So, amongst other attributes, I’d describe myself as moderately intelligent, a fierce advocate for women’s rights, a reader of fine literature, and a writer. So how is it that this steaming pile is my reading material of choice in the hair salon? Believe me, there’s no shortage of high-brow reading material here. But my hairdresser …
Blurbs. Yes, you read correctly. Blurbs. Might seem that the writing of the novel itself is the difficult bit. Nah. It’s the blurb. (And the acknowledgments pages – another story told on another post). How to package an entire story in a handful of digestible, enticing and intriguing sentences? Nightmare. In the film and tv …
True story. Here’s something I heard from colleague working on what will be an extremely high-profile local TV production. One of the actors involved is rather extensively covered in tattoos. No biggie, right? Wrong. The production has to seek permission from each and every one of the skin artists who has worked on the actor’s …
Another writer’s conundrum rears its ugly head. So, I’m playing around with my cerebral literary babies, trying to decide which one takes my fancy (see: previous post on the difficulty of choosing a favourite – not advisable with your own human offspring, but quite OK with your story-babies.) Here’s the thing. The one that keeps …
As I tackle my review of the ‘pages’*, as they’re called in the publishing biz, for my next novel, ‘The Emerald Tablet’ (unapologetic plug – to be released by Pan Macmillan at the end of June), my mind turns to what I’m going to embark upon next. Yes, it’s unbelievably exciting to see my words …
Bear with me. It’ll be worth it, I promise (she says with unjustified confidence). See that hand on the end of your arm? Well, consider this. Every cell in that hand was once part of something else… part of lots of things, actually. Everything that exists in the material world, from the loved ones we …
If you ask me (and, yes, I know you didn’t) – procrastination? Embrace it. It’s not like I waste my time on indulgences. My aimless meanderings always seem to revolve around important if also horribly mundane yet necessary tasks. But while I’m staking the tomato plants, cleaning the chook’s cage (NOT a typo. Just the …
Meaghan Wilson Anastasios 