I may have finished a first draft. Have definitely been slaughtering some darlings.
A little like this
Shock and Awe
I just wrote my first car crash. I killed three people. It feels awful.
Anger shackles
On the train from Eumundi to Brisbane earlier this week, I’d scored myself some glorious uninterruptable hours to write a piece whose deadline casts a megashadow over the month (and a piece that’s proving a challenge on two fronts). Or so I’d assumed. Lack of chivalry meets lack of self control, and the bloke who […]