In many ways, writing is a lone pursuit, and as such, you have to remain inspired, remain motivated and put pen to paper for all the right reasons.
Writing because you feel you have to is a must and scribing sentences should be for you first and foremost, before anyone else.
Some may disagree, but whether you’re looking to write advertising content, novels, poems, motivational speeches, jokes or film scripts, you should read or listen to Charles Bukowski’s ‘so, you want to be a writer?’ first. Continue reading →
But, while digital publishing is a sign of progress, and in some ways evolution, we should never discount the joy of getting lost in a physical book. Nor should we overlook the role of the marketing paper or the print publication. And, tangible books aren’t dead like some people will have you believe. And, if vinyl is making a mainstream comeback, surely that’s a sign that physical publishing has its place in the future too? Continue reading →
The author must know his countryside, whether real or imaginary, like his hand – Robert Louis Stevenson
Imagine you’ve created the most heroic, heart melting, courage-perspiring hero plus a snarling, devious, and downright dirty nemesis for said hero to battle (or similar, depending on what your story is all about). Now imagine the setting your story is as dull as a dry cracker or simply doesn’t fit around your characters and their various plights.
If you’re currently staring at your screen in disbelief wondering where the next flurry of words is going to come from, forget what you’re doing for a moment and watch this short called Writer’s Block starring the one and only Bryan Cranston. Continue reading →
Jim pushed his paperwork around the table like a child does their peas around the plate. He recounted the phrase in his head, over and over again like clockwork. The syllables clasped his brain as he studied the sentence inside his head; words of wisdom served to him from beyond the grave.
‘You’re never too old to learn something new and never too young to teach’ was the phrase that had changed his life in ways he couldn’t quite explain, ways which were far less tangible; they were floating in the air around him. Continue reading →