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Jul.18.2008
News: two Bywater books are finalists for awards at the GCLS conference, one of them mine. Miss McGhee is shortlisted for the Ann Bannon Popular Choice award.
I just sent off the final, revised for the last time, ms of What's Best for Jane. A writer friend had the temerity to inquire "How...
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Jul.18.2008
One thing I wrote about when I set this blog on its current course was that most of my professional writing so far has spared me a lot of critical scrutiny as a writer. I've sold my non-fiction mainly on my knowledge of the subject matter, thus taking the spotlight off the writing itself. Writing...
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Jul.17.2008
Like Pavlov's conditioned dogs at the sound of a bell, I salivate at the sight of a computer keyboard. Yes, yes, drooling, itching to write! After so many years of running a writing and editing service (www.timesolvers.com), I feel like a pianist without a practice piano, afraid that my fingers...
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Jul.17.2008
A pen. But not just any pen. A Uni-ball GEL Impact 1.0 mm. Black. Or a pencil, if the medium is hard, if the writing is to occur on a table or a desk, if the medium is paper, which is pulverized trees. Lined or graphed and in a notebook without a spiral. Not loose. Not blank. The medium must be...
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Jul.17.2008
Originally posted at - http://www.cementum.co.uk
This is a post I’ve been meaning to do for a while now, considering all the traveling I’ve been doing with work and such. I got the urge again after a recent Anchored Author post by Tracy, so hopefully this will come in useful to a few people, but...
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Jul.16.2008
So I'm gearing up for the fabulous annual San Diego Comic Book Convention. I went once, a billion years ago and then had a billion year gap for no real reason, before returning again. Four years ago, a friend convinced me to go down (pros get in free and I'd just become one so, for gas/motel fare,...
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Jul.16.2008
In 1929, being the first English language version I've been able to find, A.S. Eddington wrote, "... If I let my fingers wander idly over the keys of a typewriter it might happen that my screed made an intelligible sentence. If an army of monkeys were strumming on typewriters they might...
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Jul.16.2008
by Jack, your bony fido newshound.
The dog who keeps track of the plot.
Wey-hey, folks! So where's the gig? In the Red Room, I guess. Let me check the boundaries for you. OK, the name's Jack. Twenty-five killergrams of lightning reaction and a bundle of laughs if you're not trespussing on my patch...
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Jul.16.2008
Breakfast with writers I don't yet know always scares me a little at first. But the group was fairly congenial. A painter,
Cynthia, who is working on "skin" (she's painting pores and wrinkles, sounds like); another painter my age I look forward to getting to know (though she expressed...
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Jul.16.2008
I went to a party last night and met a lot of interesting people. Someone asked me about the kind of books I write and when I said, "Crime fiction," he remarked, "You must see a lot of films for research." Well, he was right, but only partly so. I see a lot of films, but not...
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