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Tales of an Aspiring Ex-Pat


Guest Post by the author of Production Values, Liv Bartlet
(Wherein Liv, the crazed anglophile, waxes poetic about life, and…stuff.)
Ah, London.
Home of my heart.
And, given my current address stateside: A one-sided fantasy romance. Hmm, is it possible I know a little about fantasy romances and the elusive nature of too-grand dreams? Is it possible this is all really about Production Values? (I’m so sneaky!)
I’ve been an Anglophile for so long that I sometimes forget who I’m supposed to root for when I listen to the Hamilton soundtrack. (Go George! Wait…which George? The king or the general…whose side am I on again?)
This weekend, my anglophilia is on high alert because of all things Royal Wedding. The dress! The hats! Beautiful old Windsor Castle! Grand St. George’s Chapel! The wedding singer who didn’t perform Abba! Ralph Vaughan Williams music all over the Order of Service! This guy in patriotic regalia!


I’m not an armchair Anglophile, though. I did go to London once. (Twice, if you count that one time when I was 12 that my parents let us spend a day in London and then immediately took us off camping in Scotland for the rest of the 2-week vacation. But that’s a whole ‘nother story.)
In case you didn’t know, Production Values owes its existence to a 10-day whirlwind trip to London. I/we/Becca and Sarah (it’s very confusing to be two people) were writing a different book—well, a TV series—that still hasn’t come to light. However, as we did the single-girls-covered-in-clotted-cream thing and swore we’d move to London immediately, we discovered that the series behind the series mattered more. We wanted to tell the story of two best friends who tried to take Hollywood by storm—the book that has become Production Values.

After London, our lives have taken some odd turns. Becca got married and can’t seem to resist adding living things to her family (cats, dogs, kids, tenants—Becca will take you in!) and Sarah settled into life in radio. Royal weddings and streaming The Graham Norton Show are the closest we ever get to the “let’s move to London and do all the things” dream.


Which is crazy…because we usually do what we set out to do. Hey, that’s life, right?—unpredictable and a little quirky, like my favorite photo of Big Ben above. Life is confusing and full of directions you can’t quite figure out. But that’s the wonderful thing about life—all those unexpected turns you make along the way. And no matter if you end up at the dream or take a curve into the mundane, life will always take you by surprise.
That’s the message I hope to send when I write. But maybe you’ll learn something else.

That’s okay—you’re on your own journey. The directions for mine won’t help you much.


Guest Post

Is Time Travel Really Possible?

Guest Post by David Impey @david_impey1

Before answering this, I would like to clearly define what ‘Time Travel’ is – because the term does seem to be open to interpretation, particularly by certain physicists who want to sound interesting.

‘Time Travel’ should be the ability to move at will from the present to a different point on the space-time continuum and then – and this is the crucial bit – return back to the present from whence one had departed.

This is a crucial point because Professor Brian Cox, TV Physicist, keyboardist with D’Ream and generally decent bloke suggested that time travel – in a forward direction – is quite possible such that one could pop by a black hole and, thanks to time dilation effects, short-cut anything upwards of 25 years (also see the film ‘Interstellar’ for a working example of this).

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The problem with this is, whilst you have personally experienced little in the way of time passing and you still look youthful, all those you left behind have aged considerably or died off altogether. That situation is then something you’re stuck with; you can’t go back. So that, for me, isn’t time travel. It is, however, a one-way ticket.

There have been instances of time travel popping up in the mainstream media recently. These include photos of Edwardian ladies with iPhones and a bloke called Noah who says he is from the year 2030 who really, really knows what’s going to happen in 2021 (nothing much, to be honest) and is a bit depressed because he can’t get back home to his Google Glasses and his self-driving car.


Then there’s the experiment Prof Stephen Hawking conducted when he threw a party for time travellers – the kind that like to pop back in time. He organised the room in Cambridge University, got caterers in to supply the Prosecco and Hoola Hoops and… waited. The following day he advertised the party knowing that anyone with a time machine would be able to decide that it might be a bit of a laugh and show up. The fact that nobody did suggested to Prof Hawkins that there are no time travellers and time travel doesn’t exist.

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Credit: Stephen Hawking

There are a couple of flaws with this. Firstly, scientifically, you can’t prove a negative; you can only demonstrate the lack of a result, but that is not conclusive. Secondly, anyone with a time machine is likely to be smart enough not to fall into as obvious a trap as that one! Thirdly, if Prof Cox is correct and only forward time travel is possible, then Prof Hawking should have publicised his party the day before he held it. The result might have been rather different!


David Impey is the author of ‘The October Men’, his first novel due out on March 20 2018, which considers what the effects might be of the evidence of time travel and the knowledge that some individuals have been able to profit from it. More information on the novel can be found at: Conversely, you can follow David on Facebook at or Twitter @David_Impey1

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