As an aspiring author, when you flick through any book on your bookshelf, you may get a sense that holding your own book in your hands is far far away. Maybe you can’t imagine it at all because it’s such a remote reality. Unattainable, even.
Have you ever had a business coach suggest what to do and resisted it so hard?
That was me when I went on a business retreat in 2015 and was told I needed to niche.
For the whole of 2017, I had an ankle injury. It would come and go, on and off, but it more or less hung around for the whole year.
At the same time, on my goals list was the desire to perform on stage.
Story is a human need. It’s how generations pass down their wisdom. It’s how cultures can translate. It’s how nations find commonality and realise they can be allies not enemies. It’s how individuals relate and know they are not alone, outsiders, outcasts.
The friend who girlfriends come to as a shoulder to cry on because not only do you make them feel better about what’s going on for them but they walk away with a solution to their problem, an antidote for their heartbreak?
You, my friend, are the perfect author.
Imagine for a sec that your book is a piece of communication. You have some info and you want to share it. That’s communicating, right?
“At the centre of every book is this formula: ask a question; go on an exploration to find an answer; find an answer; and from that answer, ask a new question” ~ Mattie Bamman
Your book has a soul. It’s an entity in its own right. And connecting into what it is and what it’s not is essential to writing a convincing book that takes off and takes on a life of its own.
So here I am on this writing retreat in Auckland, New Zealand. I’ve been writing all day and I need to go get some fresh air. There’s a park nearby that I decide to venture. […]
Some words say more than others. Some words evoke more than others.
Whereas some words dumb down or generalise, others conjure visions so detailed that a mere utterance doesn’t do justice to the insight you gain.
I left the room burning with shame and went to the bar. What the fuck did she mean ‘it could be perceived as racist’? How could what I’d written be taken to mean the opposite […]
Intention words are a bunch of balls. Hear me out. To understand why I say that, we have to go back to 2013, the first year I set an intention word for the year.
It feels like all I’ve done for the last five years as an editor is update my website. However, I have a really really good reason for it this time. Really really. Hear me out…
Three little words, which individually I usually love, but when used together, change the game. No. Travel. Rights. That’s right. I’m currently grounded in Australia.
When I hear business owners say they can’t think what to write about or if I’m struggling to come up with an idea for an article, it confuses the heck out of me.