I’m sorry to anyone who isn’t interested in National Novel Writing Month, because a lot of my posts are going to be about it this month. But you know, to me, NaNoWriMo is about more than the writing and the wordcount and the NaNoisms, hilarious as they are. Earlier this week I wrote a guest post for the Teens Can Write Too blog on how NaNoWriMo changed my life. That was about writing. But that’s not what NaNoWriMo means to me,…
A song/poem I wrote in my notebook earlier today. Let me know what you think! Write me a story, sing me a song Tell me it’s ending and we won’t be here long Watch the world burn as all right turns to wrong And hear the bells ring, hear the call of the gong. We ride through the night in the blackest shadows We’re tired and we bleed and everyone knows That we lost the fight with the dead when…
I got to the point in essay writing today where the only way forward was tea. So, I went downstairs, and I made tea. And then I got so distracted making a colour-coded revision timetable for my mock exams in two weeks’ time that I completely forgot about it, and it was almost cold by the time I drank it. Not good. Am I going to talk about tea? No. I’ve already done a blog post on tea recently and…
Later on I’ll be here to talk about search engine terms, as part of the Teens Can Write, Too! blog chain. But for now I have a parody of Frank Turner’s Romantic Fatigue for all the NaNoists and Frank Turner fans out there. You can find the original song here. I have to admit that I am one of the many Who thought NaNoWriMo would win her a book deal My novelling years, they were a publishing drought And I…
Today, as part of the Teens Can Write, Too! blog chain, I’m writing a post based on the prompt: “What is the first thing you remember writing of your own accord?” I urge you to read other posts on the chain – I had the hard job of starting, and I’m sure they’ll all render me insignificant as soon as they post! All the details are on this page. Just recently, on the internet, I’ve started using my real name,…
Sing a song of sixpence and wait to hear it rhyme, Taste the sour sweetness of a lemon and a lime, Dance for what they’ll give you and sing for what they won’t, But when they bid you go, I beg you make sure you don’t. Don’t play their game. I was taking part in the ‘Mini Saga Challenge’ on Protagonize, where you’re ‘tagged’ to write a 50-word chapter with a given title. I was given ‘Song of Sixpence’, and…
Lately I’ve been doing whatever I can to get out of writing. This is bad. This is very bad, for several reasons. The first of these reasons is of course that writing is an outlet for all my frustration and confusion, and I’ve been very frustrated and confused recently, which is one of the reasons I haven’t been writing. However, my excuse for not using this outlet is that my current project, The Quiet Ones, doesn’t contain the same sort…
Sometimes I like Sundays. Sometimes, you have a day that is so terrible that by the end of it, you just want to give up. You can’t face talking to people. You don’t want to go back to work, or school, or college, in a couple of days time. You just want to crawl into bed and stay there with a mug of hot chocolate and a book. That’s what today was like. I have to admit that it didn’t…
Okay, so I think I’ve been reading the NaNoisms forum too much because I originally intended to call this post ‘Done?’. However I like the new version and have left it be. Well, a couple of days ago I finished the third book in my trilogy. It’s called Returning (the book, not the trilogy), although I’m probably going to change that name, and it’s finished. Hooray. Unfortunately, I began it while the second one was still a first draft –…
I went to see my grandmother today. It’s been almost a year and four months since my grandad died, and I’ve hardly been to the Cottage since, but today my sister drove us down and we spent the day with her. It was a lovely day, as she cooked us a typically enormous meal and we went for a walk and talked about people and life and all the things you talk about with grandparents, but I couldn’t help noticing….