To say that I am bad at promoting my work is a massive understatement. I always feel incredibly awkward whenever I try to talk about what I write, and where it’s been published.
Of course, I am still a writer and thus crave attention and feedback and validation all the time.
Thoughts
Let’s call the whole thing off
So, the year 2020 continues to disappoint. Lockdown the second occurred the day before I was scheduled to do a reading of my piece in Ko Aotearoa Tātou, which I was looking forward to.
The months I might have stolen
There’s a line that is currently in one of my stories which is going to be removed from that story because it doesn’t fit. But I still like the line, so I’ll put it here instead.
Shock! A post about my writing
Over the weekend, along with a stonking great migraine I got the news that a short story I wrote, Work and Income Gothic is a finalist for a Sir Julius Vogel Award, which is run by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Association of New Zealand.
Lockdown Day Who Knows: When ‘Interesting Times’ Aren’t That Interesting
I started this blog with the best of intentions, and it’s been… five entries in a bit over a month? Well, it’s about par with all my other attempts at running a blog to be fair.
Lockdown Day 14: On The Beach
So I finally got tired of refreshing my twitter feed and/or getting angry at my university and decided to read a book.
Lockdown Day 7: 2020 is Cancelled
A couple of days ago, we got the news that the Bingham Cup, a huge and exciting rugby tournament has been cancelled for this year. Given someone else paid for my ticket to Canada, I’m hoping Air New Zealand will still actually be around in 2022.
Lockdown Day 3: Bubble of One
Day three of lockdown! Yesterday the supermarket was oddly full and I got the last bag of kindling. Success.
Life in the time of Covid-19
This is a covid lockdown blog now, like all the others. Sorry.
The space to write – both metaphorical and literal
Every writer needs a room of one’s own. Or rather, two rooms – I assume Virginia Woolfe wasn’t writing in her bedroom. For the last 10 days I’ve had those rooms. More than one! All for me! No one else around! In the words of my rugby friends – How Read More