A Rather Open Update-Rant on the Huge Ever Growing Pulsating Janapar

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Running through the dunes

No, I’m not selling anything. I know almost everyone who reads this blog has seen Janapar now.

I’d just like to share a selection of the more interesting, challenging and downright bizarre things that have happened since we released the film one year ago.

The first thing that happened, at 9am on November 27th 2012, was that most of you bought Janapar and watched it. We received a lot of fantastic feedback and took a strong first step towards paying off the (considerable) costs of the film (no, we haven’t finished doing that yet).

The second thing that happened, a few days later, was that we received our first slice of nastiness. I remember it well; an email from someone whose identity I’m legally bound to keep anonymous. Let’s call him Barry. Barry emailed to say there was a glitch in the film at 29 minutes in and could we look into it? We obliged, there was no glitch and then we realised that what Barry was actually doing was taking the piss out of our non-linear storyline.

“I suggest you needed [sic] a more skilful continuity director,” lilted Barry in a further piss-taking email. “I may amuse myself by re-editing.”

Yes, that’s right. Barry contacted me directly to let me know he was considering chopping up four years of my life, my wife, and two years of unpaid work on the biggest passion project of my life. For his own personal amusement.

That was when I discovered that when you stick your head above the parapet you’re going to get a few pot-shots coming your way. The anonymous arena of the Internet allows certain tortured people to indulge their most spiteful and unpleasant urges with absolutely no concept of how it might feel to be on the receiving end. It is the perfect consequence-free environment.

More unpleasantness soon arrived from Justin, who contributed a whopping £5 to the book’s Kickstarter campaign for an eBook and then assumed that both my project and my character wouldn’t mind being measured publicly and solely against his own exacting personal standards.

“The author tries to relay the message that he changed… from an uncaring, thoughtless whiny bloke into a person of understanding, tolerance and character. Unfortunately… he accomplishes none of this and just adds arrogance to his repertoire,” he wrote, with understanding and tolerance.

Justin is his real name, which he won’t mind me posting since he used it to share his full account of how disappointed he was in my work, life and personality with the world on Goodreads.

(Yeah, thanks for the unconditional support, Justin. That’s just what we value most from our backers.)

So I pressed the wrong buttons with a couple of disturbed, vocal individuals. Big deal, right? I had forty-whatever nice reviews and this video to make up for it. And, as another author later said, better getting 5‑star and 1‑star reviews over loads of 3‑star reviews, which just means you wrote a tragically average book that didn’t really say anything to anyone.

Except that the maths didn’t match with the reality. It seemed that the psychological effect of a handful of negative reviews massively outweighed the positive feedback. It took Roz Savage (who’s been there, done that, and then some with her first book) to point out the obvious: I’d done and created something I truly believed in, and no judgement-sniper would ever change that. “To create is much braver and more difficult than to destroy.” Having done plenty of destroying in my time too, I’ll have to concur.

I set off around the country to share Janapar in real life. Lots of blog readers got in touch and set up local screening events. The story took on a life of its own and the themes of personal adventure and following your own path through life were delivered. Standing up afterwards to answer questions, I felt as though I was speaking for anyone who’d made themselves the guinea-pig in their own experiment and tried their damndest to draw a conclusion or two from the results.

Emails started coming in bearing news of people who’d seen the film, read the book, thrown off the shackles and followed suit in their own unique way. The most memorable came from Gary, who’d left a crap job in Lancaster, cycled to Georgia, met a girl, got married, reinvented himself as an English tutor in Tbilisi and now had a baby on the way. Many more stories came in that had nothing to do with cycling at all but nevertheless expressed the realisation that an adventurous life was there waiting to be grasped and lived — the same realisation I’d had back in 2006 while poring over the Adventure Cycle Touring Handbook and the tales of people like Al Humphreys and Rob Lilwall. And that’s why we share stories.

The odd negative outburst still popped out, but it began to seem that they said more about the correspondents in question than anything else. They were sometimes comic.

“Just text and some small drawings,” wrote a 1‑star reviewer of the paperback book after having read only one chapter.

Erm… what?

(I noted that the same reviewer did however give 5 stars to the Downton Abbey DVD box-set, which added considerable context to his comment.)

The events were fun. I visited more places in the UK in a month than I’d done in the previous 29 years, and met more cool people. We paid off all the credit cards we’d maxed out to finish the film and started chipping away at the rest of the budget.

The events were also knackering. Utterly, utterly emotionally draining. I started sitting outside venues while the film played. Who wants to relive the most traumatic moments of four years of their life, over and over again, night after night, no matter how important they believe the themes of the story that contains them?

Scary amount of fast moving water and garbage

Eventually I escaped. To Iran. I almost drowned trying to packraft a swollen river alone. I did plenty more, too, during the two months I was there. Not a word of my most challenging and personal journey yet has ever been published, and nor will it ever be. There is a time for keeping things back for yourself, even if your purpose in life is to share, facilitate and inspire through storytelling.

In Iran I realised that there will always be compromises in everything one chooses to do. Ideals are just that. The reality of life on your own terms — which includes equally adventures and creative projects — is exposure to the new and unexpected, the need to react quickly, to think big and small together. It requires a level of perspective difficult to maintain. I had burned out through investing too intensely in something too emotional. Whatever the future of Janapar, it would need to be contained and managed in order not to become a source of regret, and to allow it to continue carrying the messages with which James and I had originally saddled it.

