Monthly Archives: September 2007

The novel that was a short story, part 202

The beginning that I posted here on Monday isn’t as good as I thought it was when I posted it … but that happens all the time. The trick is to write on: and that’s what I’m doing. Cafe solo … Continue reading

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The short story that was a novel, part 201

After what seems like years, but has really only been weeks, of editing my head off, I find myself with a jewel of a day (today) when the paid editing has gone away, at least for a day, and so, … Continue reading

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FICTION ALLSORTS

A literary agent friend of mine has just told me about a new website for writers and readers called Fiction Allsorts. There aren’t any links up to either readers’ sites or writers’ sites, nor links to books read or written … Continue reading

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Writing about writing

George Mackay Brown wrote this about writing: Therefore he no more troubled the pool of silenceBut put on mask and cloak,Strung a guitarAnd moved among the folk.Dancing they cried,‘Ah, how our sober islandsAre gay again, since this blind lyrical trampInvaded … Continue reading

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Booking Through Thursday

Here’s today’s: COMFORT FOODOkay . . . picture this (really) worst-case scenario: It’s cold and raining, your boyfriend/girlfriend has just dumped you, you’ve just been fired, the pile of unpaid bills is sky-high, your beloved pet has recently died, and … Continue reading

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The short story that was a novel, part 200

Hmmm … even though I’ve written that my relationship with my writing has changed, see here, I haven’t actually done any writing since then to test it. So how do I know it’s changed, I hear you asking? Because, just … Continue reading

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The LibraryThing

I have spent most of today making a library of my books (no, I mean making a library of a small number of my books) on my library at the LibraryThing – a wonderful invention which I discovered when a … Continue reading

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Dr Clarissa Pinkola Estes and synchronicity …

I was talking to a friend tonight, and I told her that I discover myself through stories, in every way. I find out who I am by reading fiction, and I find out who I am by writing fiction. But … Continue reading

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The Man Booker shortlist, first novels

So, none of the first novels longlisted made it to the Man Booker shortlist but perhaps, because this list has been so wonderfully readable (no I haven’t read them all, hardly any in fact, yet, but I’ve been reading dovegreyreader’s … Continue reading

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What kind of writer am I?

Thanks to an archived blog at John Baker’s blog, I discover that I am this kind of writer: You Should Be A Poet You craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways.And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful … Continue reading

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A new relationship with my writing …

… is what I need. I realised over the weekend, while thinking about other relationships in my life, that the relationship I have with my writing is one of dread fuelled by the certainty that it will be a struggle: … Continue reading

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