For a long time I have been complaining, mostly in my head, and a little out loud if I’m honest, that I don’t have enough space in my writing room. I have always wanted a studio with a couple of long work benches.
In the writing world they ask if you are a plotter or a pantser. Do you plan out, or plot, your book in advance or do you fly by the seat of your pants. I’m more of a humming bird with some plotting and pantsing thrown in. My mentor, Jen Storer, calls it the Swedish … Continue reading Turning Ideas into Books: The Writing Journey
Now that I am at the pointy end of life, it's funny how my thoughts tend toward 'the end of all things' as Tolkien described the end of the world. Don't get me wrong, I am appreciating every day I'm given as if it's my last, well not quite, but I am living my life … Continue reading The end of all things
When I was a child I was told I was wilful and that ‘I couldn’t be told.’ Then, as a teen, I was the rebellious one, the black sheep. When I reached adult hood I was told I was bloody-minded. My husband had no idea what he was getting himself into. His mother was not … Continue reading Rebel with a cause
Many years later when I picked up my pen to write again, I found I still felt an invisible person reading over my shoulder. It took me a very long time to let go of worrying about who was going to read my writing. Four years of blogging has helped me be brave and write anyway.
I don't remember writing being anything other than my happy place. The flow, the zone, the place I love to go to, evaporated. I'm pleased to say I have continued to write this blog. Not a complete failure then.
Writing seems to be the area that suffers when I am hit with too many emotions.
I hold onto that feeling now as I write this blog and consider my inner country. The place within me where creativity lives
When I was young all I wanted to do was write. When I wasn’t writing, I was reading.
Every intention I used to make New Year resolutions. Lose forty kilos, save a million dollars, write a Nobel prize winning novel. Then I would feel guilty for failing. Cue my inner critic: 'Well derr.' I have a habit of setting the bar too high. In school I aimed for A+. I was never happy … Continue reading Every Intention
Rhiannon Dowding - Writer 