La Mitad Del Mundo

The first thing they tell you about La Mitad Del Mundo is that it is not actually situated in the correct place. It was erroneously calculated pre GPS by French scientists. The true Divide is located some 300 yards away. Except we were told that’s not really the right place either. GPS or no …

Forest for the trees

Happy Bank Holiday Monday. Just a quick note to let you know that my publisher, Flipped Eye, is the August blogger for Incwriters. Read my guest post on short stories and let me know what you think.

Book Swapping

You know that adage one person’s junk is another person’s treasure? That doesn’t seem to apply on book swapping sites. Don’t get me wrong, the idea of book swapping is a interesting one. You get rid of something you don’t want in return for something someone else doesn’t want. In …

Writing Retreat

 Four opinionated and independent women writers in the same house for a week – sounds like a recipe for disaster. But I don’t think I’ve ever been as relaxed as I was in Cornwall. The weather was gorgeous. The house stunning – perched on a cliff overlooking the sea. The company …

Death by paper

Word count: TOO MANY I’ve been working non-stop on my novel for the past few months, and while it’s going well word count wise, progress isn’t being made. Let me explain. The writing is solid. Inspiration isn’t a problem and I’ve been disciplined, sitting at my desk from the wee …

Retreat

I am going away on my first writing retreat in June. Four women writers in a cottage by the sea. A week of salty breezes and sunshine, laptops, notebooks, vodka, pens, coffee, aspirin, seafood, music, gardens, ocean view, insomnia, sunsets, back pain, storms, gossip, hyperactivity, beaches, interpretative dance, more vodka, …

Here be (writing) dragons

Writer’s block. No one talks about how painful it is and how disconnected it makes you feel from everything around you. You don’t, or can’t I suppose, realise just how disconcerting it is until it grabs you by the collar and shakes you around. Well actually, it doesn’t so much …

Happy birthday

After a long hiatus, I’ve returned to blogging. In many ways, it has been a return to many things, including the everlasting novel. When unpacking my old files, I realised I’ve been publicly documenting my struggle since April 2005. That means we’re officially five years old! Man, that’s a lot …

I have dreams I can fly

Sometimes I dream that I’m running. There I am on a long stretch of road: arms pumping, legs taut, chest rising and falling in rhythmic breathing. In, out. In, out. I’m moving fast, pounding my feet against the pavement, blocking out the fear, the doubt, the pain. I can do this. …