A perfectly crappy day of endless plate spinning, contagious grumpiness and all round joie de vivre failure to a backing track of the sound of breaking crockery. #smallstone 27
Sallie
I'm blogging my way through the day to day angst of setting down one word after another in the pursuit of publication in its myriad forms. I am fascinated by how creative people can so often get in their own own way and how this impinges output. I am currently working on a non-fiction project centred around the issues of productivity for creatives. I also write short stories and flash fiction and freelance sometimes and have been known to write for food. My first book 'What We Didn't Say' is a collection of my best and most successful short stories and is available in print and Kindle formats via Amazon. I am also published by Ether Books Ltd digitally on their apps for Smartphones and tablets. I am also delighted to be one of the Writing West Midlands Room 204 cohort for 2014/15. By day I do something creativity sapping in operations management.
I have a dog, what writer doesn't? OK well, maybe the cat writer people have cats - anyway he's a Plotthound - what else? I write about him sometimes too. Occasionally I have a bit of a rant about life and other stuff, but mostly I write about writing, creativity and what I'm up to.
Trying Tanka
I’m finding myself rather taken with learning the tanka form of poetry at the moment and have been playing round with sentences and structure. This form seems to readily lend itself to […]
The Miraculous Interestingness of the Universe

The makers of literature are those who have seen and felt the miraculous interestingness of the universe …Arnold Bennett A couple of years ago I worked my way through Julia Cameron’s excellent […]
30 Miles of Bad Road

The road map of a life is written on the face looking back from the mirror, the face so much older but hardly wiser than I foolishly expect it to be. How […]
Impermanence

Who are you silver-haired woman? Does your blood run through my veins? You lived, you breathed I hope you laughed and loved, and felt love in return. But now all that’s left […]