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I was trying to come up with a clever intellectual title for this page but then thought bollocks, if people wanted clever intellectual stuff they'd be reading Bret Easton Ellis (I don't fucking think...)
Anyway, this is me speaking to you, direct (well, sort of).
Want to ask me something? Click here.
Me again. Well, it's that time of year again...can't walk into a shop without hearing Xmas songs, adverts bombarding you with shit to buy and everyone wondering how the fuck they're going to afford everything...Merry Xmas...
And it's not even December...
Anyone agree with me that, yes, Xmas is a wonderful time of year but why does it have to fucking start in November? While wandering around Woolies listening to Paul bloody McCartney singing SIMPLY HAVING A WONDERFUL XMAS TIME on a loop be careful not to trip over the piles of fucking Creme eggs because you can bet your arse before you can say overdraft the shops will be gearing up for the next big festival.
And, just to remind us all that the season of hype has arrived what spews up on TV like the contents of a squeezed boil but another series of I'M A NONENTITY GET ME SOME WORK ON TV OR DOING ADVERTS...Yes, hopefully, ten (or however many it is) no-mark fuckwits will hopefully die long drawn out deaths somewhere in the arsehole of Australia while their agents spend the fees....
When is shit like this going to stop polluting our airwaves? Answer; Never. As long as people want to know what some grade Z dickhead is doing and magazines like HEAT, O.K. and HELLO flourish then I'll be left praying for nuclear holocaust....WHAT IS THE ATTRACTION?....How is it entertaining watching talentless wankers massaging each others egos? Why does anyone care what fashions Posh is wearing? Who gives a flying fuck what any privileged nobhead calls their fucking kids?
Kill them all.....
But, anyway, as you can tell, I got up in a really good mood (shame it wore off) so, I'll get on with answering the questions...
Jesus Christ...well, here I am at last...and I know you're all thinking "Yeah, and about fucking time"...
I'm not going to start giving excuses for not having answered your questions for so long but...no, bollocks, I am..
As usual it's been the combination of the same old things that have slowed me down for the last few sessions. Namely, working on next years novel, working on a couple of other things and, unfortunately, some ill health (mine and others). I know you couldn't give a shit about any of that though but what the hell, I'm back for the time being.
The first draft of the next novel is finished, you'll all be delighted to know. It's gone off to my agent to be torn to shreds and, probably by the time you read this, to be re-written.
It's called UNMARKED GRAVES and it's due out next July/August time in hardback.
There will be an extract posted on the site very soon (just a short one but one that might give a bit of a flavour of it..)
It's really a case of SSDD (same shit, different day) here I'm afraid.
I went out to do a bit of signing for DYING WORDS and many of you were good enough to come and see me in Birmingham. Thanks for that.
Many of you have bought and liked the book too which is great. A few people have told me it's the best thing I've ever written. Praise indeed...
I wish all of them flowed as easily as DYING WORDS did. The new one has been a real pain in the arse (a bit like HYBRID was) but hopefully, that won't come through in the writing. I'm sure you'll let me know if it does...
Just a few things before I get stuck into the questions...
I'm sitting here listening to SEETHER and their new album ONE COLD NIGHT. I discovered them through the DAREDEVIL soundtrack (the same as I did Evanescence). They've released two studio albums, DISCLAIMER and KARMA AND EFFECT and this new one is an acoustic live album. I was also lucky enough to see them at the Astoria in London a few weeks ago and they were excellent.
I can't recommend them highly enough.
At the pictures I've seen a few recently, oh, by the way, talking of films, someone in the last batch of questions accused me of being homophobic because I slagged off BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN...Give me a fucking break...I slagged it because I thought it was overrated, critic friendly shite..
Remember the fuss made of PHILADELPHIA a few years back? Same fucking thing... Shit film but it was thought to be "daring" because it was about AIDS...Wow, big fucking deal...
Hollywood is heavily populated by people who bat for the other side so obviously they're going to love that kind of subject matter. Personally, I think a film should be judged on its merits as a piece of cinema rather than its subject matter.
Just a thought...
Also, let me re-iterate, CRASH deserved to beat BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN to the oscars because....(drum roll)...it was fucking better..,o.k.? Good, pleased we sorted that out...
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, etc. ad infinitum...
I would have done an entire page of sorries like Jack Nicholson's "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" in THE SHINING but thought, no, can't be bothered.
You get the idea though. So, I'm sitting here listening to Korn typing this and feeling a right bastard for having neglected you wonderful bastards but I know you'll forgive me when you see the book I'm working on next year.
