Spirit Moments The sheoak whispers and wails A wattlebird warbles and whistles The laughing bird claims the tree – my tree, my tree, mine A possum tail flicks high in the red gum Silver-green leaves dance in the morning light Shivers of bark peel and curl and swirl down the trunk The ancient tree … Continue reading Poems
However, I left out the part about exactly what I promised. I have an excuse. A good one. Valid. 'Flu. It's the first bout I've been afflicted with since 2001 (or thereabouts - who the hell remembers specifics that far back when in the throes of death?). If I had the energy, I'd go dig … Continue reading Well, Because It’s Wednesday, and I Promised
A few more hours to get Not On The Cards free. A ticking clock, forever moving forward, rewards only those who step in front to take advantage of the brief moment. Time 'til it's finally over: Tuesday, May 15, 2018, 11:59 PM PDT
Take particular note of the final entry …
Adding voice to style … how does it go?
There was a bit of a conversation going on yesterday over at Serendipity about finding your voice as a writer. It is something with which many writers are preoccupied and with reason. Your voice is your signature. The tone, the flow, even the choice or repetition of words will, if you are lucky, make your work appeal to a reader.
For a writer, the best thing in the world is to know you have been read and that what you have written has been enjoyed or has struck a chord with a reader. Most of the time, we just don’t know… a book goes out into the world and we hear very little unless we are fortunate enough to get a review. Sales don’t matter in that respect… they only show that a book has been bought…you still don’t know whether they were even read. The odd review or…
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This weekend only - Not on The Cards is free at Amazon. An urban fantasy with soft sci-fi and arcane elements. A simple mistake, to fall in love. Worse, to bear the child in secret. Worst of all is when her baby is stolen at the birth. A mother will do anything, travel all … Continue reading I’m Free, I’m Free – Book Promo
Of course it's a push - I want to let you know that Not On The Cards is going free this weekend. Only this weekend. Which means, go there this weekend, rapido, and get it. And if you do get it, please do a review. There are many reasons I like to see the reviews - … Continue reading What to Read this Weekend
Scene 1 The big event commenced two days hence, when the three moons eclipsed in front of the Red Sun. So much work to get done before then. A perfect reason for Terrani to be where he was, and not down there. To Terrani’s left and above his hidden ledge was the main wind-eye entrance … Continue reading The Second Battle for the Wild Hunt
I was inspired by( https://dailytales.com.au/2018/05/04/195-the-tale-of-a-story-never-told/), and decided to reblog my own version of the wandering story-beings.
What is the word for a whole passel of muses? Multiple voices yelling that it’s time they had a chance to say something?
Musae – that’s what it is. Hundreds of them, hanging around, waiting – not quietly – for their chance in the sun (or words). But they never shut up, never go away, never leave the mind at peace. Never.
In the bath, and my other half comes in, asks “you okay?”, I say “yeah, we’re fine.” he says “we?” I say “yeah, me and my muse – it’s telling me a story.”
True. This happens all the time. I don’t think I’ll live long enough to tell all the stories that come to me that way. Too many.
I worked it out once (this thought came from the muse of numbers). If I wrote ten books a year, I’d have to live for at least another fifty years to…
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Songwriters write hundreds of songs in their lifetimes; poets pen thousands of emotions. Lyrics spin from their minds and pen because they must, must, must be given to the world. Artists paint, composers create, playwrights play, writers write ... it's a compulsion. They don't stop at one or two, do they? Why then do some … Continue reading If I should Die
