The ‘why’ behind the craft

A few years ago, I decided to volunteer at a major writing festival. One of the perks of volunteering is that once you’ve checked attendees’ tickets, you then get to pull up stumps yourself. Once, I was lucky enough to man the door of a craft workshop lead by a local Sci-Fi/Fantasy author. Once all…

The necessity of labels

When you think of genre fiction, your mind likely comes up with umbrella terms like crime, romance, science fiction, drama, horror, and comedy. Beneath these broad terms however, there are many subgenres: mystery, thriller, police procedural, speculative fiction, space opera, regional romance and so on. Then there’s the hybrids: dystopian romance, political thriller etc. So…

Literary necromancy and trickster devices.

Being January, the temptation to write a blog discussing the new year and my hopeful writing goals is overwhelming. However, I thought it would be more interesting for you if I discussed other types of beginnings, like the importance of a good opening sentence. To get us started, here’s some opening lines from famous literary…

The Write Before Christmas

4:44am Beep beep beep: Partner’s alarm goes off. Usually, I get up with Partner, potter around until his lift for work arrives and then I take Dog for a walk. Today, I decide to sleep in. 5:15am Partner comes back into bedroom, says his lift hasn’t arrived, can I drop him off? Get out of…

Writer’s block, exercise and pineapples

Personally, I don’t believe in writer’s block. Now, I understand that I’m about to launch into a rather nuanced argument, but I believe that writer’s block is just a romanticised version of resistance (minus the roses and awkward foreplay). Really, writing is the same as exercise. It’s 6am. The alarm goes off, accompanied by the wafting smell…

Looky looky! My friend made a tarot card deck!

Get on that turban and wipe clean that crystal ball folks, cos things on Radical Writing are about to get mystical. Today, I am celebrating the launch of My First Tarot deck, a simply splendid spread and tarot card deck crafted by my friend Eleanor Hammond. If for some reason you’ve never found yourself in…

An open letter to the Muse

Dear Muse, I missed you today! What happened? I thought we had an appointment, but maybe I’m mistaken? I thought we were going to meet at that little café up the road and around the corner? You know the one. The place with the house made coconut milk and gluten free bikkies you like so…

Penmonkey or typist? The Standard Writer’s Interrogation List.

Let’s be honest, it doesn’t matter whether you are a keyboard tapper or a pen whittler, when it comes to writing it only matters that you write not how you write. Yet, penmonkeys continue to ask one another how they made the journey from black page to completed manuscript. Pantser or potter, morning or midnight,…

I DIDN’T PROOF THIS POST!

Really, how necessary is rewriting? In school we are trained to do draft after draft of our assignments. You complete your research, scribble out an argument and then spend hours (maybe even days) proofing and polishing the paper to perfection. You check that your paragraphs open with tidy succinct topic sentences and that your argument…

A good murder

Ice Rose by Oxana Doroshkevich I recently spent an entire weekend in my PJs. I wasn’t depressed or recovering from a hangover – well okay, maybe I did have a headache from the previous night’s wine – but the reason I passed on a costume change was because of the Hulu series 11.22.63; a TV adaptation of…

Obsession, coffee and a hint of anxiety

  Cristimitan – Obsession I picked up a litre of milk on the way to Sara’s place. My cold hands stung as I clasped the fresh latte. I sat opposite Sara at her small kitchen table and listened as she outlined the rules for the barista competition. She was competing the following day. She was…

My life on the road. Gloria Steinem and other reflections.

Image by Moyan Brenn Road Interesting conversations are often about nothing. During a drawn out breakfast one Sunday morning, my partner and I reminiscence about the past six years; specifically, on our travels and relocations. It went like this: moved house six times (that’s once every year!) moved city/town four times moved states once traveled…