I haven't answered any guestions for bloody months and I won't make any excuses other than I've been snowed under with work, had a few things going on that I don't want to talk about and that's it.
Forgive me if you can.
If any of you bother to write to me again then I'll be more punctual with replies as from now (the date above...)
The other stuff you'll see is answers to older guestions but, hopefully, they'll do you for the time being folks.
I AM DOING EVENTS IN AUGUST...
Yes, yours truly will be on the road (fucking good job too, I here many of you shout, under a truck preferably...) so as many of you as possible will be able to have a go at me personally for not answering your gueries etc.
I'm appearing at BORDERS in CHARING CROSS ROAD in LONDON ON WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 2ND at about 7.00 I think (check the site nearer the time for details) for a talk and I'll be there for about two hours so bring all your stuff along to be signed.
I'm at WATERSTONE'S in BIRMINGHAM, on Wednesday 16th or Thursday 17th August for a talk, again for about two hours and again, bring all your stuff along for signing if you like.
I'm at the ESSEX LITERARY FESTIVAL on Thursday September 7th, once more for an event of some kind.
I'm also at Wormwood Scrubs, Wandsworth, Woodhill and Belmarsh Prisons in August but I'm not expecting to see any of you there... That's right, I'm doing a prison tour...Maximum and minimum security jobs. The SHAUN HUTSON BEHIND BARS TOUR 2006...I can't fucking wait.
I'll also be doing THE JAMES WHALE SHOW on TALKSPORT in August (two hours live on the air) when a date has been confirmed.
The dates of all the above are to be confirmed but they'll be on the site when they are and, as you'll all have guessed, this is to promote DYING WORDS. I'll also be doing a signing tour so there'll be signed copies lying around in shops around the country, a list of which will also be on the site when I let Graeme know what's going on.
So, I'll be talking about writing, films, short stories and my views on things that people want to know (and don't) and you can ask me any fucking thing you like.
I hope to see lots of you at these events. Others are being added daily and there'll be a list, complete with dates when it's all been arranged by my wonderful publicity girl, Clara.
So, until August...
Right, at long fucking last, I hear you all cry...where has the bastard been?
It's a long time since I updated your questions and I'm sorry for that. I've had some problems that none of you would be interested in that have slowed me down and, hey, guess what, I've been fucking ill too I still feel like shit but hopefully it's getting better now.
Anyway, enough belly-aching from me, I know that alot of you have got far worse problems and certainly didn't start reading this to hear me moaning... so I'll shut the fuck up...
Nothing much has happened since last time. Work. Work. Work. Liverpool in the F.A. Cup Final (got my tickets today). That's about it really.
I was watching THIS MORNING today before I wandered out to the office...Big mistake... They were interviewing fucking Jade Goody about her forthcoming book...Yes, that's what I said...her fucking autobiography. She's twenty five by the way so there must be lots and lots of interesting stuff in there...1 don't fucking think...
Jesus, what is wrong with this fucking country?... I used to think (many years ago) that talent was involved in the book business in some small way but boy, was I fucking
wrong... Publishers moan about not having enough money. Know why? Because they're slinging so much money at these Z-list twats and no-marks to write their autobiographies and their novels, fawning over them and pouring money into the publicity that they've got nothing left for the daft twats who actually attempt to produce decent books...
Do I sound bitter and twisted? Surely not. That's not like me?
Also, what puzzles me is who buys this shit? I recently did a signing tour (only stock signing, not sitting in shops signing so, no, you didn't miss me) and the latest volume of Jordan's autobiography was everywhere...
Having also forced myself (call it research..) to watch her and Peter Andre's series I honestly despair. As a very great and now sadly departed man once said, watching TV and reading the papers makes me want to wish for nuclear holocaust every fucking five minutes...
Anyone with talent making money, I don't have a problem with but refugees from BIG BROTHER or shit like that, people famous for being famous...give me a fucking break and, the worst thing is, I can only see it getting worse. The cult of the celebrity grows ever bigger...And people wonder why I wrote WARHOL'S PROPHECY...
Ah, well ...
I'm writing this listening to Jose Gonzalez album (no, honestly...). Good album. It's really calmed me down, can't you tell...
At the pictures I've seen a few films lately. CAPOTE was excellent. GOOD NIGHT AND GOOD LUCK was superb. And I was so glad to see that ARSEFUCK MOUNTAIN...oops, sorry...BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN didn't win best film at the Oscars. Very, very overrated in my humble opinion. If I want to see gay cowboys I'll rent out a Village People video...The only reason it won Best Director was because it was Ang Lee...still CRASH deserved the Oscar, it was a much better film anyway.
