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Throwing away material without a sense of failure
When I finished my Masters in Creative Writing, three agents wanted to meet and talk about my novel. I remember thinking: I’ve made it! Despite being tongue-tied in one interview, turning up a week early for another, and being paranoid … Continue reading
Trying to submerge a plastic bag with an air pocket
I have several recurring dreams. In one of them, I’m at university, faced with having to find a group to move in with for the coming academic year. But I’ve left it too late. Everyone has already made their plans … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Fiction, Memoir
Tagged Acting, denial, drama school, Gabriela Blandy, how to write, Interpretting dreams, Letting go, Lucid dreaming, Memoir, Osteopathy, Recurring dreams, Resolutions, short story, Tension, Writing
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When you find yourself in a room with two strangers, having to fake an orgasm, it’s best to leave the country and change your life
I’m in the upper gallery of the Sheldonian Theatre, watching a graduation ceremony take place in Latin. Ad honorem Domini nostri Jesu Christi, the Vice-Chancellor intones, but I’m distracted by the fact that a few hours earlier I had to … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged Acting, Audition, Gabriela Blandy, Graduation, how to write, Lisbon Story, Memoir, Mexico, Oxford, Photography, Poetry, Sheldonian Theatre, short story, travelling, Writing
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What we write about when we write
A sheet of A4 is pinned beside the bar. It hangs loose against the stone wall. There’s an image of a four or five year old in an orange sundress. I notice a plaster at the top of her arm. … Continue reading
Honesty, and how we might write
My thoughtful readers and all the pioneer bloggers out there have brought my attention to something. Firstly, the draw of honesty, and secondly, how we might write. Perhaps, they are the same thing. So far, my writing journey has lasted nine … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Fiction, Memoir
Tagged advice, breathing, Creative writing, drama school, fear, Fiction, Gabriela Blandy, honesty, how to write, short story, Writing process
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Gabriela Blandy - The sense of a journey 