Whilst I was looking into various Writing Apps I came across one called MindNode – an app which helps you create mind maps and which has become a firm favourite of mine. If you can imagine your writing wall/notice board in front of you, covered in Post Its of who is who and where they are going you will know how much space this takes up and how annoying it is when one of the post its loses its’ stickiness and falls down behind the desk never to be seen again. Or worse – your toddler son decides it would be fun to rearrange them all! Grrrr… Continue reading
How do you find out about your target audience?
I write mainly for children and mainly for the young girl in me who wanted adventure stories along the lines of The Famous Five and The Hardy Boys. At the age of about 9 or 10 I wanted to be like Nancy Drew but to also have the romance and fiery temper of Anne of Green Gables (and her gorgeous red hair!). Continue reading
Short Stories or Epic Novel?
Is it easier to be long-winded or short winded? Do short stories fill you with terror? Do the words epic novel leave you trembling in fear? When I sit down to write it’s very difficult to decide what kind of format to write. I always thought that I had a novel inside me – epic or not. Continue reading
This was my first attempt at using the Writing App – Writing Challenge. Please read my post about Writing Apps here. As I mentioned in the original article – these challenges are about writing quickly using words or phrases churned out by the app every minute. It’s not about writing precisely or editing as you go. I think I would write it differently given all the time in the world, but who knows? I hope you enjoy!
All four were silent. Nothing had happened for 2 hours and still they waited. Continue reading
Posted in response to the Daily Prompt “Invisible”
A faded, grey shadow of a girl stood in front of the check in desk. He looked up from the racing pages with a start. “Didn’t see you there. Can I help?” She didn’t speak, just continued staring through vacant eyes. He couldn’t see any spark inside her. The greyness was all consuming. The fluorescent sign flickered bright pink and yellow across her face. “Vacant”. Continue reading