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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. October 6, 2013. A word to the wise. I was lucky enough to have some funds put by for the purpose, so searched around on the Internet for likely creative writing courses. It was a quagmire! Everyone and his aunt professed to know how to write, but most seemed to be earning their crust by writing about how to write, without doing any actual writing themselves. Was I too cynical? So I did. I was keen. Then I emailed directly to the head of school, wh...
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. October 11, 2013. It is typical of me to throw myself manically into any new venture, so I had already been casting around for the next step up. It was time to bring it into play. The Open University had a level one (first year, undergrad) course with a creative writing element and no-one there was going to say no to me. Yippee! October 6, 2013. A word to the wise. The course materials and first three assignments were sent via an email link and I g...
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06 | October | 2013 | A Word to the Wise
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. Daily Archives: October 6, 2013. October 6, 2013. A word to the wise. I was lucky enough to have some funds put by for the purpose, so searched around on the Internet for likely creative writing courses. It was a quagmire! Everyone and his aunt professed to know how to write, but most seemed to be earning their crust by writing about how to write, without doing any actual writing themselves. Was I too cynical? So I did. I was keen. Then I emailed d...
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Mapping the Writing Journey | A Word to the Wise
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. October 6, 2013. A word to the wise. Mapping the Writing Journey. At thirteen I wrote poetry, revisiting the practice throughout my teen years. Then I didn’t. I forgot about it, more or less, thought I might get back to it some day. At forty I tried my hand at children’s stories. I had kids, taught teens, knew all about them – how could I fail? I could do it. Not then. And that is where this story begins …. Using your id as well as your ego. Writer...
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11 | October | 2013 | A Word to the Wise
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. Daily Archives: October 11, 2013. October 11, 2013. It is typical of me to throw myself manically into any new venture, so I had already been casting around for the next step up. It was time to bring it into play. The Open University had a level one (first year, undergrad) course with a creative writing element and no-one there was going to say no to me. Yippee! Mapping the Writing Journey. A word to the wise. Follow Blog via Email. The Seeds 4 Life.
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. Currently studying for a PhD in Creative Writing, at The University of Portsmouth and writing the second of three novels. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. A creative w...
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. Monthly Archives: October 2013. October 11, 2013. It is typical of me to throw myself manically into any new venture, so I had already been casting around for the next step up. It was time to bring it into play. The Open University had a level one (first year, undergrad) course with a creative writing element and no-one there was going to say no to me. Yippee! October 6, 2013. A word to the wise. The course materials and first three assignments wer...
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and Onward | A Word to the Wise
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A Word to the Wise. And other things you might not know. October 11, 2013. It is typical of me to throw myself manically into any new venture, so I had already been casting around for the next step up. It was time to bring it into play. The Open University had a level one (first year, undergrad) course with a creative writing element and no-one there was going to say no to me. Yippee! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Eric Schlehl...
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Shards from a Long Cracked Mirror. Shards from a Long Cracked Mirror. December 9, 2015. December 15, 2015. I was four when my mother, detained under ‘The Mental Health Act’, was taken to a secure facility for the insane. My brother was eleven. Nanna, who already lived with us, seemed to think it was our fault so I was sorry I’d ever been naughty. Routines continued as usual and we were fed and clothed at least. Would she remember us? She took herself into a room where one wall had been replaced by glass,...
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The Circle of Life – Shards from a Long Cracked Mirror
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Shards from a Long Cracked Mirror. Shards from a Long Cracked Mirror. August 18, 2015. August 18, 2015. The Circle of Life. Besides a budgerigar, we always had a dog and fish, giving us a fair perspective on how life worked. At Hook Norton, where I came into the family, it was no different. Where a night-time wee could be had by the bed. For anything more, an expedition to the outside ‘facility’ was required. There, in the Modern Elsan Chemical Toilet. There was no lid to our. My father was a keen garden...