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Blog of a newbie writer and her adventures with Sir Cursorlot - my cursor friend and foe. |
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First time at writing a novel, first time blogging at 51. Bloody hell, this will be interesting. I am writing under my pen name Amare (pronounced Ar - Mah - Ray) which is latin for my real name. I am a proud Aussie who lives in Queensland on an acre property with my husband and our 3 beautiful furkids (golden retrievers) I am a puppy educator for Guide Dogs for the blind and love the sense of achievement when we see one of our amazing pups go on to change the life of a vision impaired person. Raised 6 pups myself before working full time. A very satisfying and rewarding job. Now I'm trying to achieve something more personal for myself as a writer, a journey and maybe success just for me. Also working on self belief, self love, building my confidence, self growth and believing I'm worth something. Not an easy task. So come on a journey with me. Hopefully it will be a fun read from time to time, and it will be bluntly honest. |
| How can you possibly go from writing a draft for a novel with all these ideas swirling around and around, connecting with your characters and having a plan of where their story is going to lead to, .......nothing!!! I was on such a roll with More Than A Journey Home, but for the last week, maybe a bit more.....nothing. I literally sat down five minutes ago and started to write and then deleted it as it was just not working. Talk about frustrating. And what does this mean?? Will Mason remain forever stuck in the kitchen at 2am after cooking an extremely early breakfast? Will he never speak another word to the two people sitting in the kitchen with him? How devastating for him if this turns out to be true. And Sir Cursorlot is also grumbling about the lack of work I have been giving him as well. The endless, blink, blink, blink with nowhere to go is driving him crazy. I want to write!! I want to tell stories and grow in my work, not come to a dead stop like my boots have set in concrete with no way out. I've never been short of things to say, but my creative mojo has gone on break without even a by your leave? What the??? Bloody frustrating. |
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