A little hiatus

Not that I think anyone hangs on my every blog post, or that I post so very regularly but I thought I should note that my recent silence is not due to lack of enthusiasm or laziness! Next Friday I’m going to be having some major surgery and so I have been and will continue to be pre-occupied with health-related issues for a while. I have had to put editing on hold because I’m too distracted to trust that any edits I make are an improvement! I’m not going to pressure myself to recover to a particular time-frame but I’m certainly still aiming at having As Long As She Lives available for Christmas (which means November-ish).

As I recover I should start to feel better than I have in years – or at least since April (some of you will remember I mentioned I was “a little” ill back then) – for all sorts of reasons, so I’m actually rather excited about the whole thing.

I’ll be back blogging asap. Happiness and hugs to you all,



Join me on The Long Road

Hi everyone!
I’m doing a little un-asked-for spruiking for fellow writer and all round great guy, Craig Griffith, today. #Storycraft chatters will know Craig as @WorkshopCraig but what you may not know is that his screenwriter’s insight and positive, supportive nature have been missed at the chat the last few months because he’s been busy making his own movie: The Long Road.


The film is a third of the way through shooting and the crew are now using crowdfunding site Indiegogo to help him finish the film. I’ve invested what little I can and I’m hoping you will consider joining me (even $5 makes you a film investor!)

I can tell you from previous experience crowd-funding films that watching the blog posts and emails as the film progresses, knowing you have even the tiniest stake in it is an entirely different experience to just – say – watching the production vlogs of a giant blockbuster which you can only imagine being part of!
I really think this is going to be a special movie, so I hope you’ll join me!

Checkout the pitch video on The Long Road Indiegogo Page or, if you’re not sure you want to go to the site, yet, you can watch it below.


As Long As She Lives approaches 600,000 reads. Thank you!

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

The continued support for As Long As She Lives on Wattpad has been such an inspiration as I continue to edit and polish the draft, before I try to publish it. It has meant even more these past six weeks or so as I have struggled to recover from an illness which struck suddenly and left me with a foggy head and the need to sleep for at least an hour every couple of hours or so. Each read, vote and comment has kept my spirits up, reminding me that, even while I can’t write, my work is still out there entertaining people – even in a draft state – and entertainment is the goal, after all.

I’m much better this week, and working hard at editing, making quite a few structural and copy-editing tweaks which I hope are improving it! I hope to be done and submitting As Long As She Lives while moving on to the next novel soon!

Cover Photo Credit: © Lucila De Avila Castilho | Dreamstime Stock Photos

Don’t tell me eBooks have no soul


** This post is dedicated to my dear friend and sister in storycraft, Kim Koning

In the little corner of the online writing and reading community that I occupy, I often come across photos, memes, slogans and posts extolling the virtues of the printed book over the eBook. I usually avoid the discussion because my appreciation for eBooks comes from living in countries where English is not the national language and no-one wants to hear me rave about my travels. However, something happened to me yesterday which made me think about the element of the print vs eBook argument which gets under my skin: the suggestion that eBooks “have no soul.”

Now, if the claim of no soul is in terms of decorating a house,  I can understand that – my favourite wall decoration is a tall bookshelf filled with the higgledy piggledy colours of print books –  but the anti-eBook people (including members of most of the mainstream book review sites and shows I tune into) are claiming that reading an eBook is a lesser experience than reading a print book, and I call shenanigans.

Words, phrases, sentences and, most of all (in my opinion) the story make up the soul of a book and these things do not change with the method of delivery. This was highlighted to me yesterday and I challenge you not to see the “soul” in the following :)

A couple of weeks ago, I was struck down by something from which I am still recovering. I have been napping a lot, and unable to focus enough to hold my whole novel in my head in the way that I need to when in editing mode – playing Farmville and Candy Crush has been about my intellectual capacity, and I’ve been avoiding email.

Yesterday, I woke from a nap and felt the pang of guilt of having not checked my email properly for a week, so I burrowed in, pulled my tablet pc under the covers, and braved the inbox. I soon began to regret bringing the outside world  into my little haven of warmth and healing, when an email popped up from Amazon with the subject “a gift for you from Kim Koning.” The email had a short message from Kim and a link to a kindle version of The Night Circus, by Erin Morgenstern.


Those of you who join #storycraft chat each month will know Kim as my co-host of the writing tweet chat that I started in 2010 – we met when she joined as a participant on the very first chat – and she has become one of my dearest friends. Kim lives in Auckland, so our friendship takes place via approx. weekly Skype chats, and texts and conversations via Facebook in between, so she knew I’d been ill and had noticed that I had “gone dark” as she calls it when one needs to shut out  the online world for a while. The last time we had Skyped, we had discussed The Night Circus as one of her favourite books, and I’d told Kim I hadn’t read it, but that I would put it at the top of my to read list.

I tapped the prompt on the email, tapped a couple of times on the Amazon site, then shut down my computer and, without emerging from my covers, slid it onto the bedside table and whipped my Kindle in under the covers. It took barely a count of five for the book to download and then – even though I was too ill to venture even to the mailbox, even though my very dear friend was in another country – I was snuggled up, resting as I needed to, sharing her favourite book, and feeling loved because my dear friend knew I needed cheering up and sent it to me – instantly, right when I needed it. Don’t tell me there’s no soul in that. :)

Thank you, Kimmy. Love you heaps!  xoxoxo


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