Wednesday, 6 May 2020

Lately...

Well lately everything has changed, but once I've established a routine I can pick out the things that matter most to me and one of those 'things' is writing.

So my new verse novel 'Foot prints on the Moon' has been undergoing lots of re-writing, cuts with polish, until the main character Sharnie, is truly the focus.  This novel has a multitude of themes but now with some wonderful suggestions from my publisher and editor the story line is tighter.  A bit tricky with a verse novel as there is a fine balance between the poetry and the narrative.

But the subject matter and the time frame demand a poetic touch, an extra dimension as the story unfolds.


What else have I been doing?  Going through very, very old journals- my first writing journals as a teenager and scanning or feeding to the compost bin.

A surprise is that some themes then are the themes I still embrace now.  And look at the wonderful covers of my journals- I have saved them and will re-use maybe as junk journals which I am itching to try.





Writing still matters greatly to me and its the humming line, the breathing line, the joyous line through each day.

What matters to you at this Covid-19 time?

Thursday, 9 January 2020

A New Year and maybe rather than resolutions, an action plan

My grandson Louis has found a book connection with my dog Monti- "Look Monti a book about you!"

Precious moments.

On the writing front I have a new book scheduled for publication this year but it still has lots of work ahead, but love the main character Sharnie- a longer verse novel for an older age group with lots of subplots and issues.  This book began life many years ago and has been transforming- I think this is the way I tend to work- by the seat of my pants!  So a new pin board (reclaimed from the recycle tip) and covered by a fabric hessian scrap, may help me to navigate the rollicking waters of plot, character arcs, character growth and sub plots!!!!!



Meanwhile my garden begins to take shape and these are the first blueberries we have ever grown.

And our sadness at the terrible tragedy of our bushfires often results in helplessness at the plight of so many needing help- what can we do?  We can write, we can pray, we can donate and we can plant and carefully recycle and reuse.  As a writer my words are often recycled, my ideas often recycled until they reach a satisfactory outcome.  Little things, little works, little poems, little prayers all make a difference. What do you recycle?