Today the Husband has been given a voice to share with all you wonderful supporters of writers how to get through this relationship alive and fairly well.
Writers, nod along in painful recognition. Non-writers, send wine and chocolate. You’ll see we are a pretty messed up bunch. Spot the signs.
If I had a pound for every time someone asked me what being a writer entails, I’d be… skint seeing as the pound is worth naff all now. Here’s multitasking at its best.
Everyone needs cheerleaders. Make sure you give the love right back to them as often as possible. Their support is invaluable. Love them or lose them.
The first draft of a novel brings joy and pain in equal measure. Finishing it can be tough but the ‘Firstie’ should alwaysw be loved and cherished.
Today’s post is brought to you via the medium of the cat. This is a rebellious attack againstThe Blog Police’s (TM) obsession with cat memes to boost stats.
My motives for writing this post are entirely dishonourable. If I can put off just one talented and upcoming writer from continuing, I may stand a chance.
One minute you’re typing faster than you can think and the next minute, it strikes, the sticky middle part of the novel. Help! Is there a way out?