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Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

Tag: writing

A brief flash of productivity

Green traffic lightI do like getting up early on a Saturday, getting on with whatever needs doing, and then still having a large portion of the day ahead of me. Last Saturday, with a very early start, this went according to plan, and by about 2pm I was free. So, rather than just talk about writing, I thought I’d actually get on and do some. Read the rest of this entry »

200 not out

Special 200th issue!This is my 200th post on this blog. I thought this was worth marking, in a quiet way, as opposed to marking any calendar-based anniversary for the blog. I’m pleased that I have somehow managed to write that much content over the last little while, and to also have a few people read it. So, a big thank you to my readers here, and particularly to all of you who have left comments. Having a small, yet perfectly-formed, audience has certainly helped motivate me to continue writing. Cheers!

Sign up to our writing group!

black and white photo of people writingThe recent post about my fiction-writing exploits attracted a series of comments that have led to an informal writing/writers group of sorts being discussed and (kind of) formed. I won’t give it too fancy a name, as at the moment it looks very much like three people emailing each other with their stories, and feeding back accordingly.

So, do you write fiction? And do you fancy joining us? Read the rest of this entry »

Oh good. Just what the internet needs. Someone else writing fiction

pen in shirt pocketWhat is it about that old saying that everyone has a book in them? Why do we all believe it? Is it reassuring just to know that at any time we could depart from our mundane lives in order to write the Great (Insert Country of Origin Here) Novel? Is it almost enough to just know we could do it, without having to actually go through with the messy business? Read the rest of this entry »

I write, but I am not a writer

Old typewriterUpon asking the question, “What do you do, then?” surely the most chilling words us bloggers can hear are:

“I’m a writer.”

This is not going to end well. If they genuinely are, we are consumed by a combination of admiration and envy. If it turns out they write blurbs for catalogues or other such hackery, then we are beyond annoyed.

After all, we write. We write regularly, on all manner of subjects. And we care about what we write.

But does that make us writers? Read the rest of this entry »

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