Another week of little writing, and very little daydream. But, rather than lamenting this as I normally would (normally do), I’ve been enjoying it as much as I can. Why? Because it’s half term. The children are home every day, more relaxed and carefree than during term, and the house has been full, busy, noisy.… Continue reading Pit stop
Month: October 2016
Running away from the cuts
I never used to run. Hated it, in fact. I could go on but that vile little word sums it up. In a previous life (before children) I was a gym bunny, exercising inside with a calorie counter and air conditioning. Roll on five years and I’m almost evangelical about running, but this transition was… Continue reading Running away from the cuts
Reflections
I had a great piece to write week. I was asked to guest blog for the Winchester Writer’s Festival, reliving my journey from aspiring writer to represented author. Slightly longer than my normal 300-word limit, it let me go all out and appreciate how far I had come, how I have changed and who I… Continue reading Reflections
When discipline writes itself off…
I am normally very self-disciplined. You kind of have to be if you work by yourself in your own house. It’s very tempting to sit in your underwear all day, surfing the internet and eating Wotsits. But you can’t do that. No, no, no. Because A) you will get Wotsits all over your keyboard and… Continue reading When discipline writes itself off…
Coffee, corridors and beautiful places
Some writers favour cafes, some pubs. Perhaps I'm on on the weirder side of the spectrum, becasue I like to go to hospitals. I can’t write narratives as it’s too noisy for that, but I can write plot notes, character ideas, scene settings. I grew up around hospitals. One of my fondest memories is watching my… Continue reading Coffee, corridors and beautiful places
Rebecca Tinnelly 