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chika

I've been in hibernation: writing. Reading. Trying to write.Managed to finish some projects and send them off. I'm coming up for no for air before I get draggzed under again with work.
Oh: discovered I had a hidden talent for acting. I was asked to audition for a choice part in a Belgian...


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RL Sutton

I finally tackled another rewrite of my short story, posted on Johnson.


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cathmurphy

Being in the right place at the right time. The best kind of luck because you don’t know it’s luck. Like the way I met my husband: his train was cancelled, mine was delayed. The seat at my table came free just as he came down the corridor. The paper he pulled from his bag to read was on neural...


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CatWake

George Vernon Hudson:

I love him in the Fall,

I hate him in the Springtime...

...when I think of him at all.

 

 

Submitted for your consideration, this moment of cranky bitterness.  :-)
Current favorite word:  isometrics
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Quacker

As a small publisher, just starting out on the road to bestsellerdom and Booker award dinners (because that's what it's all about, right?), one of the most important issues to address is the rise of the ebook.

I say rise, because even if the ebook's percentage of today's market today is...


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sarbonn

It doesn't seem all that long ago that being a professional writer was not all that difficult. Yes, it was still a difficult field to break into, but once you did, you were pretty much a part of publishing's bigger picture. I kind of grew up a bit too late to be part of the Maltese Falconish era...


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Donna

This week's headlines are up at The Write Report.


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worldper

When did I become this dumb? Stupid. Unable to communicate. Where did the brain go and why didn’t it leave a forwarding address? I tried to MapQuest it, but my fat fingers typed in NapWurst. I think that’s a mattress factory in Zurich.

Anyway, I’m on manuscript edit number four and all 81...


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Calibriel

Ace thinks he's trained the cat, but I know better. The cat has a short memory. He must have: he thinks I'm his mother. And when Ace points to the utility room and says "bed", the only reason he trots off in the direction of his basket is because he thinks he's going to be fed. Again.

He'...

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Crowe

A few years ago I was taking pictures along a rocky stretch of the coastal path in Cornwall. A coastguard was yomping the same stretch and stopped to give me a warning. "So far this year we've had to rescue six photographers who fell off the cliff taking pictures," he said. "So you be careful...

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zerlina

The sky is grey. Every so often it spits out fat drops of rain, which somehow lower the temperature by about five degrees (Celsius). The dog is lying on his back in his basket, the husband is in the kitchen cooking dinner and I am trying to think what I have achieved this weekend. My first...

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Donna

I watched What Happened in Vegas over the weekend. I figured with the ever-charming leads of Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher, it was hard to go wrong. The story was light and cute – perfect for wasting time instead of working on my outline.

However, the basic plot bothered me...


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litlove

It's a joke I often use against myself that I can only tell stories that have already been told - which is why I write non-fiction. I don't know how other people manage to figure out who does what to whom, under which set of circumstances and for what result. When you write non-fiction, fate has...

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Calibriel

Just an excuse to go back to Venice? Well, I had to check the details ...

I didn’t set out to write a book set in Venice. I set out to write a book as different as possible from the one I’d just finished: and as that was boy-orientated comic fantasy for 9-12 year-olds, there was only one...

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Quacker

I have a problem. No, not that one. Another one. Just one hour into editing Quackenbush last night, and I had to put the manuscript aside. Out came the notebook, and I tried to resolve the issue I realised had been there from very early on.