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Today I return to the Dust Lounge to move some dust around, and generally bash your eyes with NEWS, sweet NEWS. And this news doesn’t involve any voting, politics or fact-checking so y’all can relax.
Here’s the question – are you a plotter or a pantser?
Do you work out the ins-and-the-outs of what’s going to be happening in that story you’re about to tell, or do you sit down and let your pants take you where they will?
Are you an organised planner, or do you set a fire under yourself and write by the seat of your literary pants?
Today I am all sorts of pleased to welcome Mark A King to the Dust Lounge. The author of brilliant debut novel Metropolitan Dreams, and general all around top dude, we chatted about all things bookish, inspiration and cheese.
So without further ado, let’s get down to the good stuff.
Let’s talk about the life blood of authors. That’s reviews, right? I mean, after wine, cheesy pasta, and a good set of pyjamas. It’s reviews. Still, that makes them damn important. …Mmm, cheesy pasta… Because there’s so many books you could pick up and read, it all starts to boil down to how you pick your next word-candy. There’s only so many precious reading hours in the day, so you want to choose wisely. Personally, I’ll go with: authors I’ve read before authors I know personally and already respect their work authors I’ve heard about (generally from other authors I…
Aaaannnnd, after an impromptu hiatus, I’m back, in a slightly quieter Dust Lounge.
But not for too much longer, as soon enough we’ll be finding some new fur-babies to chase away the emptiness.
But, in the meantime, you’re stuck with me and my harmonicas. And we are back in business.
Are you? Well, are you? Of course, if you’ve not heard of NaNoWriMo, then there’s a fairly high possibility that you think I might be talking about some new trendy form of high-rise city slicker drug parties, or perhaps a new type of technical hackery that’s gradually taking over the interwebs when we’re not watching. But no, this would be the yearly foray into writing a shedload of words in not a lot of time and generally doing ALL OF THE WRITING YOU POSSIBLY CAN. I did it last year, and it was great fun, and I was massively knackered…