A Drizzly Day

Which is fine by me because I can sit in my tiny officeporch, and write, look for places to submit, work on my collection, stop by ad hoc fiction’s weekly slot, flit around on twitter for a bit, dig out stories I’d thought I’d lost… I just found the very first piece of fiction I wrote that was accepted somewhere. It was called The Thinking Place, although the magazine changed the title to something I didn’t like. It was published in Feb 2008 in Take a Break’s Fiction Feast and I was paid £250! I was the most chuffed person ever. At the time I was travelling on the back of a motorbike with my now husband, then HTB. Anyway I want to add this story to my collection so I searched all my old e mail addresses and eventually found it. I read it as I’ve not read it for ages and I’d completely forgotten the ending, which I loved. I laughed out loud for surprising myself! Sometimes endings are hard – this is about my most favourite ever.

I bought myself a mentorship with Cornerstones for Christmas. My lovely mentor, Debz Hobbs-Wyatt is full of great advice and encouraging words. We’re working on my collection of short stories, half of which are a bit magical and half of which are mostly based in reality. I’m learning a lot already, two weeks into the mentorship. My goal at the end is to get it published as a stand alone collection – I know this will be difficult. If I can’t attract a publisher – even a  very very small one – I’ll self publish, but I’ll self publish knowing the collection is the best it can be and has had an expert eye passed over it.

Life continues to be extremely full, which is the way I write best. And nowadays, who isn’t busy? If I get over-busy though, I head to the sofa and read (though I can’t remember doing that since NY). At the mo all the reading I do is in bed before sleep.

This week I’ve heard I’ll be in the next Monkey Collection and for the next month I’ll be on tenterhooks with 10 submissions winging their way around cyberspace, hopefully getting somewhere.

And in other news, the P on my keyboard isn’t working very well. Makes writing on sites like Hour of Writes, where I only ever write ‘live’ on the site, very difficult! I usually manage 1700-the full 2000 words in the hour allotted. I never manage it typo-free, I often end up with something I wasn’t expecting. Sometimes it’s even quite good.

Shout out to all the fellow scribblers out there… keep those words coming…



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I'm a writer living in the NE of Scotland. I write short stories, flash fiction and to date, three novels as practice ones. I've won a few competitions and been published in a few places, and I've been shortlisted too... My stories have been described as easily readable, but with serious themes. I'm finding my own unique voice as a writer and it becomes clearer every day. I'm a mum of two young children and have a partner who is very supportive. I give English tuition to anyone who needs it and I drive taxis part time. In between being a keen cook and making ignoring housework a new hobby, I write. I manage a few hours a day during a good week and one day I'd LOVE to spend a week or so on a writers' retreat. Having said that, the busier I am, the more I write. I like working under pressure (hence my attendance on sites such as 'Hour of Writes' and 'Write-Invite') and it never ceases to amaze me what pops out of my head when I sit down to a blank screen. I am a member of a writer's group called Mearns Writers, a lovely bunch of (slightly bonkers and thoroughly interesting) people indeed. I'm trying to build an on line life as I believe most writers nowadays need to have a readily availble 'CV' in the form of a blog/twitter account/social media page and though I would rather spend time writing stories I suppose it's time I collated my successes and made a page that, hopefully, a publisher/agent will read one day. Happy reading!

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