Between Proulx and Proust

I’ve started reading Annie Proulx’s Close Range and talk about your sparse prose. Throw me a few more words woman! I envy her abillity to get to the point and tell the damn story and Proulx certainly knows how to tell a story so devoid of fat, you almost feel …

Return of the Space Cowgirl

For those that missed me, I’m back. Your virtual tarzan yodel must have worked. Dear Diary, I’ve been an irresponsible girl. I looked at the date of my last entry and felt seriously ashamed. I meant to keep this blog as current as possible. Instead, it reminded me of my girlhood diaries …

The loss of my Mojo

All my recent attempts at stories have turned limp and flavourless, like old chewed-up gum left on a bedpost. This could be because in my earlier writing I experimented with style and ignored things like structure, concentrating  on just telling the story. Post MA, my head was filled with so …

Rainy days and Mondays

Back to working on the short story collection. Back to my rain story. One minute it’s a funny little piece, the next it is brooding and tense, going back and forth like a metronome. To help me get into the mood, I’ve listening to songs with RAIN in the title. …

The Letter arrives

It finally arrived this morning. For a while I just stood there, rooted on the spot. Even though I knew I wasn’t going to get it, I was still upset when I read the letter. I hope this rejection doesn’t deter you from continuing with your writing, it said. We hope …

When good ideas go wrong

I was recently working on a story in my collection about the rain and it splintered into two different stories. Rather than choose between the two, I went with both. Just as I was getting the hang of it, they split again. Mitosis. So now I  have four versions of …

Like Christmas in July

I received a copy of Tell Tales III, the anthology that printed my story and it is gorgeous! A soothing green and straw-coloured yellow with a great layout. I quickly flipped to my story and read it with the happiness and enthusiasm of a Christmas-time kiddie. I hope I never stop being excited …

Reality Show for Writers

They should do one of those Big Brother/Temptation Island thingies for writers. Six weeks with no internet, television or mobile phones in some beautiful paradise by the sea.Chatty procrastinators and pompous types would get voted off first, with the rest of the candidates crying in frustration and trying not to …