Gone conferencing

Oh hey there, pals. I hope your NaNoWriMos are going swimmingly in the last stretch. Mine most certainly took a detour, but then again, I rebelled and edited an existing book. And did All The Things, like I always say I won’t. And now… *drumroll* I’m in Winchester for the annual SCBWI Conference! There will be networking. There will be inspirational keynote speeches. There will be a fancy dress shindig. There will, not unrelatedly, be a phenomenal amount of drinking, because writers.


Exclusive shots from this year’s costume ball. Maybe.


I’m quite excited about this. I angsted over whether to book it, but it’s proven so beneficial to my writer pals’ professional development that I took the plunge. I’ve booked a 1-to-1 with an agent to discuss #BansheeYA’s first chapter, plus a critique group to look over something else I’m revising (and SCBWI writers are the BEST when it comes to constructive, friendly feedback). And tomorrow afternoon… well, I’m not allowed to tell you, but let’s just say I might be in need of a stiff drink or three at the ball.

Anyway, must dash and have my finest cheapass breakfast of free hotel coffee, Percy Pigs and Berocca before the Fringe events today. Look, don’t judge my food choices. I had a hellish 9-hour drive yesterday through blizzards, pissing rain, and around crap fellow motorists. I’m very much looking forward to wearing a house on my head on Saturday night. No, I’m not even going to explain the outfit. Wait until the scandalous pics on social media. (Or, if you’re at the conference, come say hi. I don’t bite, honest.) See you on the other site, chums!



#BroodyBFF: Soundtracks

It’s almost as if this challenge was made for me, eh? Today in the #BroodyBFF challenge, we’re talking about music: what songs remind me of YA books, books with music in them, and writing soundtracks. I’ve already talked about music and writing here, but basically I could talk about it until the YA apocalypse so here goes nothing…

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Blogmas, Day 1/2: NaNoWriMo postmortem

Well, what do you know, it’s December already. To celebrate, I’m currently being too busy to start Blogmas on time! Hurray! To make up for it, a double-bill today, on just how NaNoWriMo went down, and courtesy of this post the answer to ‘what show from your childhood would you love to bring back?’ Grab a mulled wine and read on…

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Finding home

In less than a month, I read my story at the Book Festival, so I thought I’d write a little bit about myself. That little bit grew into something longer and angstier, and was inspired by a couple of other Story Shop writers opening up about identity, belonging and comfort zones. So, here goes my attempt. Warning: contains Pokemon GIFs.

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Camp NaNoWriMo: Week 2 Blues

I seem to be 20,000 words into this year’s Camp NaNoWriMo and haven’t given up in frustration. If you’re very (un)lucky, I might do what I’ve done in previous years and post an unedited extract of the monstrosity. For now, here’s what I’ve discovered, as I limp through the notorious second week…

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