Going Rouge

When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never understood the depth of character that came with shadows. Good and bad in both good guys and bad guys. No one character is a cardboard cut-out, at least not the ones that trap my mind in their stories. All characters are shaded. All characters have the seed of redemption and destruction, of good and of bad centred in their DNA.

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Refilling the Creativity Tank

I did a creative writing course a few years ago. The instructor talked about how she saw and was able to walk through her novel settings in her head. I thought that was pretty cool, but I don’t do it that. I wish I could though. I’ve always wanted to fly a dragon to K-Mart. I bet the kid behind the DVD counter would pay attention when he served me then.
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Understated Elegance

Creativity comes in a variety of forms. Painting, writing, sculpting, dance, acting. There are more ways to express yourself creatively then there fans of Glee. But the questions I always struggle with is “Who wants to see my creativity exposed all over the place?” and “What if my writing is simply a case of the Emperor’s New Slippers?”

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A Vote for Writing in Shadows…

Shameless plug time!! Writing in Shadows is nominated in in the Best Australian Blogs 2013 competition. If you click the link below and go to Page 5, you will see a wee option to vote for Writing in Shadows in the People’s Choice Category, I’d love it if you could take a moment and vote for the blog.

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

This week I noticed something about myself. I received in the post a collection of photographs a friend had found as she was packing up her house, preparing to move into her forever home. The photographs were about 13 years old or so and obviously taken at one of my Boxing Day gatherings. What caught my eye was how skinny I was in those photos. I sat and remembered that time, and the one overwhelming memory wasn’t the name of the baby in my arms – I had to think about that – but was how I remembered being obese.

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