inviting members of the Royal Family to visit the school and having gone back there as a teacher.

OUCH.... steven now returns icepack to freezer... be back in ten minutes as I am currently walking like a quadruped...

tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... back...

After many days of reading the life of the school 1890 - 1905, I was armed with a sound understanding of what life was like for the boys during this period and what I discovered was that it was not unlike my own time at the school almost 100 years later... and having also experienced boarding school in the United Kingdom, it has provided a solid foundation for the school day story line of Arthur... and of course re-reading 'Tom Brown's School Days' did not hurt either.

That is one example of how I compiled information for this book.
1. Used what knowledge and experience I already poses.
2. Made contact with people who may have some knowledge.
3. Surf the net - it provides some fascinating details.

Finally, maybe sometimes things don't go to plan and you have these 'experiences' that you really do not want... but ... as I wrote before - re: optimism creates special moments... well, had I not put my back out - I would not have stopped at Christchurch on the way home as my back was literally killing me and I needed to sit down...

After taking my rest for a short while I looked up ... and there on the wall a plaque dedicated to the former Warden of the Chapel at Christchurch... one Sir Harry Chauvel who, I have since discovered, lived in South Yarra after he completed his time in Gollipoli in 1919... and of course after doing his time with the Blue & Gold at Grammar - Fedelis in Omibus!

Thankyou for your email and I hope I have been able to answer your question Joe from Bath and I'll let you know as soon as the book is available.

Have a good week everyone

Cheers
Steven

Saturday, May 24, 2008

209 & Sex & the City...





As I sit here sipping from my City Series Starbucks coffee cup, (bought on the corner of 8th & 16th streets) and overlooking the rooftops of the Edwardian Cottages of South Yarra, Melbourne, I begin to wonder... What does the launch of '209 A Story' and the premiere of the new Sex & the City movie have in common?

More about that later...

Firstly, wow - I am a tad surprised at the level of interest in my blog. When a publicist friend of mine suggested the best way to commence the marketing of '209 A Story', in this 'new technological age', was to create a blog... I must have had a vacant look on my face because she asked me if I knew what a 'blog' was? Did I tell her I was a writer??????

In the past, I have read blogs of others, which, in general, were the ramblings of the politically unsettled or the paradoxically insane, and I even had a blog of my own. At one point I was getting over five thousand hits per day ... at that stage, if I remember correctly, I was one of about 50k people around the world who 'blogged'. But, like so many other 'bloggers' my entire life was spent putting together my little cyber stories - AND - I was doing it on daily basis...

So the reason I was surprised at the interest is not because I did not know what blogs were - I just did not realise that they are still as popular as ever. The emails since last Monday are testament to that level of interest and now I will answer some of the questions posed this week...

Q. Is this a biography?
A. No, it's not a biography of Arthur (btw - that's him at the top of the blog!). It is a novel with a plot of intrigue, a certain amount of suspense and the ending that is not a simple matter of Arthur's jorney on TITANIC.

Q. Is your book like TITANIC the movie?
A. Hmmmmm - interesting email... simple answer is NOTHING LIKE IT... There will be no, 'Jack come back... J..a..c..k' and a loving couple hanging from the stern of a ship. Arthur McCrae obtained a degree at the University of Sydney (engineering) in 1903 - he travelled, firstly, to Africa where he worked in a mine and then made his way up to take a position as Assistant Mine Manager in Siberia, Russia. He was the first Aussie Working Holiday Maker! ...GO TEAM!

Q. When will the book be available?
A. Currently, this is being negotiated. I try to stay out of that as much as I can because the creativity of a author Vs the demands of a publishing house does not a happy author make! Put it this way - launch date in Australia is 8th April 2009, UK 21 March 2009 and the United States 21 June 2009. But, I gather there will be a website by then and you will be able to buy it over the Internet.

Q. Most interesting Fact Uncovered?
A. There have been many...but I think one of the most interesting discoveries was that Arthur was a descendant of the Dukes of Gordon ... and that family originally owned Balmoral Castle in Scotland from the mid 15th century till 1798. Currently, it is the private residence of the Queen. I wrote seeking permission to have the UK launch there. This has now been confirmed and will take place on 21 March at 6pm.

Q. When do I write?
A. Ask any writer - it is more of an obsession rather than just something you enjoy... so it happens at any time of the day and sessions can last anywhere from 1 hour to 14 hours... yes - it is abnormal and yes it is exhausting - BUT - when you construct interesting sentences from having an amazing affair with words - it is incredibly satisfying...

