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When I teach …
… this is the stuff I tell you not to do.
Day Five …
… of a migraine and I’m over it … days 1-2 were low level annoying throbbing pain behind the eyes … day 3 was OMG-give-me-painkillers-or-take-off-my-head-please agony … days 4-5 are back to low level aching … I just want it to go away … and so, a lolcat in lieu of actual content until my brain and eyes stop trying
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Pondering …
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… the idea of self-promotion, something with which a lot of writers are quite uncomfortable.
I’ve just finished writing an article for the next edition of the Australian Writer’s Marketplace on finding a literary agent … one of the points I put in there was ‘Write first, agent second’.
‘Splain?
Sure.
If you’re approaching a literary agent, you need to have a product
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Oh the Relief
… which sounds like an advert for a heartburn pill, but is not.
It’s the relief of a writer who, having finished up a few projects, has had empty brain and a dose of contentment for a while … and not a creative thought in sight. This is a disturbing phase, when one of the voices in the head starts to
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And even more wisdom …
This is one reason why I love my friends: they are wise.
We writers suffer together, even though some think writing is a solitary activity … and it is at the basic putting-words-on-page-and-hoping-some-stick level … but still, we suffer together … suffering solidarity. And sometimes a friend writes something that is so true and so real that it hits home, because they’ve
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Revenge in Action
This is what happens when you (a) let David the IT guy read your writing and (b) give him sass over a sustained period of time :
It’s too good not to share. Thanks, David 🙂
Note: no children were harmed in the making of this scurrilous image.
Howling into the Void
Yesterday, I lost words.
On Friday at Write-Club, I’d finished a 6000 word first draft of a story. I left it alone on Saturday to percolate. On Sunday I felt I’d give it a read over, maybe do some editing if the spirit moved me thus … which, happily, it did.
Review of 'Horn'
Peter Ball’s novella Horn, from punching-above-its-weight indie Twelfth Planet Press, got reviewed by the uber-redoutable (yes, ‘redoubtable’ is my word’o’th’month) Jeff VanderMeer over at Ecstatic Days http://www.jeffvandermeer.com/2009/06/24/first-and-short-horn-by-peter-m-ball/#more-5059.
Twelfth Planet Press http://twelfthplanetpress.wordpress.com/
Adelaide is Cold, but my Toe is Not Broken
I am sitting in a cafe in Adelaide’s Rundle Street, in excellent company: LL Hannett, Peter Ball and Jason Fischer. The company had better be excellet for it is freaking freezing here! We’re all writing, at different speeds, but we are writing (with intermittant yelling of ‘Why have you stopped writing???’). This works well. The second toe on my left
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New story at The Daily Cabal 'Aeaea St' – a title for the uber-nerdly amongst ye …
They ran on all fours, pausing only to sniff the air and howl.
Sometimes they were men, sometimes wolves, always grey though, always hungry. The moon lit their way as they slipped like shadows along the streets. Sometimes they got distracted by trash cans ripe with enticing rot,
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