Tag: writing
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M-O-N-E-Y and the “emerging writer”
I’m a member of a professional writers’ group for the Bath / Bristol area. Great people, all quite different in style and temperament. Very supportive. I don’t get there often enough (childcare, blah de blah) but without fail, it’s inspiring. So here’s last night. After a session on another writer’s work, we rolled up our…
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Clackety-Clack
It’s been three months since I was here last! Thankfully, I know you don’t expect (or want) an apology… June and July saw a mass of playwriting deadlines for writery types. Of the theatres that still accept unsolicited scripts, many have moved to “open submission windows”, instead of accepting scripts all year round. Some are…
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A bit about me
Incredibly pleased to be included in a series on women writers on the excellent Bang2Write writers’ blog, here. Do wander round the site, it is a superb resource.
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Developing this oniony play – in pictures
I sometimes feel I don’t get visual enough on this wee blog. So I thought I’d try to raise a Friday afternoon smile from you (I just hit 7 hours with only a short breather, working on this oniony play’s structure/s and need a break). I’m going to show you my scribbles that have taken…
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The heartbeat of an onion
The play I’m working on has turned out to be an onion of a piece. Except that the layers seem, at first glance, to have very little to do with each other. It started with some Keith Johnston-inspired automatic writing (long story). Under that layer, something ridiculously epic, galactically so. Get through that one, and…
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Say Who You Are
For all kinds of human reasons, I’ve been absent here. But I have been writing. OK – pre-writing: in one of those “hold fire” poses, pen in hand, ink pot unscrewed. And my brain will not be still. There are the strands, the Big Things. There are characters, growing warts and bad habits by the…
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Gnash, gobble, splat: the sounds of a new script hitting the genre wall
It is a fine thing to get the teeth into a new script. Delicious, clean pages. Fresh bodies waiting to spurt, the splatter marks on the walls giving us the story to decipher, like CSIs of dramatic fiction. Does that make the writer a bitey vampire or besplattered detective? Either way – and I suspect…
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Muscle, sinew, brain surgery
I’ve spent the last few months at the lathe. Honing, smoothing, cutting myself, wiping the blood off the creation… It’s been very interesting. 2012’s been a year of muscle, driven without a doubt by the rigour of Channel 4’s 4Screenwriting course, which I was fortunate enough to get a place on this year. Every sinew…
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Vim, vim, vim
I know. Shame on me. August? That’s the last time I was here? Alas, no. Twice I’ve got excited, blogged merrily away and the darn thing would not upload. So this will be short – just in case. I have, nonetheless, been busy. The spec screenplay has undergone a complete rewrite (this is my 4Screenwriting…
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Writing, kids and all that jazz
No, I am not in Edinburgh, catching all the top acts de nos jours (damn). I am working. Uhuh, as per that list in the previous post. I have one more week left of Daddy DayCare (teacher husband) where I can type all day. The pressure is terrifying. Before marriage, step-kids, baby “etc”, I’d do…
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Get creative on yo’ ass
The other day, I remembered that 2012 is going to be an exciting year. And then realised we’re 7/12s of the way through. Apart from making me feel like my brain is falling has fallen through a hole in my saggy toddler-mum trews and lies spat on, in a wet puddle alongside the rotted tendrils…
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What Dali can, Su-bo can’t? Artist / audience gap
An artist works, gives their sweat and soul to communicate something in a form that is somehow different to the everyday-expected. The audience engages, pays, comes, listens, studies. Different activities. If these two then disagree on the art, whose opinion matters more? Which one defines the “art”? When there’s a jarring chasm between what an…
Gill Kirk, writer 