Valentine’s Special: Get Hungry For You FREE

Feeling the love?

NO? How about if you check out that sexy zombie on the right?

I’m celebrating Hungry For You’s first birthday… by giving away FREE books!

That’s right, for Valentine’s Day you can download Hungry For You for free from the Kindle store.

The giveaway will run throughout February 13th and 14th, so feel free to pass the message on to any Kindle-owning-friends.

Grab your copy today from Kindle US or Kindle UK.

UPDATE: So, Amazon effed up and has not put the book up for free yet. The promotion will, however, run as planned tomorrow (February 14) — so bookmark the page today, and download it tomorrow! Teaches me to not schedule posts ahead of time….

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Where Story Ideas Come From

Where do you get your ideas?

It’s a question I’ve been asked time and time again, and really the only honest answer is Neil Gaiman’s: “I make them up. Out of my head.”

Ideas are a dime a dozen. They cling to every surface like soap suds — shivering, translucent, on the wrong side of delicate.

Yes: writing stories is like blowing bubbles. Sometimes your ideas burst on close inspection, other times you try and try but only produce lame-ass soap sprays.

The true true magic isn’t finding an idea, it’s growing one into a full-sized bubble. And the most magical moment of all is when you finish that story, that bubble, and release it into the air to travel further than you ever could.

Because it’s not where you come from, it’s where you are going that matters.

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7 Ways to Start Writing Again

It’s every writer’s nightmare: you’re halfway through that story, the words are flowing, the characters witty, the plot twisty… and then disaster strikes:

You stop writing.

Whatever the reason, you stop writing. The story languishes half-written on your hard drive, and every passing day is another nail in the coffin. The characters become dim two-dimensional figures, their motivations faded, their personalities cracked.

Your story is a failure.

…or IS it?

In Episode 11 of Webfiction World, I look at abandoned stories and how to get back into the habit of writing. Joining me is author Becka Sutton, who has never missed an update in two years of writing online serials. While the podcast focuses on writing serial online fiction, much of the advice and commentary can apply to writing at large.

Why do people stop writing?

I’ve been there: I abandoned Above Ground.

Halfway through writing, I looked at the first chapters and realised they sucked. My writing — and my understanding of the characters and their motives — had developed so much that the first chapters were painful. I was ashamed of them. And as soon as that thought stuck, it was over. I couldn’t face going back and editing, couldn’t face continuing.

I stopped writing.

Your reason may be different. You may have run out of momentum, run out of ideas. Your plot isn’t meaty enough, your characters wander aimlessly; there’s nothing to say.

Or you’ve launched ahead without an outline and written yourself into a corner. There are gaping plot holes, pointless scenes, and you completely forgot to introduce the bomb that plays a pivotal role in the climax.

Or it could be something even simpler: lack of time. If you don’t have a routine, it’s easy to fall out of the rhythm of writing. As Becka Sutton wisely says, “It’s very hard to make a good habit, but once you break it, it tends to stay broken.”

Whatever your reason, don’t worry: you can bring your story back to life. All it takes is dogged determination, something which all writers should have in spades.

7 Ways to Start Writing Again

  1. Make it a habit. Set aside a time each day or week. Put your butt in the chair. Write. Doesn’t matter what you are writing, as long as you write. Get into the routine of writing before your tackle that unfinished story.

  2. Outline. The pantsers amongst you will be cringing, but this is the best way to avoid writing yourself into a corner. It can have as much or as little detail as you want, so long as you have enough to keep going.

  3. Write to deadlines. Set yourself small, achievable targets. One chapter a week, 300 words a day; you decide. The pressure of a deadline, and the satisfaction of meeting it, helps maintain motivation.

  4. Peer pressure. Find some enthusiastic readers who’ll pester you for more. It’ll be harder to abandon the story when doing so disappoints more than just your muse.

  5. Start from scratch. If your abandoned story isn’t working, go back to the start. Make outlines, fill in the plot holes, pin down the character motives, trim or expand upon the story as needed. Make it work — then start writing.

  6. Keep a buffer. If you are writing to deadlines (whether posting online or otherwise), build up a buffer. You want to write a chapter a week? Great: have four in reserve. That way if you’re sick one week, you won’t beat yourself up for having missed a deadline.

  7. Post online. If you really find it hard to finish a story, consider posting it online. I’d started and abandoned three novels before I turned to webfiction. When I finally did, the combination of peer pressure, regular deadlines, and reader interaction gave me the motivation I couldn’t find alone.

How do you keep yourself writing? What would you recommend to those looking to get their butt back in the writing chair?

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Where has January gone?

Did you know gym attendance doubles in January?

The sweat-soaked weight machines groan under the eager, inexperienced enthusiasm of the well-meaning but physically unfit, whilst the regular gym-goers look on in disgust.

They call it the New Year’s rush. With each passing day, their willpower fades. Come February, most of these new faces will be back in the pub, where they spend their evenings for 11 months a year. So much for that fresh start, huh?

No — I haven’t joined the gym (although that’d be a handy excuse for why I haven’t updated the blog). In fact, I’ve never been a huge fan of New Year’s resolutions, despite pushing myself every year to come up with a list.

The problem with making resolutions is that you start out with the best of intentions, but the mounting mental pressure strangles the habit. Soon your carefully planned fresh start turns into something you’re doing because you have to, and not because you want to.

