Archive for “writing”

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Words, words, and more words

Posted April 10th, 2008 by Bliss

The topic of the week at one of my favourite web haunts, an online forum (a neat idea to get folks talking, and one Rachel’s considering borrowing for her forum), is whether the very detailed descriptions of the natural environment in a particular piece of literature is needed, whether it’s superfluous, or whether it’s just [...]

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eBay and the creative process

Posted April 2nd, 2008 by Bliss

Okay, so “WTF has eBay got to do with the creative process?”, you’re wondering. Good question!
What did we do before eBay came along? I’m not just talking about buying complete tat, rubbish we don’t really need, because there are an abundance of “bricks and mortar” places where we can do that. Charity shops sell all [...]

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Gatecrashers inside my head

Posted March 30th, 2008 by Bliss

My apologies for the recent absence of Rachel, but for now you’re stuck with me, Bliss, on account of Rachel’s brain having taken an unscheduled vacation. It’s a little difficult to tell the difference sometimes…
Anyhow, here I am, at long last ready to re-commence work on “Fallen Angel”, and what happens? A couple of gatecrashers [...]

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Writing the wrongs

Posted March 7th, 2008 by Bliss

It’s taken some time, but I’ve finally figured out where the problem is, or rather, where the problems are, with Fallen Angel.
It’s fifteen years since the inception of Fallen Angel - fifteen years! I can hardly believe it sometimes. Fifteen years and I’m still only up to Chapter 7 and currently on re-draft #4. (though [...]

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People live inside my head

Posted February 17th, 2008 by Rachel

People live inside my head. No, seriously, they do! Come back! Don’t back away from the keyboard as though I’m some crazy woman! (though I probably am)
For as long as I can remember I’ve had the urge to write. When I was nine, my headteacher at junior school, Mr Keating, had an accident. He had [...]

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