I’ve been becoming increasingly concerned about myself. There are some character traits that I cannot shake, no matter how hard I try or pray. For one thing, I am a complete night owl. If I didn’t know better, I’d be concerned that I was harbouring latent vampire genes. If real life didn’t demand that I […]
Before you start dialling the men in white coats – let me just say: I am not a secret superhero chick who runs around with my undies on the outside looking to clobber baddies. Let’s get that straight. I may turn into dragon lady when the clock strikes bedtime, but that is something between me and my kidlets […]
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I read a headline on a lampost today that said: Woman, 100, killed in crash. That got me thinking… Change just 2 things, and it’s a completely different story: 100 women, die in crash. For us writers, this is a significant fact to get to grips with. A simple shift of word order and a swap […]
I’ve always been fond of the word “focus”. In fact, it was one of my eldest kiddo’s first words. My chest nearly popped with pride. My vocab is constantly littered with phrases like ‘one thing at a time’, ‘first things first’, ‘finish that before you start this’ and so on and so on ad nauseum. If I […]
Read moreWriting is a seriously dangerous business. Once it’s in your blood, you’ve had it. There is no escaping that irresistable urge. Take it a step further and you’re in even more trouble… Start thinking up a specific article, a story. Before you know it, your entire brain downs tools to get involved. Forget normal life – […]
Read moreWhen it dawned on me that I was born to write, I thought I had something special to offer. I knew it would only be a matter of time till my books were on the shelves and I was working on number 4… 5… 6… Even my first few rejections were scalps on my belt, scars that put […]
Read moreMy dear, neglected Blog. I do still care about you. I will be back so keep a space for me, okay? With much love, Your Writer
Read moreIssues – now there’s an euphamism. I’ve often wondered whether I had some bizarre multiple personality disorder. How can one soar so high through the chubby clouds of joy only to crash to the dreaded dumps of despair… all in an hour… regularly. And then do it all again within a heartbeat. Normal? I think […]
Read moreDon’t know about you, my life refuses to play along. No sooner do I think I’ve nailed it to the floor, when it wriggles and morphs and evades my desperate clutches… again… I want to be organised, productive and fruitful in everything I do. I want to bounce out of bed each morning, slaughter a […]
Read moreOver the last few days I’ve been trying to round up my grey matter and point it all in the same direction. You see, at any given time there is the equivalent of a pond of spaghetti’s worth of storylines, characters, potential articles, possible markets… all stuffed into the space between my two ears. It wouldn’t suprise me […]
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