So I've been pondering (sometimes heavily) a blog post. It's been in my mind for days, and it's been bugging me for days because it's not something that I know what to write on, per se. The idea popped into my head just now, and I sat staring into a cloud outside pondering what to write when I realised that I could have...

This above all—ask yourself in the stillest hour of your night: must I write? Delve into yourself for a deep answer. And if this should be affirmative, if you may meet this earnest question with a strong and simple, “I must,” then build your life according to this necessity; your life even into its most indifferent and...

This cobbled together document (printed on one of those A4 thermal printers because who wants to pay for ink these days) is something that lived in my notes app for many years.  It was a half-baked idea, a little book on journalling, and I kept waiting for the thing that would complete the idea.  Today, I knew.  it...

Ever since I saw the post on Alexandra’s blog for the genre I’ve been wanting to write a post. My genre is/has been/always will be fantasy. I read throughout the genre, from cosy to urban fantasy to romantasy to high fantasy, I love it all. Reading fantasy feels like coming home, the more imaginative the better. There...

I woke up a couple of minutes before my alarm and yawned and stretched. I inhaled like someone hovering over a cup of fresh brew. Something was different. I put on my robe and opened the curtains of the cottage that was my home since the heart of winter. I gazed into the garden with my mouth sagged open. Overnight, the...

I was recently lamenting the fact that my writing is the one thing suffering still after my diagnosis almost two years ago. I just can't sit down and write fiction like I used to. And I'm sick of that fact, I miss it. So, I'm setting myself a writing challenge. I want to write fiction again, and I will start with...

This is a post for the fellow discovery writers, also known as pantsers.There will inevitably come a time where you just don’t know how to continue your story and it drives you nuts. Or there will come a time where you are afraid of where it might go or are afraid it is going to be bad.Well, I do know what to do,...

I wrote a stream of consciousness poem when the moon was full. I just grabbed my journal and wrote what came up in my mind, not worrying about spelling or about the completeness of lines. Just me, the pen and the poem. I haven't read it through since. I have felt what it did to me, though. I felt calm, clear and so...

I was clicking through music mix videos on youtube, and wondered what stories they could inspire. I clicked through until I found something that made me want to write, opened Pagecord, and here it is, in all its raw glory. This is the video: heart is never silent, constantly whispering words at my fingers. Even when I...

One of my favourite pastimes is watching people, I do that everywhere. I watch how they move, how they talk, what they do.   I observe strange things, like the guy I saw in the underground once, with the word “fate” written on his forehead.   I observe others, and give them stories.   The guy with fate on his forehead...

This morning I did something that I haven't done in quite a while: a full run through of my Filofax, starting in the front and then ending with my lists in the back.  I usually only stick to the front and first tab of my Filofax, but today I felt I needed to run through it all.  It was exhilirating! I haven't done that...

Okay, I have to tell my story before I go insane.I'm going to post it here on my little blog because I hope one of my friends will read it and come to check on me. I need someone to see what I see and tell me I haven't gone completely insane.Let me come right out and say it: there's an alien in my cupboard.I suck at...

I’m writing this in my local cafe, with a Bluetooth keyboard on the screen of my phone. Entirely convenient it is not, but that is not the point.  The point is that every time I enter this cafe,  every time I pull out my keyboard and set up my phone on a new Bear note, I’m writing up a storm.  In half an hour I write...

I was still in bed this morning when I was brainstorming ideas for my blog, and I thought to myself I should head to the office to work on writing the ideas on my list.    It's now just pas 20:00, and I haven't written a single idea from the list, because the moment I got up, things distracted me, and they distracted me...

This blog is a response to Binarydigit's post and Robert's post about blogging more, something that's right up my alley :) Let me start off with a quote from Robert, because this is something I’ve always felt about blogging but worded in a delightful way:  In the world of blogging, the www bit stands for:Write Whatever...