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Paul’s Downtime pt1

November 24, 2011 by

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For anyone wondering what it is I’m getting up to when I’m not Dalsarion‘ing nor marking a lot of student papers! Yay. Lending Services Amazon’s lending program… It’s actually all quite clever on their behalf. Many of the publishers ‘involved’ in the 5k+ books in the programme had no idea it was happening; in fact, they’re […]

Things That Are Great While Sober and AWESOME When Drunk

November 24, 2011 by

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I am, for no particular reason, compiling a list of things to watch that are great while sober and awesome when drunk. Although ‘drunk’ here is a stand in for not only inebriated but also sleep deprived, concussed, drugged, or otherwise being not wholly in possession of one’s faculties. Basically any time you can’t tell […]

Why Do You Think Writers Spend So Much Time Trying to Reassure Everyone That They’re Not Sadists?

November 23, 2011 by

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Readers are masochists, and that’s good, because most writers are sadists. — Chuck Wendig I’m not a complete sadist. — Peter Orullian Maybe I just like the control. We all like to play God. — Stephanie BKR The writer is both a sadist and a masochist. We create people we love, and then we torture […]

The Song of Dalsarion: Fourteen

November 22, 2011 by

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18 Strictly speaking, by the end of this ritual, I was to be an Elf. And with it, all intents and the devices thereof. So, dressed as I was in supplicant’s robe —or otherwise as it’s known, my hair. I found I walked down an un-natural, aged path of rose bushes—wrong season for them— and […]

I Think I Just Set Something On Fire

November 22, 2011 by

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I’m stuck. I know what happens next but the scene I’m writing feels… flat. Two dimensional. And it doesn’t lead in to the next thing. It just… stops. I feel like I’m dragging the words out by main force. Which is not my favourite way to write. The last few days it’s all been one […]

The Song of Dalsarion: Thirteen

November 20, 2011 by

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14 ‘He has been practicing with un-tamed fervour, this ballad of un-known lover! I say, such romance. Let us listen…’ Mithril himself falling quiet. The Chattering Hall–at night silent, open to the stars; though on a hot summer or spring day like that, roofed with gentle feathers and the talk of birds. —This was to […]

Do You Ever Stop and Think as You’re Leaving the House: “In Case the Apocalypse Comes While I’m Out, this Coat Won’t Be Warm Enough…”?

November 18, 2011 by

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Do you lie in bed planning your day and rehearse your parents’ eulogies just in case you’re called upon to make them at short notice? Do you think about what your future self would have to say to validate their identity when they travel through time to give you advice?  Have you thought about how […]

The Song of Dalsarion: Twelve

November 17, 2011 by

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So in passing days, I lent to study musical, where Mithril looked on and said only of my perusal of romance and ballad that my heart that beat, must quicken at a glance. Yet he found my malice, and shut himself quiet at a look. But we still had our relations, and while they were […]

This Makes it Sound Like I Knew What I Was Doing All Along

November 17, 2011 by

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The more astute amongst you may have noticed that so far I’ve told you about a short story I wrote, and a TV series I wrote, but not so much about the pentalogy of books I’m writing. They were born in my doctorate. See, the way a creative arts doctorate works at Curtin is that […]

The Song of Dalsarion: Eleven

November 16, 2011 by

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11 ‘Oh! Dalsarion, are you so sure? We know of one another’s voice, true, but to love? How can you proclaim it?’ ‘I maybe young,’ I said, ‘even by my manly terms, but I know when my heart speaks by me. And now it tells me, you!’ ‘You find me fair and easy of face, […]