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Blog of a newbie writer and her adventures with Sir Cursoralot - my cursor friend and foe. |
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First time at writing a novel, first time blogging at 51. Bloody hell, this will be interesting. I am writing under my pen name Amare (pronounced Ar - Mah - Ray) which is latin for my real name. I am a proud Aussie who lives in Queensland on an acre property with my husband and our 3 beautiful furkids (golden retrievers) I am a puppy educator for Guide Dogs for the blind and love the sense of achievement when we see one of our amazing pups go on to change the life of a vision impaired person. Raised 6 pups myself before working full time. A very satisfying and rewarding job. Now I'm trying to achieve something more personal for myself as a writer, a journey and maybe success just for me. Also working on self belief, self love, building my confidence, self growth and believing I'm worth something. Not an easy task. So come on a journey with me. Hopefully it will be a fun read from time to time, and it will be bluntly honest. |
| My main character, Mason and Sir Cursoralot are getting a little bit impatient with me this week as I have not moved Mason on from his current state of affairs. I'm afraid Sir Cursoralot and I left Mason having downed a good few Nurofen and listening to the house settle around him. After a horrific day of discoveries, he never imagined in his wildest dreams, Mason contemplated returning downstairs for some scotch but couldn't convince his feet to walk one step further, let alone down and up the stairs again this night. And that, my friends, is where I left him. I hope to come to his rescue sometime over the coming weekend and move him from one dreadful day of discoveries to the next. He probably deserves a good amount of rest so that when Sir Cursoralot and I get him moving again, he has the energy to face what is still to come. More Than a Journey Home: my first novel draft - work in progress. What do you use to banish writer's block away? |
| You ever have one of those days where you are just scrolling social media endlessly, looking at all the amazing posts, the in depth thoughts of those that write them and all of the views, likes and comments? I had a day like that today, yesterday, the day before that. In fact I find myself doing it a lot and wonder, How do they do that? I know there are all tricks of the trade to use like Canva and endless other apps to do a lot of the work for you, but for someone who is not overly tech savvy I find it difficult. And do I really need to connect with people this way? Why do I want to have all those followers, all those likes, shares and comments? I guess if I'm honest I want to reach people, to maybe say one inspiring thing that changes their day, makes it better, gives them something to think about. Believe in themselves and just encourage them from a total strangers point of view. But there are so many out there doing that already, why would I be any different to make people want to read what I have to say? What I can say is that if I hadn't decided to give this writing thing a shot, I would probably never have taught myself how to do an instagram reel or post a story using Canva, as basic as they are. And even though they don't stand out, and probably never will, I pushed myself to learn. I'm pretty stubborn and don't want to ask for help very often, maybe it's because I'm embarrassed to ask and too cheap to pay for the super dooper upgrades for the apps to make your stuff even more appealing. Anyway, I had one of those days today, and Sir Cursoralot again, didn't get much exercise. How was your day?? |
| Today I had great plans to write. Write, write, write. Instead, I'm sitting watching my little cursor blink, blink, blink. Bloody hell!!! What a pain in the butt. So as I was sitting, watching the irritating little cursor, I thought, I'm not going to place my frustration at your door. It's not your fault that you are patiently waiting for me to give you something to do. In fact, little cursor, you're probably frustrated at me. "What's she waiting for? I'm here, I'm blinking, I'm not going anywhere. Whenever you're ready!!" Well, I'm sorry, little cursor, but the brain is not engaging. It's like a blank page in front of me at the moment. But you know what, little cursor? You and I are going to spend an enormous amount of time together. We will be spending hours staring at each other or working hard. So I am going to give you, my little cursor, a name. I name you, Sir Cursoralot. Because there will be a lot of cursing on this journey of ours, you silently, as you can do no more than that, and me out loud and proud. So welcome, Sir Cursoralot, to this journey of writing we will together tame. What would you name your cursor?? |
| Hello out there!!! I hope this finds you doing well and having a fabulous day!!! So I have officially been a member of Writing.Com for about 24hrs now and boy has it been confusing, insightful and great all at the same time. To say this is a huge learning curve for me is an understatement, but I'm pretty stubborn and persistent to say the least. Wonderful technical support so far, prompt and helpful. So if any of you read this: Thank you!!! So in my first 24hrs I have posted a poem The Whisper and the Prologue and Chapter One of what I hope will one day be my first ever novel called More Than A Journey Home. It will be more than a journey I can tell you that. It will be more like "can this woman ever get the journey on the move" I currently have 3 Magpies staring at me as I write this and one of my golden retrievers deciding whether to chase them or not. The maggies are looking at me with curiosity, "What are you doing?" "Why I'm trying to write my very first blog entry and make it interesting, I'm even mentioning you. What are you doing?" "Watching you write your first blog entry and wondering if you have any food." One is showing off a great head tilt hoping that might encourage me to get some food. Sorry bud, you are all out of luck. And so my ramblings are off to a start. Now to 'Read a Newbie' and encourage all those like me to keep going, and not to lose hope or heart when the pen or keyboard just won't produce what you were hoping for today. |
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