Think fiction writing and journalism are the same thing? Think again.


Having completed schooling in Journalism, I agree with this whole-heartedly. However, soft news pieces can be a happy medium.

Originally posted on Vanessa Skye, Author:


I’ve always wanted to write books. For as long as I can remember, even when I was very small, books were it for me. One of my earliest memories is when I was three or four. I used to carry around a thick, bound book I have no idea what it was!) with nothing but words in it. No pictures, just words that I couldn’t read. I used to sit down and ‘read’ it, i.e. try to imagine what the words I couldn’t read said.

So, back in the nineties when I was deciding what to study at university, I picked journalism. I figured I would do the degree, learn to write, and then multiple bestsellers would ensue. Right?

Wrong! I knew so little about writing that I didn’t realise that the accepted journalistic writing style was worlds apart from fiction writing.

I’ve been a journalist off and on for…

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Review: All I want for Christmas


3 stars

Read from December 01 to 02, 2014 — I own a copy, read count: 1

Synopsis: Love is everywhere. Under the Tuscan sun, in tropical breezes and highland snow. Travel the world and discover yours in three delightful Christmas stories to warm your heart. Continue reading

Review: Aurealis Magazine Edition #75


3 stars

Read from October 28 to 29, 2014

Synopsis: Issue #75’s fiction department features Cecilia Quirk’s ‘Scattered Souls’ and ‘The Nevermaw’ by Miles Hurt, two pieces that will engage and entertain. There is also a wealth of non fiction with a plethora of reviews, as well as a short look at the recent World Science Fiction Convention held in London. plus another Sacred Cow article where a classic work is reviewed (in a light hearted manner) as if it had just been released. Just tons of good stuff! Continue reading

Review: Time will Tell


2 stars


Read on December 06, 2014 — I own a copy, read count: 1

Synopsis: Emily Oliphant has made some major changes in her life. After leaving an abusive husband, moving house and starting her own jam-making business, things are looking up. But the last thing on Emily’s mind is a new relationship…no matter who’s vying for her attention.

After receiving an offer from the elderly owners of the property she’s renting to purchase the land and house, a hopeful yet nervous Emily feels herself taking another step in the right direction. She’s unsure where the money will come from, but the offer is too good to refuse, and the property too perfectly suited for the B&B she dreams of opening. Unbeknown to her, the button jar Emily holds dear — a gift from her recently deceased Granny Mayfair — could contain the solution to all her problems…

Just when things are finally beginning to go Emily’s way, everything takes a turn. Soon she’s involved in a romance she’s not sure she’s ready for, dealing with the shock of three unexpected deaths, and being forced to make some difficult decisions. With her finances, property, friendships and budding relationship now in limbo, Emily is once again drawing on her inner-strength to overcome this new set of challenges. Continue reading

The right words, the right time.


A fantastic tale about what it’s like to write, create and realise that you just have to keep plugging away at it, when the time is right.

Originally posted on sara barnard:

Fourteen years ago, I wrote a story about a girl.

I was thirteen at the time, and writing stories was what I did. And not just about girls. Planets that spoke to each other, mice who lived in the Underground, magic meerkats and friendly boats. Writing was my thing; it was beyond a hobby and more than just something I enjoyed. It was how I understood the world. Words had all the magic and possibility anyone could ever need. Put them in the right order, and you could create a world of your own. And maybe, if you got them just right, that world would be a place that would mean something to other people.

I’d written countless stories by the time I was thirteen – the first at age 6, in which the acknowledgements page listed all our family pets by name, including the guinea pigs – of varying length…

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