The Cuts
Back when I started my current WIP it was a entirely different sort of beast. Very dark, very edgy, very depressing. It was sort of like a slow torturous climb towards a depressing conclusion and then a fast, unrelenting tumble […]
Month: January 2010
Genre-hopping
My first published book was a middle grade fantasy. It’s called “The Curious Misadventures of Feltus Ovalton” and you can look it up if you want. It looks like this: I was contracted to do a series of at least […]
Are Women Writers dominating YA and Middle Grade?
No less a luminary than Roald Dahl said that writing for children was the hardest sort of writing there was. He was also of the opinion that women made better childrens lit authors. I dont remember his reasoning. It was […]
Do You “Slang” Slang? Drop Verbal ‘Bombs’?
I write YA, but that doesnt mean I try to replicate how teenagers talk.Somehow over the last twenty years or so, I have stopped being a teenager myself and become an old person. It is an eternal mystery to me.And […]
Genre Hopping
My first published book was a middle grade fantasy. Its called “The Curious Misadventures of Feltus Ovalton†and you can look it up if you want. It looks like this: I was contracted to do a series of at least […]
Right Side, Left Side
Ok, Im going to be simplistic here because Im a simplistic sort of a gal…NOT (I was just being self-deprecating in a British sort of a way).However I do know that the way most people view brain function is a […]
SHUGDAFRAGDA @*^!*&% Aargh….
Here is a rendition of “The Scream” by my son Milo. He is enthralled with the painting and I’m not sure why but it seemed an apt illustration for the post. Notwithstanding fine writerly folk like Marshall Buckley (who is […]
Brain=Porridge
This is how I feel today. Here are some visual aids to assist you. My Brain (well not actually mine but a comparable one, although I think mine might be larger and a lovely shade of pink). My Brain (after […]
The ‘AHA’ Moment
Over at author Nova Ren Suma’s website she’s just written a post about that wonderful moment when the floodgates open and everything suddenly looks technicolor bright—even the slodgy mess (that would refer to my WIP, not hers) that is whatever […]
Do you slang “Slang”? Drop verbal bombs?
I write YA, but that doesn’t mean I try to replicate how teenagers talk. Somehow over the last twenty years or so, I have stopped being a teenager myself and become an old person. It is an eternal mystery to […]