I thought the remake of THE HILLS HAVE EYES was tremendous. Much better than the original.
V FOR VENDETTA I thought was shite... HOSTEL was absolute dog shit...AN AMERICAN HAUNTING was boring... SILENT HILL was awful, so was the remake of THE FOG...while THE DARK, I thought, had a nice atmosphere to it but didn't really go anywhere.
It's amazing that the number of horror films just goes on and on and yet, as in years gone by, the trend doesn't spill over into books...I find that weird...but, as long as we've got serial killer novels from arsehole to breakfast time (one of my dad's sayings...) then horror will never be the force it once was...
Still, with the coming of the DA VINCI CODE film this month the book business will be scrabbling around trying to flood the market with conspiracy thrillers.
And, no, I'm not doing one...
That's the trouble, publishers never want the next original novel they just want something that's like something already tried and tested. The new 'Harry Potter', the new 'Bridget Jones'...Give me a fucking break...
This afternoon I'm off to see SQUIRM. When I first heard about it I thought it was a remake of the late 70's film about bloodworms. I mean, with remakes of THE OMEN and WHEN A STRANGER CALLS on the way it was an understandable mistake...more horror at the flicks then...
I saw a film the other week called ROLLIN' WITH THE NINES and I must say it's the best British film I've seen for ages. A good, tough, gritty, realistic crime picture (when was the last time you saw one of those... anyone answering LOCK STOCK AND TWO SMOKING BARRELS to that question is hereby banned from the site by the way...) Needless to say, it sank without a trace. A bit like KIDULTHOOD (fuck me, that was scary for me being a parent...) But then that seems to be the fate for good films, the better they are,the quicker they're replaced at the pictures by crap.
I'm going to see MISSION IMPOSSIBLE 3 tomorrow. I just hope it's better than the second one...
Anyway, back to books, i.e. mine...
I'm getting ready to start work on my next novel (for 2007). Again very different, themes I've never touched on before and, hopefully, as good as DYING WORDS which is out in August. I look forward to knowing what you all think of it.
I'm back. I finished the last batch of questions yesterday and thought, right, I'll try and do some work but all of you wonderful bastards decided to send me loads more to answer so, here goes...
By the way, I must pass on some rather wonderful news that Graeme (the keeper of the site and the Lord of all e-mails) has just told me and that is that the site is getting over 100,000 hits a month...
Fuck me...see what happens when the Government close down mental homes...
Seriously though, I am absolutely amazed/astonished/blown away/gobsmacked/grateful beyond belief for this. To anyone who has ever visited the site and, especially for you regulars or frequent visitors, I can only say thankyou.
It isn't me who should take the credit for the site you realize, it's Mr Graeme Sayer who organises, designs and sorts it, forwards the e-mails and generally does such a great job. So, round of applause for Graeme...
Now, I've just had an idea (which is unusual for me...), I've just answered the phone (after having to rush across the room to turn off Slipknot on the stereo..) and I was thinking, Slipknot call their fans their 'maggots'. I usually refer to you, my readers, (I hate the word fans, it gives the impression that there's a distance between you lot and me) as wonderful bastards so, if anyone's got any ideas about what my readers should be called then send in your ideas for names and I'll see if I can find one I like.
In fact, fuck it, we'll make a competition out of it...
Best idea wins a night out with me...(all good looking and not very choosy women will obviously be given a massive advantage ... just kidding...well, not really...)
No, I mean it. I'll come to your town/city/village/asylum or you can meet me in London, winners choice.
How's that? About time we had a fucking competition I reckon.
So, there's your task;
MAKE UP A GENERIC NAME FOR SHAUN HUTSON READERS
It'll also be mentioned in every successive set of my acknowledgements from 2007 onwards, as will your name if you win.
By the way, for any smartarses reading this, entries that say my readers should be called twats, idiots, dickheads etc. won't fucking count...(furthermore, I'll track you down and personally remove your kneecaps with a corkscrew...and no, that isn't second prize...)
There you go, can't say fairer than that can I? Runners up will get signed books, autographed bits of manuscripts etc. (or autographed bits of skin or something, who the fuck knows...)
Of course, if I don't like any of the suggestions then you can all fuck off and I'll carry on calling you wonderful bastards. Which you are.
Well, here we are again. Another new year...yeah, depressing isn't it...?
I hope you all had a wonderful Xmas and I hope everyone has a great 2006...
My Xmas was quiet, for what it's worth, four games for Liverpool in eight days meant I was driving around alot but, what the fuck...