writers neuroses, eleventy-bajillion and one:

When your advance cheque arrives, you do not cash it immediately — in case your publisher contacts you with the news that it's all been a dreadful mistake, and the cheque's been cancelled. After some small eternity, you muster the courage to deposit the cheque — but you open a separate account and dare not […]

is it the apocalypse yet…?

Right, yes, hello…where were we? There is a stack of paper 400+ pages thick sitting beside me, otherwise known as the copyedited manuscript, which I am tentatively calling done. Barring acts of random deities, genius ideas at two am, a plague of mice ravenous for a meal entirely of paper, or what-have-you, this stack of […]

there's a hole in my bucket, dear liza

It's been a hectic few days weeks months, to say the least. I could sum up, but there is too much and, in the paradoxical way of these things, too little to bother. Cryptic, I know, but it is born of weariness. The other night, being deprived of internet, I tallied up my work hours […]

you've chased the sun around the cote d'azur

This evening I made it home, fired up with the energy that a brisk walk in the chilly drizzle will give you, ready to launch into my daily wordcount, ready to catch up on all the useless stupid little errands that conspire to eat all my available time… and then I read about the girl […]

simple != easy

A real human is somebody who feels and who expresses his or her feelings. This may sound easy. It isn't. A lot of people think or believe or know what they feel — but that's thinking or believing or knowing: not feeling. And being real is feeling — not just knowing or believing or thinking. […]

why, yes, it is all about me. isn't it?

I'm feeling somewhat whimsical and philosophical this morning, so, a discussion question: love at first sight — does it exist? Me, like all good fence-sitters, I can't quite decide — but if pressed I would have to say nope, it's wishful thinking and retrospective and hindsight. I've certainly seen and experienced "like at first sight" […]

the road holds great danger

The coloured tags mark out the pages which were too tricksome to fix on the first pass. Tricksome could mean the fix involved multiple pages, or finding a more elegant phrase which refused to come to mind at the time, or even that the fix simply required more from me than inserting a missed comma […]

reality check: normal.

I'm currently reading H.G. Wells' The War of the Worlds, and it's quite unsettling. Not because of the storyline, or the ideas behind the storyline. No, it's unsettling because, whenever I come across a line lifted wholesale from the book into Jeff Wayne's musical version, I can hear the narrator's voice echoing in my memory […]