I’m coming back to haunt you

Achieving post mortem fame as an artist was easier in the good old days. After you keeled over, some well meaning relative was always on hand to help with that last stab at immortality, gathering up diaries, personal correspondence and unfinished drafts and selling it to the highest bidder. Private writing …

The Bitter Onion

]I’ve been rereading some of my posts and sometimes I can come off a little bitter and disillusioned. Imagine if Selma Bouvier had a writing blog?. Do people equate me with my 20 virtual fags-a-day, whisky guzzling, hoarse-voiced, cynical persona? I’m nice people! I really am.

The Madness of JJ

My intention was to spend a few days finding a 3000 word extract to use for the NW submission. Piece of cake, right? I’ll just do a minor touch-up on a chapter I’ve written for the novel; like air brushing a model. Instead, I spent my time hyperventilating into a …

The Crunch

I had a tea with a friend the other day, and the conversation turned to the propensity for self-loathing that many writers (including yours truly) are occasionally known for. It was really therapeutic to discuss those crazy, topsy-turvy feelings I’ve been having lately, accepting that drama queen moments are expected when …

R.I.P. unreliable narrator

After much tearing of hair and gnashing of teeth, I’ve decided to get rid of my unreliable narrator. Along with him goes a rather chunky section of DND subplot and unconvincing dialogue that I’ve faithfully transcribed on little index cards. Despite a synopsis rife with quirky characters that temporarily made me …

Turn and face the changes

Writing is a despondent business. Seriously, who willingly goes into this endeavour thinking they will emerge shiny and well represented on the other side? Even when you are certain your  thought-out opinions and views will remain the same, all it takes is one nanosecond of change, just a millimeter; an …

Good News/Bad News Report

Good news Dissertation and MA are finished! Let’s pop those champagne corks! I handed in my final work on 30 Septemember and fell over in a heap of exhaustion. Bad news Deadlines coincided with the MIR publishing party, work sponsored management MBA, my birthday and anniversary. As a result of …

Writing Hexes

A friend hexed me the other day. Not intentionally. We were on the phone talking about the state of the world when she asked me about the point of writing. Why indeed? Who cares about plot and character when the actual world is in torment? Why should anyone care what my …