Tuesday, 29 January 2008

I'm kinda like a super ball...

Was it the Beatles who sang "I get by with a little help from my friends?"

It's hard enough just being a teenage girl, let alone a frustrated writer, and i'm not sure I'd be able to be so resilient if i didn't have a fantastic group of people surrounding me to inspire and encourage me.

It was at the KSP Write a Rama that i took part in recently that i picked up a writing book which stated something along the lines of "Writer's are notoriously solitary people who often isolate themselves from other people." I have a hard time believing that this could be true in any way. Sure, I can enjoy my own company, but I'm not content to always be alone and to tell the truth, I don't think that I could stand always having to listen to my own opinions without contention.

I'm fortunate to have a great support network in my locality. It consists of a group of people who are always vibrant, always challenging and most importantly, always there. I'm very fortunate to know that no matter what that book said, I am never truly alone. I'm always only a phone call away from somebody who'll listen.

And that is why I'm like a super ball, because I always bounce back thanks to my friends.

Now, back to the topic of writing. This week, I have still been madly compiling Inkfish because i only have three days left to complete that. I've also begun to rework an early novella length piece of mine into a novel length, and more cohesive, piece. All this is a distraction from the work I was trying to do on my novel, which was rejected for publication earlier this year.

Happy Tuesday, everyone

Tuesday, 22 January 2008

Futures...

Today i felt like shaking it up a little and changing the font around...

There is nothing i love more than a notebook filled with my own hand writing, my own thoughts and my own ideas. It's like having a book filled with my own typing, only one better because i don't have to pour years of my life into making it make sense. Journal writing is encouraged by a lot of successful writers, and even some amateur ones for the simple reason that a journal allows you to collect your thoughts. Some day in the future i may look through my old journals and discover that all along i was sitting on my billion dollar book deal- figuratively of course.

This week has been a very writing-oriented one. I spent the middle of last week in Greenmount taking a workshop on creative writing at the Katharine Susannah Prichard centre. The Write-a-Rama series is facilitated by Dr Melissa O'Shea, and gave some worthwhile insight into the world of writing. I also got more out of it than i had anticipated...

I am now the editor of Inkfish which is the anthology that our group is putting together to celebrate the writing that we did over the three day course. This is excellent from my point of view, not just because it gives me something to do other than watch television, but because it gives me some real, serious editting work to do, so that i can try it out as a future career, and i have to say, i don't hate it.

So far this week, i made no ground breaking achievements on editting my first novel or writing my second... but i intended to. Slaps on the wrist for that one.

Until next Tuesday,

Elimy

Tuesday, 15 January 2008

Beginnings...

I have been told that the beginning of a piece of writing is the most important...that some editors and critics will stop reading your work simply based on how boring they find your work. But beginnings are hard... sometimes i even like to write beginnings at the end of a story.

Here i have no chance. Here i begin my journey to publication. I intend to be published before i turn twenty. The definition of published here extends to magazines and journals but not to the school magazine, although that would be fine too. I have three more birthdays until that day. If you have opened this blog because you are genuinely interested by my progress, I thank you. If this is a pure fluke, please feel free to check up on me. Any kind words of encouragement would be much appreciated.

Happy trails, little campers,

Em