I beat myself up about it to begin with.
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Sometimes, I still do. I usually get up around , when my son and daughter are already up getting ready for school. They leave at Get all the emails and social media distractions out of the way. Turn on Freedom a great programme that effectively disconnects me from the internet so I can concentrate on writing.
How sad that I need to be forcibly disconnected from Facebook distractions and all the cat pictures and comedy-inspirational-posters that entails. Oh, but the dog needs walking. He only had a quick walk yesterday, so I take him to the woods for a half-hour run around. An email comes in. I could start writing now, but I usually have a coffee and snack at eleven, so … might as well do it now.
A family member or friend phones as the kettle boils. I like coffee so strong it talks back to you. Rather, I have an idea of what a novel is about, and as it progresses I makes notes about the next chapter or two. Notes about characters, plot, set-pieces, some dialogue perhaps. Of course I do. Almost midday. I agreed to write something almost a year ago, so I had plenty of time. Then, at least. Now I have this novel deadline giving me daggers whenever I peek at the calendar, and the short story is screaming to be written.
Not until I get my words done for the day. Word count——zero. The phone rings. So I grab the phone. Might as well have lunch now. Not sure what to have, so I end up with an inevitable sandwich and a quick watch of the BBC News channel. Breaking News! I gasp and put down my half-eaten sandwich.
These words used to mean that something huge had happened. Should have been using Freedom. So, to work. I can feel them. I tell them Mr Lebanon as been eaten by a mutated antelope. I hope it lightens their day, because it works for me.
The words are slow at first, and that always happens, because I find I work much better when I start writing early in the day. The postman rings the doorbell.
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I enjoy swimming, biking and running, and I do my best to put them together in triathlons. My love of endurance sports is a big influence on my new novel, The Hunt. Three people have liked my post from the morning, and two people have invited me to play Candy Crush. Freedom again. So I do that, chat briefly with our lovely elderly neighbours over the garden fence. Make another cuppa, the phone goes. And then I get into it. I lose track of time.
Dan gets home first, running and sweaty and scruffy like an eleven-year-old boy should be, and I go out to see him and chat about his day. Another day wasted. Do a word count. There are ways to avoid those distractions.
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Firstly, lose the internet. It isn't a long tale, and I can't think of a way to review it without giving away spoilers that you would not thank me for.
Suffice it to say that it's extraordinarily well written, fun in a dark way, and will be over much to soon. Takes about five minutes to read - longer to think about. Swears on Loneliness of the Long Distance Panda. A young woman must choose between a river god, an older man it is acceptable to marry, and a younger man she wants to marry. She ends up with none of them.ticcoleavacce.tk
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Somehow, writer Jacey Bedford makes this improbable situation work, and work well. I especially enjoyed the fact that the princess wasn't magically able to weild a sword and ride into battle with no training, and yet managed to prove herself clever and gutsy anyway. The Loneliness of the Long Distance Panda.
Set in the aftermath of the First World War, two ex soldiers find something toitally unexpected when they step through a garden gate in search of a missing sister. Make Me Immortal With a Kiss. It's a story set on the eve of the Battle of the Somme, of doomed love given resolution, courtesy of Gilgamesh via a time travelling bar. My Elves and the Shoemaker story not what you're thinking of, but a different take on the old tale is in Enchanted Conversations - The Fairy Tale Magazine.
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Here is a link to the story file or just log to www. The Jewel of Locaria. The Jewel of Locaria is now online at Sorcerous Signals. It's a twins separated at birth story first published in in the DAW anthology Warrior Princesses. My first ever published story! And yes - one sister rescues the other - but I wrote this long before Frozen! Also in Mystic Signals - a print anthology of stories that have appeared in Sorcerous Signals.
Time and Tideles s. Time and Tideless: an encounter just before dawn on Toronto's lakeshore brings an old flame from Maura's past with a question. There's an interview about writing as well. A nexus between worlds and an alien ancounter. Mirror Mirror. It wasn't quite the end of the world and the survivors needed a code to live by, so Mort searched the recesses of imperfect memory March Saturday Night Reader. Just for a change not a SFnal story, but one written for a local writing group. February Trysts of Fate. Sadly misspelled in the cover as Jaycee Bedford, but it's still me in there with a reprint of my fox shapechanger story.
Thanks ToF. Today's story reflects one of those experiences — or nightmares — we've all experienced. Waiting on the platform of a deserted railway station late at night for the last train home. Will it ever come — or will something worse arrive in its place?
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