When you first put pen to paper or finger to key, you might think it’s easy and there may be some of you out there who write novels the same way you gobble bacon, quick, no fuss, but for many of us it’s not a picnic in the park. Here is five things I’ve learnt through writing a novel.
I've just reached the end of my second draft. It will soon be time to get the red marker back out, contour the book like all those You-Tube make up tutorials I keep seeing. I am not a fan. Have to admit, I never thought I would be here, with a story and the novel … Continue reading Just Write.
Guest Blogging for the wonderful Abigail today, over at SideRealCatalyst. *Trigger Warning: suicide* The World On The Opposite Side. https://siderealcatalyst.com/2016/06/30/the-world-on-the-opposite-side-henrietta-ross-dcfc/
The double doors swung shut and I made my way out into the fresh air. I know it was 2008, that I remember, but what month, I don’t know. It was warm outside, people wore lighter clothing, shorter skirts, sleeveless tops, and men had their sleeves rolled up and suit jackets flung over their shoulders. I knew it would be hot, it had felt practically tropical inside, we had tried to open the grimy windows, but they would only open so far and the small amount we managed to wedge them open wasn’t enough to let any air in. It only added to the overriding sedation of claustrophobia that many of us experienced in their, we felt like battery hens packed in a crate waiting our eventual demise.
In the interview with Dave Rubin, Fry spoke about the renaissance, that lustrous time when innovative new ideas and uncensored free thought abounded in society.
I asked a question on social media the other day, do you call yourself a writer and if so, why and if not, why is that, what stops you brandishing your silky scribe and nailing your colours to the mast. Maybe the problem is if we call ourselves writers (or authors if we’ve published a … Continue reading Do You Call Yourself A Writer?
It’s been seven hours and fifteen days, since you took your love away. That is not strictly true, it has been three thousand, eight hundred and sixty four hours. Does that amount of time even register with you? Do you even care? It’s not like I even know where you are. You threw most … Continue reading It’s been seven hours and fifteen days, since you took your love away.
I can't imagine a man really enjoying a book and reading it only once.” C .S Lewis.
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