Tag: writing
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The Creativity Thing
I have been inspired by Meredith Lewis’ Advent Calendar and today’s most so which is on creativity Meredith’s Advent Calendar. This is my best response… I can still hear her voice in my head. Although long ago she would have sent away mine, unfortunately. She had spend the last 45 minutes describing her failed novel…
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Version Control
It began as an easy and fairly innocuous job. The only downside was that it had to be finished by Monday. But I was just the technical writer and my role was secondary. Or so I thought. The content was being emailed to me by another person. A communications document for a new software implementation.…
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On His Poetry
I still don’t know how the poet began. I do know I loved songs as a child. I still can remember the church hymns from even before I went to school. I can remember nursery rhymes. I can remember even the pop music (Van Morrison’s The Way Young Lovers Do!). But when it comes to…
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Who Wrote This?
If I was able, I would tell it all But my feelings are forlorn And with thoughts so small I write until the pen is worn. And once or twice maybe even thrice I receive wisdom in that night Words beyond trite thoughts and mere caprice, I look down and wonder at what I write.
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Write, Rewrite, Then Don’t Rewind : Writing Out Loud #4
I paid my money didn’t I? I should be able to take my choice then? No, not when NYC Midnight have their flash fiction competition. One thousand carefully chosen words, a genre, a scene and an object chosen at random. Forty Eight hours to write it. And on Saturday 15th July, the email arrived. Genre:…
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I am Andrew and I am an OverResearcher : Writing Out Loud #2
“You over-research too much,” she said to me. I looked up from my desk, covered in academic papers. Then down at the floor, strewn with textbooks, references and more academic papers. “Do I? I suppose I do.” My wife shook her head at me. My name is Andrew and I am an over researcher. My…
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Writing Out Loud #1 : The Short Story that Grew…
If I wait long enough a story appears. It’s my calling to catch and keep it. Usually a pen or Evernote is in reach. Then the work begins: to unravel the story into most of its truth. The rest is for the reader or remains unknown. Like unravelling a twisted string strand by strand….or unwrapping…
Andrew James Whalan 