Tag: writing
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My recent free-spree from social media had been going really well right up until yesterday when I tried to pat myself on the back for dealing with my Twitter addiction then realised I couldn’t because my hands were gripping my phone, facilitating my new addiction to YouTube. In my defence, can I bring your attention…
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52and40/33 Feel The Burn
How is it October? And 2017? And, bloody hell, I’m 41. Anxiety’s a tide inside my flesh. What if I don’t have time to do it all, whatever else ‘it’ might be? Then, eight hours later, zen. My five nights on Raasay were wonderful. Even the fall into a wide burn as if it were…
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Pouncing Pressure, Hidden Hijack
I’ve been re-listening to Elizabeth Gilbert’s Magic Lessons Podcasts this week, to ready me for five nights away on my own to catch up on writing my novel a little, with the novelty of no interruptions. The thought of the time away is really a big deal when you’re a woman, a mother and a…
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52and40/25 Regenerative Circuits
The hardest bit of writing for me isn’t finding ideas or receiving rejections. Both of those are plentiful for me at this stage. Both of those are great teachers too – to be appreciated and understood just as the nice, easy bits are. For me, the hardest bit’s waiting for feedback. The no-woman’s land of yay or nay.…
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52and40/23 The Selfsame Well
A friend died recently. She was my writing teacher first (and my first writing teacher). I can trace roads from everything I’ve had published in the last two years to Helen, her guidance at every way-marker. Even with this map I’m disorientated; floundering in comprehending such a special woman being gone. In grief, all roads lead inevitably to my Mum.…
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Of Mice and Men
Internalised misogyny’s kinda like the rat who lived in our back garden. Every now and then it poked its head out of a small hole in the dry stane dyke and scared the living shit out of me (but thrilled the dog). For soooooooo long I believed the rat was simply a large mouse. Then, faced with…