Hush, no-one cares
I’m sitting in a room high above Rathdowne St, facing my creative demons. It’s a writer’s class. Not the insufferable kind where we talk about characters and narrative arcs and … Continue reading
January 30, 2016 · 2 Comments
I dreamt I was a writer
Last night, in my dream, I sat in front of a monitor with fingers flying over the keyboard. The characters and scenes from my novel flowed through me just as … Continue reading
June 1, 2015 · 3 Comments
New lessons from the past
I don’t write what I know. It breaks a cardinal rule of writing, but I couldn’t possibly know all the things I’ve supposed here in this blog. I’ve lived it … Continue reading
April 11, 2015 · 2 Comments
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