And the moment you begin to resent your resolution — the moment you break your new habit — then it tends to stay broken.

Which brings me to: what do I want to accomplish this year?

  1. Get Above Ground done and dusted. Finish serialising it, get it out in print and ebook form, and close the chapter on that novel.

  2. Plot/plan the next book. I haven’t decided which, yet — I may run a little poll and get you guys to vote on which I should work on.

Yep, that’s it.

Why only two things? Because what with being editor-in-chief of 1889 Labs, co-producing and hosting Webfiction World, eating chocolate, being lazy, and spending time with the boyfriend, I don’t want to commit to anything else… for now.

But you know what? Since I don’t do New Year’s resolutions, I can make new resolutions any time. So beware, gym-goers — you may see me in the gym yet!

How about you? What are your plans for the year?

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A Closer Look At Flash Fiction

Episode 10 of Webfiction World looks at flash fiction: the pros and cons of writing short stories, the different communities, and why you should give it a try.

My guests, John Wiswell and Angie Capozello, showed me up by have serious insight into the flash fiction community. Here’s a recap of the main points discussed.

Why write flash fiction?

To be a better writer, you need to write. It’s a simple concept: practice makes perfect. But writing flash fiction — and short fiction more generally — has unique benefits when compared to writing novels.

Flash fiction is short, under 1,000 words. It forces you to be concise and precise, it teaches you how to use your words effectively. There’s no space for infodumps or random descriptions; the challenge is to make your story engaging in a short space.

The short length of this form also makes it a perfect testing ground: you can try new genres, characters or writing styles, and if it turns out horribly, then you can move on. It would be far worse to be halfway through a novel and realise that it’s not going to work.

There is also a great twitter community surrounding flash fiction (FridayFlash, particularly) which means you can also get feedback — and if you want to improve as an author, feedback is crucial.

On the reader side, flash fiction requires very low investment. It’s generally free, and takes five minutes to read. It exposes prospective readers to your writing style, and gives you a chance to tempt them into wanting more of you.

Not to mention the numerous ezines out there accepting flash fiction submissions — even if they’ve already been posted on your blog.

So if you’re eager to give flash fiction a try, what should (and shouldn’t) you be doing?

Flash Fiction Do’s and Don’ts

  1. Be concise. If it doesn’t move the plot forward, don’t put it in.

  2. Don’t convolute. Too much of anything is too much, whether that is number of characters, points of view, time lapses, etc.

  3. Avoid word-counting. Don’t write 999 words. Be willing to experiment with how short your story can go.

  4. Push your boundaries. Try new genres, themes and writing styles.

  5. Don’t overplan. Go with your idea and see where it leads you.

  6. Write around the edges of your day. If you find it hard to make time to write, then scribble during breakfast or lunch, or write John style, in the toilet.

  7. GO FOR IT!

If you’d like to hear more about John and Angie’s work, flash fiction communities online, and whether chocolate trumps cheese, tune into the podcast.

In the meantime, any suggestions to add to the list?

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The Long Line

Fur-trimmed coat, dyed blonde hair that brushed her elbows. Legs closeted in tight leather and denim, slyly parted in invitation. The girl was leaning against a motorbike — his motorbike — with such casual indifference that he almost smiled.

Almost.

He let the diner door close behind him with a loud jangle of bells. The streets were empty, but they often were in this small town. He walked over, asked where she was headed. A faint breeze breathed life into the drying puddles at their feet.

“Anywhere but here,” she drawled. Perfect voice, low and smoky. Must have taken weeks of practice.

His tongue traced the outline of his teeth. “Anywhere at all?”

The shrug gave her away. Too innocent for those clothes.

He couldn’t resist playing her game. Leant forward, arms on either side of those long, long legs. Let his breath draw a line across her cheek. “You think you’re ready?”

The shiver said no. Her mouth said yes.

This was how he loved her: nervous, indecisive, a flower on the cusp of bloom. If she came with him that frailty would be lost forever.

He leant closer still. Stubble grazed her delicate cheekbone. “You get those clothes in a brothel?” he whispered.

The heat of her blush warmed his cheek. “I… I thought you’d like them.”

He drew back, let the cold wind seep back into her bones. “Not on you,” he said. She deserved better. One last long look. He breathed in the curve of her jaw, the honey-warm eyes. He should have left town weeks ago.

“Take me with you,” she begged.

He shook his head, gently pulled her off the motorbike. Slung a leg over, got the engine rumbling. “You don’t have what I want,” he said, wistful. “Not any more.”

And then, because he had to be harsh, because he had to be cruel lest she spend the rest of her life pining for him, he lied: “I only sleep with virgins.”

By the time he left town she was just a name, another name on a long list of heartbreaks.

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Red Herrings

His beard is a disguise.

People see the dark skin, the thick hair, the traditional clothing, and come to all the wrong conclusions. But it is his beard they notice first, the thickness of it, its length. It is the first of many red herrings in his appearance.

Hiding behind its thick, curled tangle are gentle cheeks, a sad smile, soft lips that mouth poetry on the underground.

He’s clutching two open notebooks, one on top of the other. His nails are rough-ridged and cracked but he holds the pen delicately, copying words from one notebook into the other.

The words themselves are another red herring: words of pain and suffering, of loneliness and anger, carefully misspelled to feign ignorance.

He needs these — the beard, the words, the disguise — because without them, he is nothing, no one. Just another man on the tube, another forgettable face.

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