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LIFE AFTER LEAVE

With just 41 days and counting... nobody said leaving the EU was going to be easy, but nobody said it was going to be a complete musical hall farce either.

Getting to Grips with being…

After three and a half years of my life and 92,000 words, I'm not going to allow my novel to wallow in the slushy stigma of rejection and, whatever it takes, I'm going to make it grabbable.  

I've known about the Two Minute Grab Zone for quite some time and it's time I got to grips with it.

The Abominable Synopsis

Capturing the essence of a 90,000 words (±) novel is a bloody nightmare. We spend weeks, months and years, scripting stories, creating characters, in 500; is a bloody nightmare. Or is it because and I'm trying too hard too hard in my attempts to wow a potential agent?  

When your Software Crashes

So reliant I have become on Word to record my every word, I have now programmed myself to restart and try to recapture that inspiration.

It’s Monday and I’m Pissed Off Already

So. Monday. We meet again. We will never be friends - but maybe we can move past our mutual enmity toward a more-positive partnership Julio Alexi Genao I have done something fairly major to my knee, so walking is a painful process.  I am 'in training' for the Lake District at the beginning of June,... Continue Reading →

A Urinal Too Far

Remember ladies, don't forget to pack your SheWee for the ultimate Amsterdam experience ... Ja!

Manners maketh a Security Man

Never mess with a depressed GOW who is leaving glorious sun-soaked weather for the rain-soaked UK. The three of us were going through security at Faro Airport this morning and it was not exceptionally busy by their standards, so it was a surprise when a young jobs-worth security guy tells me that I can't follow... Continue Reading →

Men Behaving Appallingly

Us women still put up with boring sexist crap in the work place, the banter and the inappropriate touching but, when it is headline news and being doled out by the head honchos, it is really is very worrying.

Designer Vaginas

But ... yahoo.com reporting that girls as young as 9 are asking the NHS to perform labiaplasty surgery has ... just about ... left me speechless.  Bought up on a farm in rural Gloucestershire, I had no idea what a vagina was at 9. I think my mother probably referred to it as something else :), but there were far more interesting things for me to be doing at 9 than peering at my vagina.  I wasn't a contortionist anyway and I haven't a hope in hell of getting down there now, but having my labia tweaked has never entered my mind at any stage of my life.

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