writing with judgment, or joy?
I’m often caught up in the idea that writing a good novel is a gift from heaven. If only I can open myself up in the right way, perhaps do a wordcount dance while wearing a silk scarf knotted around… Read more ›
I’m often caught up in the idea that writing a good novel is a gift from heaven. If only I can open myself up in the right way, perhaps do a wordcount dance while wearing a silk scarf knotted around… Read more ›
I’m not exactly blown away by inspiration. I have some friends on Twitter who are regularly knocked over by plot bunnies with pneumatic arms and swiveling ears and cottonball tails that can shoot fire. (Erm… that was not to mean… Read more ›