Archive for February, 2016

A Change is as Good as a Rest

February 28, 2016 Leave a comment

This week I’ve been turning things upside down.  Instead of working with words at my desk and working with yarn in the sitting room, I swapped things around.  I spent several hours in an armchair working on my latest novel – 50,000 words so far and very baggy and saggy, thanks for asking – and then I spent an hour cutting shapes out of home-made woollen felt.  (It’s for a top secret project, so I can’t tell you any more about it just now.)

It felt a bit strange doing things the “wrong” way round, but I needed a clear, bright space to do the felt-cutting and my desk was perfect, so it worked well for that.  It worked well for the writing too.  The change of place seemed to give me a boost and I got far more done than I’d expected.  The only downside was that being much closer to the kettle while I was writing meant that I drank at least twice as much tea or coffee as usual.

So there you have it, stepping out of your normal routine can be beneficial to the writer – just watch out for caffeine overload!


Beware of caffeine overload!.


Heigh ho, heigh ho, it’s off to conference I go

February 18, 2016 1 comment

Writing can be a lonely business.  For so much of the time it’s just the writer and the words.  I work mostly from home, just me at my desk with my laptop or my notebook.  The people I meet when I’m writing are all in my head or on the page, unless I venture out and about with my writing implements, in which case I will come across and maybe even exchange a few words with some real-life, live human beings in a local coffee shop or library.


Sometimes I do have the assistance of a furry friend

And I do talk to other people every day – hey, I even live with some of the real-life variety (my family) and I’m not a complete writing hermit.  I do have a social life and even some paid (non-writing) work that involves interacting with people.  But I don’t often get to talk to people about the nitty gritty of writing.  I don’t have a work colleague at the next desk to chat with over coffee or moan about things when they go badly or celebrate with when they go well.  I do a certain amount of writerly chit-chat over social media, but it’s not the same as a face to face conversation.

Which is why it is so exciting to be going to a writing conference this weekend.  A whole weekend, devoted to all things writerly, spent in the company of other writers – people who will understand the trials and tribulations as well as the punch-the-air-with-delight moments of the writing life.  I am so looking forward to it.

It will be a great opportunity to meet up with people that I mostly know on-line and people I haven’t yet met.  We have a packed programme which will be looking at all sorts of different aspects of writing, but we will also have time just to chill out and chat and get to know each other.  I’m hoping to learn lots, be inspired and share my own thoughts too – maybe even discover some thoughts and ideas I didn’t know I had.

So I’m off to pack my bags now.  Excuse me if I whistle – heigh ho, heigh ho, it’s off to conference I go…