Sophie

Ever had one of those moments of self-doubt? Today it started browsing Twitter. Someone was talking about book promotion, the ups and downs of self-promotion vs. publisher promotion. Self-doubt came up behind me, slapped a hand across my mouth, and knifed me right in the chest. Am I ever going to have a novel I’m […]

Look at me, getting another blog post written on the right day like some kind of competent motherfucker. Little do they know I’m pulling things out of the ether at 9pm on a Wednesday with no plan! So anyway, read this. There’s a storm blowing in from the south. Perfect weather for writing! Why, one […]

I am, at my core, a scattered person. Without self-imposed structure, I would get nothing done at all. It’s why I have so many planners and notebooks, why I write everything down, keep track of how I spend my time, and download dozens of productivity apps when I feel like I’m getting nowhere. I tape […]

I was listening to Leonard Cohen, as you do. Closing Time. I feel like lot of Cohen’s oeuvre has an element of desperation, of time slipping through one’s fingers. There’s a line in that song, “I lift my glass to the awful truth, which you can’t reveal to the ears of youth”. You know what […]

So I’m stealing an idea from Drew over at House Valerius and sort of outlining my writing goals for the month. I’ve probably done something similar before, immediately forgotten about it, and failed miserably. So, it remains to be seen whether July’s “Currently” post will have any summary of whether or not I crashed and […]

Shooting for that happy medium

It’s been a strange month. I’ve had essays and tests at uni, and blogging has been put on the back burner. Now the essays are handed in, the tests are behind me and I feel like I can put everything back together again. You take a week or two off exercising and writing to get […]

No, it’s not about torturing your characters. (Although that’s fun, too.) I have a story, and I keep adding new scenes to it. It’s currently around 5,000 words long, with the potential to grow further. The two new scenes are good. Really good. I love those scenes. I love the way they’re written a bit […]

What the fuck happened? I turn around for ten minutes and an entire month disappears. I feel like I only just got through the mid-semester break and now the semester’s almost over. It’s June tomorrow. Halfway through the year, almost. And I haven’t accomplished any of my goals! “Submit to 4 magazines a month”? What […]

The pen hadn’t been worth stealing. Just a biro, maybe worth fifty cents new. Second-hand? Nothing. Literally worthless. She tossed it onto the coffee-table and slid her hands into her pockets to clutch a tissue in one, Chapstick in the other. A pen’s worth everything, Ben would have said. Worth the words you write with […]

B is for Battle, and Byron, and Beautiful. She walks in Beauty like the night. It’s for Bright, Broken, and Bedlam. B is for Blackboards, faint squeak of chalk, teachers dusting off their hands, the tap tap tap as someone writes up words or numbers. A very satisfying sound, that. I never wanted to be […]