So this is a post which I meant to post on Friday. And then I moved it forward a little. 'I'll post it then,' I thought. But then I didn't. Because reasons. So now I'm posting it late. Oh well ... Do you ever have moments of 'Squee!'? I do. And I did last Friday… Continue reading The Proof has come – and I have proof!
Tag: writing
In Which I have a Guest
I have a guest. A guest on this blog. This is a very auspicious occasion. Ahem. With me, on this rain-drenched English morning, is Rachel Heffington, author of Anon, Sir, Anon - a cozy murder mystery set in foggy Northamptonshire. Join us as we talk of geckos, plotting and the Dreaded Writer's Block (in no… Continue reading In Which I have a Guest
-Edit-
Reforming sentences, scratching out words, replacing those words, staring at plot holes, attempting to fix those plot holes, despairing, hoping, enjoying ... and the cycle goes on. Editing. Wonderful, isn't it? I love it. I hate it. I'm a wonderful writer. I am a terrible writer, wallowing in typos and badly formed grammar. That sentence… Continue reading -Edit-
Short Tales from the Book of Me
"Huh?" I said, mouth agape. "Oh, didn't you know?" said Conscience. "You've got buckets of work to do." There was a pause. "And you're reading." --- Pizza. In Italy. In the mountains. In an Irish bar. The house special. As big as a cart-wheel. Delicious. More than delicious. Amazing. Nothing will beat it. An explosion… Continue reading Short Tales from the Book of Me
e is for endurance (of the writerly sort)
endurance is ... plopping your bottom down on that seat and staying there till you're done ignoring your bed also ignoring the weight of your eyelids which are. so. heavy. (because you are going to finish this chapter) putting one word in front of the other forcing your brain to cooperate turning your music up… Continue reading e is for endurance (of the writerly sort)
