There are few things on the Internet more tiresome than the phrase ‘aspiring writer’.
Actually that’s not true – there are literally hundreds of things more annoying than that. But I’m not blogging about those today.
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Everything I know, I’ve learned from the internet. Here’s a sample offering of what I’ve found out in the past week:
That last one got me thinking, mainly about Mr Darcy. I know, any excuse – AMIRIGHT, LAYDEES?!
Continue reading “Happy Birthday, Pride and Prejudice”
I thought I’d post some links to articles I’ve been reading recently that might be of interest. And look at this cool picture I found for you to illustrate the point, you lucky people! Please note: this has nothing to do with the fact I am too braindead to come up with a proper blog post of my own, and everything to do with the fact there’s a lot of interesting stuff kicking about on That Internet right now. You’re welcome.
Five Things For Readers
Five Things For Writers
Extra bonus thing
Look, a creature reading! And it’s all furry and cute, even if it is some kind of rodent. I found it on Pinterest, but the source seems to have been a google search – if you are this animal, let me know and I will give you a photo credit.
Last week there was a piece in the Guardian by Richard Lea called The Bad Side of Goodreads’ Reading Challenge. I clicked because I’ve actually signed up to said challenge. For the most part, I disagreed with the piece – and I’ll tell you for why.
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Windows, says Cheri in this week’s photo challenge post, are portals into the world’s stories. Equally I say to her that stories are our window onto the world. And according to something I saw on Pinterest, someone called Horace Mann once said ‘a house without books is like a room without windows.’ BOOM, bookish version of the challenge, followed by one that involves literal windows.
Happy holidays, everyone! I wrote you another story with the help of the Benedict Cumberbatch name generator. Hope you enjoy it.
Once Upon A Time there was a lad of eight years who went by the name of Bonaparte Cuckooclock.
He lived in a hollowed out tree in an enchanted forest, but he didn’t see anything unusual in that for it was the only life he had ever known – and a very fine life it was too, dining on cherry blossom and morning dew and never having to go to school.
Note to any younger readers: do not try to subsist on a diet of cherry blossom and morning dew. You’ll make yourself spectacularly unwell – Bonaparte was a character in a story, and as such his digestive tract was subject to the whims of the author. You are, one assumes, a human child and as such you need to eat heartier foodstuffs like jam sandwiches and pickled eggs and all those other lovely things children like to eat. Feel free to leave a list in the comments.
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12 Books in 12 Months 