If you work in IT you don’t admit it when you meet people. They will inevitably reply, “Oh, really? I have this problem with my computer…” and you end up spending precious hours of your life telling near-strangers to turn it off and on again.
I hear lawyers and doctors get this too, but the advice is less “turn it off and on again” and more “you’re fucked, mate”. Writers aren’t immune to this phenomenon. I’ve been asked to look over all sorts, from award nominations to website copy to job applications.
…and, one time, an erotic story someone had written in which she had sex with her fiancé’s brother. In church. And, even though it was a fantasy, gave him a small penis. She commented on the penis’ smallness during foreplay. Honestly, I struggled to give it more than a 3/5 (the story, not the penis).
Thankfully, this blog is not about that story. Continue reading “Job Application Writing Tips”
I’ve heard the biggest cause of arguments in marriage is money or children.
In this house, it’s not.
It’s Monopoly. Continue reading “Arguments in Marriage”
Sex scenes used to terrify me. Not writing them, but letting people read them. I soon discovered this is common among writers, and most of us dread it for the same reason: we’re afraid readers will think we’re living vicariously through our sex scenes. That they will think that’s the type of sex we want to be having. And that’s a very intimate thing for people to know.
It’s also bollocks (in a manner of speaking). I’ve written sex scenes with six different characters. Well, I mean, not together. I don’t think I’m accomplished enough with pronouns to pull that off without diagrams, and I can’t draw.
Continue reading “Sex Scenes”
Google throws up 259,000 results for ‘how to query a literary agent’. I read approximately 258,999 of them when I was preparing to query (the remaining one wouldn’t load, even though I refreshed for sixty-three hours straight).
Yet I still found writing my query difficult. Continue reading “Querying Agents”
Lying carries risks. Most obviously, being caught out. Less obviously, having your desk taken over by 26 rubber ducks.
This is the story of one man who lied, and the fowl* consequences of his actions.
*This is neither the last, nor the worst, duck-related pun to come.
(Not actually Ivor) Continue reading “The Man Who Cried Duck”
Writer’s block isn’t something I’ve ever struggled with. Perhaps it’s because I write (non-fiction) for a day job–my boss is laid back and generous, but I don’t think it’d fly with him if I said “Hey, Ivor, I have writer’s block today so I’m just going to play Solitaire until home time. Make me a cup of tea?”
He probably would make the tea though. We are British.
For my writing process at least, there’s no such thing as writer’s block.
But there is cat block. Continue reading “Writer’s Block? Nah. Cat Block.”
Stars: ***** / 5
I have a confession to make. This is the first Jennifer Crusie book I’ve read.
I know, right? What kind of romance fan am I?
I blame my mother. If you’d heard her talking about ‘Mills and Boon’ (the UK brand for Harlequin) with the kind of disgust usually reserved for serial killers and estate agents, you’d have paused before buying one too. My heart beat reached 178/minute when I researched–in the dark, by torchlight–how to be published with them, and I prayed she’d never find out.
But when my wonderful agent said my writing reminded her of Crusie, one of her favourite authors, I just had to bite the bullet, risk being disowned, and buy one.
Naturally, I bought the one with a cute dog on the cover.
Continue reading “Book Review -ANYONE BUT YOU, Jennifer Crusie”