Tag: writing
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A summer of [BLANK]
On what to do with a summer’s break
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News Bash
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.
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Do you write with plots or pants?
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…
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Are you NaNoWriMo-ing?
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.…
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The FlashDogs are back and this time they’re even shorter
It’s been a while since the FlashDogs have been out and about, prowling the digital streets, releasing fine paper beasts of flash fiction into the wild and raising money for charity. This is sad, because I missed them. But it’s good, because they’re each up to other things, other projects, and that is all very…
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On cover design. Because it matters.
I love covers. I really love covers. I’m not talking about musical covers. (As an aside, if we were talking about musical covers then I’d point you in the direction of Tori Amos’s Strange Little Girls album. Just covers. Just bloody awesome.) I’m talking about book covers.
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Creative Input: Turning up the heat
It’s holiday season – time for ice cream and deck chairs and the aromatic burn of barbecues. It’s time for mosquito bites and criss-crossed tan lines. It’s time for my legs to shine bright like matchstick beacons during the one week of the year they’re let out from their shroud of denim. And this year,…
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Who’s the baddy?
It’s been a bit quiet over here in the dust lounge, I do humbly apologise. A combination of the day job attempting to delve its nasty little fingers across the work-life balance scales, and fitting in the final-pass edits on Grind Spark have pretty much flung me off the radar.