A day’s writing with the Author and the Internal Editor

Wakes up on the two seater loveseat. Alone. Feet dangle over the tiled coffee table. Wrapped tightly about in a duvet. Through the window Thursday clouds threaten rain.  Crosses fingers; that would be nice. Heads into the kitchen. Has to rinse himself a clean cup, dishes undone for a while now. Has to empty ashtray … Continue reading A day’s writing with the Author and the Internal Editor

When the writing flow starts to congeal

Robert Louis Stevenson was quoted as saying: Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds you plant. At the moment I am planting lots of seeds but when I look at my fields the crops seem like poor specimens. Under nourished and not able to stand tall against strong winds. … Continue reading When the writing flow starts to congeal

Suiting the taste of a target audience

We are nearing the halfway mark of our journey and I have just completed the manuscript in its rawest form – the unformed clay if you will. My mentor has allowed the following week to go over this first draft and begin the editing process, so I am a bundle of nerves. Even now, I … Continue reading Suiting the taste of a target audience

Larree makes a stand on unsteady ground

A few Sundays back we went to the Art Show in Wellington and I bought a picture. A small black and white print by Joe Wright of a figure standing on this very precarious base of branches like a kereru nest, holding a megaphone up to the sky, and out of the megaphone comes all … Continue reading Larree makes a stand on unsteady ground