I intend to be more organised than I was the first time around. This time I will plan my new novel before I write a single word.
I have been struggling with the curse of the scribblers recently, the dreaded Writer's Block. So I heeded Mr Bukowski's* advice and am writing about it. I have come to the conclusion that mine is due to Congestion Block. In a five minute car journey, can think if hundreds of topics, plots and places, that... Continue Reading →
"AHHHHGGGGGGGHH!!!! I can't do it, can't do it!" The cat sat in the mat ... it wasn't a rat ... "0h God I hate this!" "Cassie will you write something for me? Pleeeaaazzzzze?" ... "O.K. The dog sat on the cat. What do you think of that?!" "OK ... It's a start ..."
Maya Angelou - 4th April 1928 to May 28th 2014 “What I try to do is write. I may write for two weeks ‘the cat sat on the mat, that is that, not a rat.’ And it might be just the most boring and awful stuff. But I try. When I’m writing, I write. And... Continue Reading →
I seem to be having problems with my palabras and I am in a panic. I am more than capable of churning out a 1000 words a day and generally after a day's work. I may stay up most of the night to achieve it but I get such a buzz having done it, I... Continue Reading →