Dear Friends,
Welcome to the
Tales from the Other Railway minisite. Please wipe your feet.
Well, who'd have
thought it, eh? A whole minisite to myself. And it only took three years of pain, misery, grovelling, Writer's Block, confusion
and delay. Dangling a rare limited edition Megazord figure under our beloved admin's nose didn't hurt either (still in
its original packaging too).
There is no one
reason for Tales from the Other Railway's inexplicable existance, but rather several smaller, rather dull ones. First
of all, I love writing. Second of all, I love writing for baddies. Third of all, I love writing parodies. Fourth of all, while
there had been many parody stories written on the forum, there had been very few parody series. Fifth of all,
the revamped Thomas and Friends, I observed, provided enough material for a hundred such parodies, even more so than
the original seasons. Sixth of all, I was bored. Very, very bored.
By their powers
combined, an idea was sparked: Whatever happened to all the diesels, good or bad, who were rejected from Sodor after one story/episode
and never seen again?
They went to the
Other Railway.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a series.
Seriously, have
you wiped your feet yet?
Looking at the
available characters, I knew there were more than enough for a parody series about the diesels, an Anti-Steam Team if you
will. Diesel, the most prominent, would obviously be the Anti-Thomas, the surly star of the show; proud toffs Old Stuck-Up
and Bowler fitted the roles of the Big Engines like gloves; Spamcan was very similar to Stuck-Up in design and character,
so his blow-out and tantrum in his one RWS appearance inspired me to cast him as the gruff goods engine; Derek was too jolly
pleasant to bastardize, so I played up his 'teething troubles' and made him the one genuinely nice (if totally wussy) engine
in the fleet; and Pip and Emma, well, they're girls, in't they? All would work under the command of the Anti-Fat Controller,
a cheap, grubby weasel of a man who'd sell out his own mother for a drinkable bottle of scotch - Sir Wyatt Fronts, the Thin
Git.
With the core cast
in place, it was time to write the stories themselves, and hoo boy, is that every easy. Take a pre-existing Thomas story,
turn the plot completely upside-down, play Mad-Libs with the character names, throw in a few random swear words, some obscure
pop culture references and bish bash bosh, one parody ready for posting. Plagerism, kids: it's a publisher's best friend!
The first series,
released in 2007, was met with a modest reception, no thanks to being released at the same time as Lady Hatt's autobiography,
Top Hatt: The Controller Behind the Controller. It wasn't until the 2008 audio adaptation of A Very Unmerry Other
Railway Christmas that people began mistaking my crude warblings for something half-decent. A second series later that
year proved even more successful, attracting even more attention and pummelling Jem Cole's 101 Things I've Cooked In My
Traction Engine in the Waterstone charts. The release of the audio exclusive Diesel and the Steam Engine in 2009,
as well as a third set of stories a few months later, cemented Other Railway's position as the single greatest human
endevour in the entire history of the multiverse.
Yes, that includes
Octopus's Garden.
Now it's 2010;
scripting of a new audio play begins around May time, a fourth series is scheduled for later in the year and I've got a lovely
minisite to rule over like a drunken god. Speaking of which, you peasants have taken up enough of my time. Scrub your filthy
pauper shoes of yours and go wander round the rest of my kingdom. Yeah, don't think I didn't notice that dog muck by the Character
Profiles button. Disgusting.
Fare thee well
and bugger off!
The Author.