Before the release, those messages had lain dormat for a year while we’d searched for a film festival to premiere them. The launchpad of Raindance 2012 has since got us invited to dozens more such celebrations of storytelling, including some that rejected us the previous time round. The film has now screened on 6 continents. It’s screened in Antarctica at the Amundsen-Scott South Pole Station. At the World Domination Summit in Oregon. In a tiny bike shop in Sheffield. In the mountains of Bulgaria. And in dozens of other places too.

And in the very near future the story of Janapar is going to escape the grasp of those who created and lived it. It’s on the files of a broadcast agent and a digital distributor. I would do well to forsake the idea of a real, personal connection with all the unsuspecting individuals who will end up as future audience members. Their connection will only be with the world created during the 79 minutes of the film. There is no point getting melancholy; I’ve served the people closest to the project (you) as faithfully as I can, and there’s a growing gulf between my life today and the ever more distant story that continues to be told on ever more distant screens.

It is with faith in the power of storytelling and in the universal messages contained within Janapar that we’re going to let it loose. It will continue to live its own life; to spawn its own adventures. These things that happened to some hapless bloke from England might just prompt a few more folk to take up the reins of adventure. Discover more. Understand more. Then come home and set about making their own contribution to the world a slightly more balanced and — dare I say it — better one. That’s all I really want. (That, and paying off the rest of the budget!)

The first step in this process is making the project a little more widely available. In real terms, this means relaunching the Janapar website with a streaming option and re-releasing the DVD on Amazon. Both of these things are happening today.

If you endorse the values I promote through this blog and through Janapar, and you’d like to get involved, there’s going to be a big push early next year when the film becomes available on some well-known global platforms. When the time comes, I hope that you’ll join me and participate in the word-of-mouth, the micro-storytelling, that’s got us this far both online and off.

If you’re looking for something to do today, an honest review of the DVD on the new Amazon page would work wonders for bringing it to new people. (Even if you’re a Barry or a Justin and you give it 1 star. Who am I to silence you?)

That’s it. No pitch. I’m off to plan another escape to Iran.

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11 responses to “A Rather Open Update-Rant on the Huge Ever Growing Pulsating Janapar”

  1. Hi Tom,
    Been following you for the last six months or so whilst I decide what to do with the heady combination of new recumbent trike and retirement.
    Your blog and the excellent links are a fantastic resource which unfortunately continue to distract me from training! (not just ANY excuse!)
    Anyway this message is to say thanks, keep up the good work and, although his reading list is not exactly edifying, by the weird convolutions of weblinks, Justins’ comments have introduced me to the Goodreads website! I really hope that apostrophe is in the right place or I may be going straight to hell…

    1. I look forward to hearing what you get up to on the recumbent trike!!!

  2. Gareth Edwards avatar
    Gareth Edwards

    Many years ago I wrote a humorous piece — poking fun at some ways in which I’d observed short cuts being applied to the things that we do, and offering a sarcastic “rationale” for doing them — which my professional journal duly published. I got 2 reviews — one loved it, let’s have some more humour in our rather dry magazine, the other one was totally outraged — I was leading our impressionable students astray by writing such nonsense…

    Keep up the good work!

    I rarely read a piece of yours without thinking “I disagree with that” in some shape or form several times, but I defend to the death your right to say it, and I look forward to being provoked again whenever you can get yourself back to a typewriter.

    1. Thanks Gareth 🙂

  3. chriszanf avatar

    As Roz Savage said, “To create is much braver and more difficult than to destroy.”

    There is a quote from Jean Sibelius that echos that even more succinctly: “Never pay any attention to what critics say. Don’t forget there has never been a statue set up in honor of a critic.”

  4. Thanks for all of the encouragement, folks. Thankfully it’s going to take more than a few vitriolic haters to stop me doing what I believe in!

  5. Too right screw the negavibes Tom, people who are frightened to act on their desires and chase even their smallest dreams tend to lash out anyone they see doing something they resent themselves for not doing, I always figured it’s some form of projection of their self loathing. I only found your website less than a week ago when i was looking for advice on long distance cycling and camping, since then i visit regularly and bought your book today so you must be doing something right. Thanks for the extra inspiration, i will be taking your book with me on my first adventure a mini expedition into the lake district once the rest of my few bits of kit arrive, lots to learn and what better than a bit of British winter to ease me into things

  6. What Roz Savage is very true: “To create is much braver and more difficult than to destroy.” However, I feel that this extends to everything in life. It doesn’t matter whether you create art or try to cure all human sickness / sadness / disease, there will always be someone who tries to knock you down to make themselves feel bigger and better.

  7. Brilliantly written blog post Tom!

    You gave your naysayers longer shrift than I would give mine which would only require 2 words and 7 letters.

    Keep on creating!

  8. Tom, the naysayers don’t matter. I’ve written several published books, and loads of magazine articles. I’ve published other pieces on-line. Heck, I’ve even held political office. There are always people who take pot shots. If there’s anything constructive in the criticism, I think, “Thank you.” When it’s just nastiness though, I realize that it says more about them than about me. From where I sit, you’re living your life, doing real deeds and writing about them. That takes balls. What have your critics accomplished that allows them an opinion?

  9. For what it’s worth. I loved everything about Janapar. Of particular note was how you managed to pin some of the emotions and opions that rattle around in my brain that until now I’ve not been able to really articulate. The unflinchingly introspective nature of the project is what makes it awesome in my opinion, and I can also see how that kind of honesty isn’t for everyone.

    A musician friend of mine once said in relation to a particularly vitriolic review “if nobody hates you, you’re not doing it right!” Words I live by these days…

    Keep up the awesomeness anyway.

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