Blogging things


Professional envy. Or, Damn all the words.

I'm pretty sure most writers have been, or will go, there. You read a book by another author friend of yours. It's fucking fantastic. You read the beautifully constructed sentences, the tightly woven plot, the unexpected twist. It's all so clever and lovely and fucking excellent. And you think, why can't I write like that?… Continue reading Professional envy. Or, Damn all the words.


Re-birthday things

January 16th. It's raining. And grey. It's England in January, after all. But I've woken in a lovely holiday home looking over the Yorkshire dales, and I can see the sea. My wife is downstairs doing body combat, and my in-laws are having a quiet breakfast. We're on our yearly family winter break. It's beautiful… Continue reading Re-birthday things


Word chill

We're on our annual personal writing retreat in one of our favourite places. That means a lovely view, a laptop, and words. All day long. We laugh, talk over plot things, nibble, remark on the lovely sunrise/sunset/sky/clouds/water and generally just chill out while getting our word count up. I could so easily live the life… Continue reading Word chill