An idea. A face.

Yesterday, I sat in the kitchen with my notebook and my pen with the rubber zombie head cap, jotting down notes for the next chapter in the second draft of what I’m tentatively calling A Hunter of Dreams. it sounds a bit cheesy, I know. Possibly a lot. But as I sat there and made my main character stuff herself with fried chicken and garlic bread in anticipation of a torturous death I realised I was thinking about her as a real person. I thought about all of them as real people. Continue reading An idea. A face.

The Week-Long Trial feat. Facebook

I had this horrible dream last night. Actually, I had two horrible dreams — one of a home invasion and one in which I was an unwilling test subject for a modified diphtheria bug. Understandably, I didn’t wake up in the best of moods. Now, normally I’d take to Twitter and Facebook to complain because complaining helps a little and because I’m sure all the people I know on Twitter and Facebook would want to know about my dreams. Or not. Continue reading The Week-Long Trial feat. Facebook

The Best Mom Ever

This is not a fun story and it wasn’t fun to write it but I had to get it out. Parenting is the best thing ever except when it’s the worst. Continue reading The Best Mom Ever

A Lower State of Consciousness

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. The nice reason it’s been a while is that I’ve been busy writing the third and final draft of something like a sequel to The Lamiastriga that is currently named Second Skin. As far as I’m concerned it will be the final name, courtesy of a friend who should be an editor but isn’t. The not so nice reason it’s been a while is that I’ve also been busy worrying if my writing is any good. Continue reading A Lower State of Consciousness

The Writing Rules from Hell

It’s August and I’m in the northern hemisphere, so I suppose it’s only natural I’d be thinking about Hell. I mean, we had a bit of rain yesterday and it cooled the embers we’re roasting on somewhat but still, it’s August, which to me is the same as Hell. So here are a few writing tips from Hell. Hopefully, they’ll send cold shivers down my spine as I write them. Continue reading The Writing Rules from Hell

Country Life: The Writing Experiment

I had my summer vacation this week. In the past, I used to make elaborate writing plans for my vacations that invariably fell through, so this year I decided to change the approach but not the goal, which was to get a bit more writing done. Continue reading Country Life: The Writing Experiment

Would You Kill To Live Forever?

A fellow twitterer with the kind of dark bend I respect as much as a no-boundaries sense of humour posted a poll with this question — and the condition that you could choose who you kill — and I answered honestly. After all, I just published a book whose main character kills her own son whom she loves deeply to gain eternal life… and the power to save a doomed city. The results of the poll were quite evenly split, which is understandable, I suppose, but my honest opinion cost me two followers. Continue reading Would You Kill To Live Forever?