Many many years ago, I had a terrible, horrible experience. read an article about the morning pages from The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron.
Tag: writing
Hustle of a Salesman
It’s conflicting to see the amount of hustle involved in modern publication, whether traditional or self-published.
Writing through the Years
My views of writing are continuously changing. I began writing, after many many years as an avid reader, in an attempt to express myself freely as I adapted to a new culture, new language, new marriage, new country.
Efficacy or Keeping Up With Creativity
I have a habit of making lists on pieces of paper, or under notes for other things. Then I lose track of what lists or notes refer to what
Efficiency or How I Found Lost Time
A few weeks ago, someone made a comment about how emails were the bane of their lives. I have to admit I smiled smugly to myself.
Trust, Infrastructure and Forgetting your Glasses
All of this emphasises the importance of infrastructure and laying it before you have to dig it all up multiple times. At the moment I’m trying to lay my own infrastructure for a stable writing practice and for my current project. One of the things I need to do is set up a website or two, and plan some writing.
Perspective on a Scene – Everyday or Exotic?
Ebru dragged the shopping trolley over the paving stones and through the entrance into the market. Spring was just around the corner judging by the fruit tree saplings. She walked through the crowds, looking left and right at the piles of fruit and vegetables on low trestles on either side of the passage. Spring had not arrived to the stalls yet judging by the predominance of spinach and cabbage. Winding a path through the market she stopped in front of Click for more
Proud to be an Expat
Many, many years ago I read an article in a Turkish newspaper asking for contributors for an anthology about foreign women in Turkey. I felt like it had been written directly to me. When I first came to Turkey I shunned all foreign company. That sounds very high and mighty but it really wasn’t hard to do in Çanakkale of the early 2000s, there were very few foreigners to avoid. My reasoning was that I had to throw myself into Click for more
Joy in Writing
For many years I have “suffered” from writer’s block. The inverted commas are to indicate that I don’t really believe such a thing exists. But writing was not happening. The impulse is to wonder why and here’s a list that may or may not explain it: Lack of confidence Perfectionism Bad time management Avoidance of hard work with a distant result Perceived lack of good ideas Social anxiety/fear of being seen Time spent reeling between terrorist attacks Awareness of climate Click for more
Pinning the Butterfly
I’ve been putting off writing this blogpost. It feels a little like pinning down a butterfly. Flying around it creates wonderful glimpses of colour but I know if I don’t pin it down, it will flutter on its way and the memory of it will fade. I attended a poetry workshop in the local university a few weeks ago. It’s the first time to my knowledge that an English-language poetry workshop has been held so I jumped at the chance Click for more