Q. Other characters in the novel?
A. The story has 4 characters. Obviously, Arthur is the main character - but there is also Charlotte, Ned and a modern day character named, Dabria Livingstone. Two of these characters meet, one becomes famous by default and another loses his life on the most famous ship ever to have sailed the seas. However, they are all intrinsically linked, in a way that becomes obvious as you read further into the novel.

An editor from New York said to me the other day - that he believed, '209 A Story' will be as big as the 'DaVinci Code' ... I think this is a big call but it was rather flattering. He read the draft and I was pleased with the response from him because what I have tried to do, in the novel, is to make it a 'page turner' - which,let's face it, every publishing house requires of a submitted manuscript.

3 Quick ones...
A.Yes, I have facebook-under my name-happy to add you as a friend if you want...
A.Currently reading the 'Picture of Dorian Grey' by Oscar Wilde...
A. I would have to say Melbourne is my favourite city in the world...

OK, finally - so what does the launch of '209 A Story' and the premiere of the new Sex & the City movie have in common? Well...hmmmmm... nothing really but I did, however, buy my coffee mug from the same Starbucks where Carrie Bradshaw sat when she was writing her column during the series...

Next week I want to write about the ups and downs of getting a publicist!

Have a good week.
Cheers
Steven

Sunday, May 18, 2008

The Email ...




Thank you very much for all the email. Almost 100 in the past 24hours - just to let you know that I will update this on a weekly basis (Sunday morning Australian time) and I will try and answer your questions next Sunday...

just a couple of quick ones ...

1. Yes - Updated weekly - tee hee - already covered that one...

2. Yes - Arthur was a real person - but the story I am writing is both factual and fictional. As you can appreciate, I have had to embellish certain situations to create an interesting novel. There are limited facts on the life of Arthur McCrae. Furthermore, it would seem hardly appropriate to write a novel about his life without making it an exciting adventure. If I have learned anything from members of his family and from documents they have sent to me etc, - he was far from ordinary. So, I will say from the outset - Yes, Arthur existed - Yes, a lot of what is written in this novel is true and I have uncovered some amazing facts. I have spent the past 4 years of my life working on it and now that I have finished my work - you, the reader, can discover which parts are real and which are not. It is a story - that is why I have called it '209-A Story'. To entertain the reader with, I hope, a style that is unique.

3. The image (above) is a photograph I took at the Fairview Cemetery in Nova Scotia in 2006. I was undertaking some reseach in New York and made my way up to Halifax to sit by his headstone and do some writing... I have tried my best to write in all settings around the world that appear in the novel. I do believe it has worked well...

4. The Characters - I will discuss other characters and plot on Sunday.

Finally, it's quite interesting when you have something that publishers want. About ten years ago, as a first time author, I had sent off a manuscript ... and was absolutely gutted when I got a 'thanks but no thanks'.

This time - it's a bit different ... for one of the supporters of this book, inparticluar, is someone who is a very important person in Australia. I feel extremely humbled by the experience of meeting this person and the help and guidance that they have supplied. They will not be revealed until the launch of the novel at which they will have a pride of place; and God willing - they will be able to attend the launches in the UK, Australia and in the United States ...

But I will write about that on Sunday.... thanks

Cheers Steven

Saturday, May 17, 2008

209 The Story of a Story...

Several years ago I started writing a novel about the only Australian who died on the RMS Titanic. His name was Arthur Gordon McCrae (b.1880) and the research I have undertaken to complete this novel has been an extraordinary experience.

My name is Steven Rafter and this is the information behind the build up to the launch of '209 A Story'...

I have traveled across the world, walking in the footsteps of Arthur McCrae. From the gates of Sydney Grammar School on College Street in Sydney, New South Wales to sitting next to his final resting spot at Fairview Cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia in Canada, this story takes in four continents, eleven countries and spans a total of one hundred and forty-three years. Arthur died at the age of 32.

By creating this web log I hope it will give you some interesting information in the lead up to the launch of the novel in March of 2009.

From the amount of questions I have had from people about the novel - I thought it would be better to make this information available for anyone who is interested in being up-to-date in the lead up to the launch of '209 A Story'.

Please feel free to drop me an email if you would like to do so. Thanks for your interest and I hope you enjoy the book.

Cheers Steven