Once Upon A Time

September 9, 2018Leave a comment

Once upon a time I dreamed of being a writer.

Stories flew out of my mind through my fingers onto paper. Characters clamoured for attention, wanting to be heroes in their own fantastical worlds.

Then real life hit me with a vengeance. My day job got serious, and my time management skills are apparently not sufficient to manage a writing life alongside building a company with one of my best friends. The stories in my head got quieter, retreating to a corner, and Mr Muse marched off in an offended huff.

Now, over a year since my last blog post, I find myself sending invitations to Mr Muse. I want him back. And slowly, one whisper at a time, the many fantastical people my convoluted mind formed from thin air at some point or another are waking up again.

So here I am, back on my blog, holding myself accountable.

Once upon a time, I dreamed of being a writer, and the dream lives still.

Time and that thing about it being relative…

July 30, 2017Leave a comment

Hello my dearies!

Long time no talk, I know. It’s that old trope again – real life in all its interfering glory. That, and the extended vacation of Mr Muse, with no more than the odd postcard whenever he thought I might be in danger of forgetting about him altogether.

He hasn’t come back yet, either, but I have high hopes. I have even higher hopes of my ability to write a few more blogposts than I have recently.

It’s not just my writing that has suffered lately, though – I haven’t been reading as much, either. Not MY kind of book, anyway – and isn’t it strange and wonderful how what you reads tends to shape your thoughts, as if by reading a book you’re laying down tracks for your thoughts to run along. Right now, I’ve started to re-read some of my old favourites, and sure enough, Mr Muse suddenly has time for the odd phone call or two.

Encouraging, that!

Here’s hoping I’ll get back on track!

Thanks for stopping by, love you all,

Insecure on the Beach

July 6, 2016July 6, 2016Leave a comment

Hello my dearies!

Guess what? It’s Insecure Writer’s Support Group Day once more!

A very warm welcome to all you fellow Insecurists out there!

You know, I only just realised that I missed last month’s post entirely. Bad Tessa. I’ve been missing a lot of stuff lately, and that right there is my insecurity of the moment. Daily life just seems to take over and before you know it, the month is over and writing has, once again, taken a back seat to the rest of it. There’s a lot going on right now in my ‘real life’, but my inner writer is still there, and takes over on occasion (THANKFULLY!!) to write the odd line or two, jot down a plot note or flesh out a character. Random bits of dialogue and plot twists find themselves pencilled down at the edge of my work diary, maps (yes, I draw maps – I write fantasy, after all) appear in the margins, and I’m very happy about it all. It gives me hope that Mr Muse is not gone for good, that I can still do it and I’m still a writer whether I get it done or not. Maybe, just maybe, I will be an author one day, someone with an actual published book… fingers crossed!

Lots of love and I wish you all a generous smidgen of hope and a long visit from your own personal Muse,

Tessa.xx

PS. As for the Question of the Month: What’s the best thing someone has ever said about your writing?

It wasn’t words, as such, as the expression on the face of a friend of mine when she read a chapter of one of my projects. She had tears in her eyes, and was biting her thumb – my writing made her do that! What a revelation to see something you wrote call forth someone’s emotions in such a way.