Ramblings of a Fledgling Author

An Ode to the Squirrel in the tree.

Look a squirrel

One of my grand plans has come apart at the seams. Who cares? Well, probably nobody but I’m going to tell you about it anyway.  Very quickly. So as not to bore you, whoever you may be out there in cyber world. I took a photo of a squirrel. It was awesome. And poetic. I…

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I’m not leaving this spot until Michelangelo gets here.

Michaelangelo, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle

Well. That wasn’t quite what I was expecting. Life just threw me a dung-encrusted curve ball. If I had gonads, I’d be that guy rolling round on the ground, screaming  in unadulterated misery. What happened has got me all doubled over and I’m not sure I’ll ever be upright again. Methinks this kind of life-changer puts…

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Code: Kinda-Bluish. When your creativity ain’t so visual.

Creativity!

Ouch. My eyeballs hurt. And so does my brain. I think one or two of the synapses have extinguished themselves in protest at the amount of  peering at computer screens I’ve done over the past few weeks while editing. Or, as I like to call it, trying-to-make-something-I-wrote-less-shit. But me and my first world problem will…

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It’s Kinda Been A Crazy Week…or Two.

Holy Sweet Jeebus, what the hell just happened over the past two weeks? Who was that masked man? The one who swooped in, picked up my quiet little writing life and slung it over his broad shoulders (but not too broad though, and they have that nice definition of muscle that catches all the droplets…

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Hi Ho, Hi Ho. Off to Meet A Deadline we Go.

Big moment. The many words I’ve written on many pages are going off to be sent off and scrutinised, discarded, red-carded, rearranged and tut-tutted. Or as commonly known, edited. I am going full adult. Hiring professionals. Getting invoiced.  Peeps, I’ve been given a DEADLINE.  I’ve adulted myself right in the kahunas.

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The Importance of training your Opinion-Oodle.

Opinions. There must be one hell of a sale on these little gems because every soggy blighter has one. There are those who like to wield their opinion like a rusty broadsword dipped in rabies-juice and rolled in rainbow sprinkles of  bubonic plague. They jab their colourful little swords, digging in deep, laughing at their keyboards, enjoying being…

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Location, Location. Rah, Rah, Rah. Writing inspiration bim, boom, bah!

Some places speak to you as a writer. They can say things like ‘Hello, I am your imagination’s nirvana and I will inspire you to heights of true writing mastery.’  Often it’s more like ‘Stop walking round and round this library cause it’s exam time and you have jack-shit chance of getting a better seat than…

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