Writing Prompt:The Hardest Word

Apparently, the word most people find hardest to say to someone is "NO". I'm not sure I agree with this, but it's an interesting idea. Personally, there are about a dozen words I find harder. I find telling someone they're wrong harder than refusing them something. If you had to pick one word that you... Continue Reading →

Quote for the day

Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way. -E. L. Doctorow

Writing Prompt: Random

My mind is going in a hundred different directions. It drifts to work and some intense meetings I had today.  I've been thinking about next year and the things I have to do to make it successful. I'm excited, but it's going to be busy.  I have so many plans and ideas and there are... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: Creating the perfect fit

My tastes in books tends to be a bit eclectic. I have Japanese thrillers, historical fiction, contemporary British, history, philosophy, fantasy, horror and science fiction (to name a few).  There is no predicting what will capture my attention on a given day when I wander into Waterstone's on Princes Street. When I go in, I... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: Sweet, Sour or Savoury?

Quite often, in writing, description focuses on appearances, sounds, sensations or smells. What about taste? I've never really thought about it, but I think that deep down I'm a savoury kind of girl. I love spices, strong chilies, rich butter and I'm a total steak monster and shepherds pie is just the thing to make... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: Guilty Pleasures

OK, here goes. I love horror films, but sometimes, during the gory scenes, I keep my eyes half closed to protect my delicate little mind from anything tooooo unpleasant. I don't cover my eyes because I don't want the people in the cinema to think I'm a wimp. If I like a song, I hit... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: 10 minute stroll

As I wandered along Princes Street on my way to the station I realised there was so much to see in every direction if I just walked with my head up. Passing the gallery a group of Capoeristas danced and played their instruments to a crowd that gathered around them. On the path above Princes... Continue Reading →

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