writer’s life

  • 4 things to keep in mind while writing a fiction blog post

    The hunter stalked its prey, as it pirouetted in a merry dance, each twirl bringing it closer to the salivating hunter. But before the hunter could pounce, it was caught in a snare. From its vantage point, it became aware of another, sinister figure encroaching upon its territory. Did that catch you in its snare?

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  • 5 things to keep in mind while writing a nonfiction blog post

    The 5 things to keep in mind while writing a nonfiction blog post are: That’s the kind of sentence I would start my answers with in school when I couldn’t think of an appropriate introduction. Don’t worry, the rest of the post isn’t going to be inspired by my high school self. Let’s get to

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  • Smile and wave

    Smile and wave

    “This is your fault!” “What did I do?” I rolled my eyes as she smiled apologetically. Feeling sorry for me for the slump my writing was in, she had spoken the most intelligent words ever to have come out of her mouth, “Let’s do something adventurous. Even if it doesn’t work out, at least it’ll

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  • The thing about #AtoZ – Reflections 2019

    Long have you walked my friendWithout pause but much thoughtWhen you were convinced inspiration was a placeThat needed a special key, which you had misplacedLong have you walked my friendFrom spinning stories, to writing a thriller, to now mythologyCan you pause and rejoiceOf all that you have achieved?

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  • The blank page

    The blank page

    It was the time of night when the heat finally dissipated into the air above and the dying embers slowly turned to a cool breeze that sent shivers up the foot that had the misfortune of straying out of that cozy blanket.

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  • Things they don’t tell you about writing

    You would hope, think, assume that the hardest part of being a writer would be writing. In case you missed the heavy dose of sarcasm in that line, let me tell you, writing is the easiest part of being a writer!

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  • And thereby hangs a tale

    I sat there, staring outside at the misty road, the bustling populous, the colourful umbrellas as everyone tried to go about their day despite the downpour. The cozy cafe would have you believe it was a warm summer day but just a glance outside would tell you it was cold and wet and dreary.

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