Writing & Blogging

I need a break

I’m trying to write too many things at once. I’m trying to write my weekend post that’s spawning other ideas that I’m writing, and this story about some witches that I want to get done. And now I’m writing this post. I need a break. Everything’s turned so now now now when all I did […]

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Vertigo migraines, Work

I am my own employee

Having stress induced vertigo migraines got me thinking about stress and standing on my feet. In thinking about my feet I’ve drawn the conclusion that mine aren’t the ugliest in the world, and that my two littlest toes are cute. In thinking about stress I’ve determined that there’s lots of it. Some of it is […]

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Writing

A writer & tea — a solution to wasted effort

I need to get more clear glass mugs. I need to get rid of the porcelain ones and just stick to clear glass mugs. This is because I finish my cup of tea, carry on writing, and then I fancy a sip of tea and it’s empty! I only find out when I pick it […]

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Blogging

Lesson 11: Size matters — The power of length

Lesson 11 is all about size and how it’s used — sentence length not penis. Short, medium, long — I am to play with my sentence lengths while composing my response to this question: Tell us about the home where you lived when you were twelve. Which town, city, or country? Was it a house or […]

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Blogging

Lesson 10: Happy (insert special occasion here)! — Eh?

Contrary to my assumption, lesson 10 isn’t ‘pick a date and celebrate!’ “Happy (insert special occasion here)!” — just screams food, doesn’t it? The brief says: Tell us about your favorite childhood meal — the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory. […]

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Blogging

Lesson 09: Point of view — The naked bear

Lesson 09 is this: A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene. Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the […]

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Blogging

Lesson 07: Give & take — the writer & the researcher

Lesson 07 asks I contrast 2 things (people, objects, emotions, places, whatever) in dialogue. 2 opposite things, compared. A conversation. The writer & the researcher “You really should be helping me write this post,” the writer said. “I’m researching it,” the researcher replied. “No, you’ve got us on YouTube watching Top Ten Facts videos.” “Well we’re not now and […]

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Death, Writing

Describing grief — very hard

Grief is very hard describe. My main character in Kill The Killer (So I Did) is bereaved and his grief doesn’t flow onto the page easily. And so it shouldn’t. Just because Julian’s grief is fictional it doesn’t make it any less important, any less consuming, any less personal. It is just as real as […]

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Writing

Distract from distraction

It helps, when you write, if you (well) write. For some reason investigating the turbulent history of cat memes doesn’t write a story — I don’t know why, it’s just true. It’s also true that singing and dancing doesn’t write a story, no matter the tune — again, I’ve no idea why, it’s just the truth. […]

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Writing

Follow your timeline

It helps, when you write, if you follow your timeline. You’ve got your story where this and that happens at certain times on particular days, and you’ve got to get there so you fill in with background and pertinent details, and it just helps if you know how much time you need to explain away. I realised […]

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Writing

A writer’s New Year in March

For the sake of getting a scene right, it was New Year last night in my house — Auld Lang Syne on repeat for hours and I still don’t know the bloody words. I even celebrated at midnight, popped streamers, a clinked Earl Grey with my reflection. All this to kill the character on the very […]

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Writing

The excuse of a writer

Like every good writer when I set my mind to a task I see it through to the end. Unfortunately, it isn’t the book but the post manual is coming along great! It’ll soon be finished, though, so I’m in the looking for a new excuse — dread the thought I actually finish my story.

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Writing

Sleepy writer

Stuck on a new bit now, I got passed that last bit — it’s the very last bit now, like the beginning of the ending, the near to be done! So close. Damn it. So sleepy. But I want to finish! I don’t want to go to bed, but I must! I’ve got work in the […]

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Writing

Cluttered writer

I’ve been writing and rewriting the same bit for the last two days — I know what I want to say but I don’t like how I’m saying it. Damn words. Damn thoughts. Damn writer here needs to go for a walk.

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

Unpleasant guests

When the rain falls to ground — Fills puddles that hide their depths — I am soaked and half-drowned, Shivering and out of breath. When the sun tries to shine — Tries to pierce through woollen clouds — I stumble around blind, Tired of this itchy shroud. When the air pants gently — The wind barely on […]

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

Oh weary me

When in memories of darkness all I see is oh weary me Resting on the misery, Just look at me: Tired — fatigued — you’ve got it, exhausted. The air is heavy and I am weak. When above the memories in brightness all I see is oh weary me Chilling on the misery, Just look […]

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Blogging, Happy birthday

Out flicker candle fire

Another year — another step — Is it me or do they race? I was a child but now I’m not — I’ve done things that I’ve forgot. Never younger — always old — Always older — on it goes. And on it goes until one day, The day I’m someone who doesn’t age. Out […]

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

Time to shine

There was something unknowing — Something foreboding And forbidding in bed with me at night. There was something frustrated — Something fixated And slated ablaze within my mind. There was something ceaseless — Something speechless And fearless thinking I was its child. There was something precious — Something spacious And gracious awaiting its time to shine.

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

Old me / New me

Old me New me Much learned — Dissatisfied. Much aged — Frustrated. Old me lay quivering on the ground — Tired. So very tired — Cold. So very cold — Gone. Much wizened — Unknown. Much aged — Unspoken. New me rose quivering from the ground — Glad. So very Glad — Here. So very here — […]

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Mental wellbeing, Poems & short stories

This unexplainable me

There’s a vacuum here beside me — it’s a hungry empty space — Nothing seems to fill it and it won’t just go away. This room I find so crowded — it’s a hive for lots of things — I know I’ve seen an exit but I don’t recall the way. I hear the clock […]

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Poems & short stories

Listen up, kid

Listen up, kid. You’re just starting out — the path’s uneven and the going’s a slog — But you’re in this for the long haul. You’ll have to wing it to win it, and dive and jive and stumble and swerve — But you’ll make it, I promise. I’ll show you the ropes. Run now, […]

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