Bluffer’s Guide To The Fringe, 2017 Edition

You may have noticed I’ve gone a bit quiet on here, but you might also spot that it’s August, and there’s a certain large arts festival that’s rolled into Edinburgh. All that free time I said I’d spend writing is actually spent diving into culture and all that. So, I thought I’d put together a bluffer’s guide to all things Festival, for any of my pals visiting this month…

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Blogmas, Day 16: Party Time

Today, my long-suffering husband went to his office Christmas lunch. Alas, I was sat in the house with a Christmas card and present list a mile long and nobody to talk to, because I live the freelance life. So I hatched a Cunning Plan, and it might go tremendously well or end in disaster…

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Story Shop: or how I learned to stop worrying and love writing

It’s been exactly a month since my Story Shop appearance. Cor, time’s flown! Now that the tents are packed up and Edinburgh’s gone back to some kind of normality, I’ve been looking back at the madness that was August, and here’s my vaguely coherent thoughts on it all…

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Impostor syndrome, or ‘no, you really ARE a writer’

This blog needs the dust blown off it, eh? I’ve been a bit swamped with work and editing, plus this week’s been a strange mix of VIP events I managed to get into, from the Science Festival launch to a book launch featuring several Floris authors. And when I went to the latter, I was struck with the thing all writers dread: impostor syndrome.

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Accidental Bolivian Partridge

Well, there’s an awful lot I could write about our big adventure in Bolivia and Peru. In fact, there’s at least one book and *checks notebook* four short stories and a novella in it, which should see me nicely through autumn and NaNoWriMo. But I promised a lot of folk on Twitter and Facebook that I’d tell the tale of the peña in La Paz. And so, dear readers, sit doon and I’ll tell you a story.

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Just an average writing week, then

Oof. It’s been a while hasn’t it? I’ve been a bit busy, scampering to networking events, drinking too much and fretting about whether I’ll ever be published. Plus ça change. I’ve done a day in the life post before, but that was just before querying kicked in in earnest. Now the novel’s in much better shape, everything’s gone up a notch from ‘fevered scribbling’ to ‘frantic editing’, and free time is just a distant memory. So, in an attempt to shift writer’s block, here’s a chunk of my ‘average’ week, in which I have too much to do and should be kept away from wine and technology. Continue reading