Friday, June 25, 2010

You Gotta Get A Glory

I'm missing my books. We had to temporarily leave most of our collection at the house in Wales. I thought that was all I missed but yesterday I looked at the wall above my desk and the words were missing. You see, I used to have a postcard with some uplifting words from an old Negro song, stuck above my computer. I remembered them well but wanted to 'see' them so wrote them out and then thought I'd share them with you. I changed one word - write was originally tell.

Oh, you gotta get a glory in the work you do.
A Hallelujah chorus in the heart of you.
Paint, or write a story, sing or shovel coal
but you gotta get a glory or the job lacks soul.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Escape from the screen

I've discovered since moving back to Malvern that there is life other than staring at the computer screen. In the last place it was all I had to do. Here, I write in the mornings, play in the afternoons and I get more work done than when I worked all day.

On Tuesday our power supply was going to be intermittent so I took the day off and we visited Ledbury. Good choice. Some of the crew of HMS Ledbury were there to lay a wreath to honour the war dead. Their ship is named, not after the town, but after the Ledbury fox hunt. This is because it belongs to the Minesweeper class, or Hunter.

The Town-Crier was there too. He's called Bill The Bell and I asked if I could have my photo taken with him.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Three cheers for my cyber-sister, Glynis Scrivens

I'd always wanted a sister and then Glynis, who lives in Australia, found me via my website and we adopted each other.
Today Glynis gets the distinction of being my first (and maybe only) guest blogger. Over to Glynis -
Writers need to learn to see things from different angles. We can be in a situation that stresses us but need to rise above this if we're to use these feelings and experiences in a story.
Here's an example.
A few months ago our dog, Benny, kept getting on my nerves. He's a lovable mongrel, don't get me wrong, but one day I said to a friend, "Icould kill that dog today."
"Do it," said Bruce. He's a writer too and knew I was dabbling in whodunits.
"No editor is going to use a story about a dog getting murdered," I said.
"Then make him a man," said Bruce.
And I did. I gave him the qualities that'd been bugging me about Benny - and I gave him his name so my feelings would come across in my writing.
It worked.
Woman's Day bought the story last week.
Next time something or someone bugs you, tap into those feelings. But do it from a perspective that works for you. Step outside the experience, don't be limited by it.