
My Blog sits me down for a difficult heart-to-heart, questioning my loyalty, sanity, and ability to survive without posting imaginary conversations with inanimate concepts. I have to admit, it has a point. Not that I’m admitting it to My Blog.
I spent a lot of 2019 insulting my goals; poking them, calling them names, and generally hating on them. I’ve decided that in 2020 I should be kinder to them, and as well all know, whenever I decide something like that, I’m going to make a blog post out of it and insist that everyone should be doing it. You’re welcome.
This week I’m over at Anne R. Allen’s splendiferous blog in the US, wondering what it would be like to live with a well-known fictional character stereotype. At Christmas. Curious? Well, wonder no more, and count your blessings that you don’t…
The popularity of certain types of fiction waxes and wanes with economic cycles. This is because readers are human, and want to escape their reality. But if romantic fiction is the ultimate escapism, why isn’t it more popular at the moment? As usual, I have a theory about this, and I’m not afraid to use it…
Have you ever been half way through your major writing project, only to suddenly suspect…. it’s all been done before? Here’s some handy advice with the benefit of hindsight (and some surprising news on that old cliché – top Amazon genres involving fish).