Thankful

thank-ful

 

Writing is fun, hard and stressful. You question yourself at every turn…but when you get your first 5 ✨review and they love your characters as much as you do..it is soooo worth it.

Thank you to the gals for answering all my newbie questions – Natalie, Stacey, Kris (Author Kristine Dugger)

Thank you to Lili Saint Germain and the girls in our posse for giving me the know how and the push to publish.

💫 The first books of many to come from this girl 💫— feeling fantastic.

First Release a reality

In Primary School – Grade 4 – I was selected to attend a writing workshop at a local university.

In High School I was asked by one of my English teachers to be Editor for our school newsletter they were starting.

I am not sure what happened to my love of writing after that.  I began reading a lot more to relax during university.  I discovered partying at uni 🙂 and boys.

Fast forward to 20 years later – I have 2 degrees, loving husband and four adorable (mostly) children – and I have rediscovered my love of writing.  

For the past 10 years I have been writing on the side, giving my dream of being a published author a half-hearted effort at best.  This past year I have been given the opportunity to write again and put the time in to making this dream a reality.

And here we are…new logos created, book cover ready for release, manuscript in editing…

As nervous as I am, it will be a relief to finally have my first novel out there in the world and continue working on my next release.

Story ideas?

Story ideas can come from anywhere. 

Mine have come mostly from daydreaming.  

  • Daydreaming
  • Dreams
  • Picture of perfect character- usually male 😉

What I am getting better at is not waiting for the inspiration to come but instead pulling that bugger right out kicking and screaming.  

Writing every day has helped with this forcing of ideas.

Music

If I had to choose one thing I can’t live without (apart from family and my animals) it would be Music.

I use music in every part of my life.  It allows me to focus on the task at hand.  Otherwise my head is running constantly with, well, everything.

Upbeat music while I am doing the housework.

Loud current playlist while I am driving.

Moody, intense playlist while I am writing to bring out the passion for the scene I am writing.

And the one song I love to sing at the top of my lungs when I am pissed…and before I lose my shit…

Staind – It’s Been Awhile

And a new one just recently found…

Disturbed – The Sound of Silence

 

Watching music videos helps to get me in the right frame of mind to write.  Especially if I am feeling blah.  Watching sexy moody men doesn’t hurt either 🙂   Rihanna, Little Mix and Janet Jackson music videos always deliver on the sexy men.

 

Happy Writing xx

 

 

 

 

 

Pitching your novel

 

Steps for pitching your novel to a literary agent .

Great ideas to help prepare and practice, when those 5 to 10 minutes need to count.

Something I will be practicing so I am prepared should the opportunity present itself.

 

How to pitch your novel

Impatience

patience

 

I submitted another assignment yesterday and I find myself constantly logging in to see if the feedback has been posted yet…and this is for an assignment where I know they guarantee a response within three days.  How the hell am i going to cope when I finally send off a manuscript where I may not hear for months, if at all???
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So I will complete the next assignment I plan to submit tonight…but first, one last check 🙂

Writing Spaces

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I have always been waiting for the right time to write.  Looking for the right space.  The right desk.  The right notebook.  The right pen.  What I have learnt when as a mum your family are your number one priority,  writing doesn’t have to be perfect.  or written in the perfect space.  Your story just has to be written.

Over the past month when my babies needed more of their mum’s time and support, I still found the time to write and submit assignments.  Suddenly I had more perfect spots to write – the car, bed, stairs.  As long as I had coffee, a pen and my notebook I was set to go.