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Bitesize Writing | Arts Council England DYCP Blog #6
Editing is a whole other beast – something I’m knee deep in at the moment. It’s a huge undertaking, especially because my first drafts a rough. Like really rough. But, I want to talk about first drafts, because although editing can a monster of a task, I always find the writing the first draft to…
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Things to be anxious about | Arts Council England DYCP Blog #5
When I applied for the DYCP Grant, I’d planned each of my blog subjects within an inch of their life. This month, I was going to talk a lot about developing voice – which is really important, but it’s not something that’s been on my mind. Today, I’m going to talk to you about something…
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The First Draft | Arts Council England DYCP Blog #3
First drafts are something I’ve always struggled without throughout my writing career. Whether it’s with the blank page of a screenplay, short story, or manuscript, They can be intimidating documents. Having received the DYCP grant to develop my literary craft, I really wanted to focus in on how I tackle my first drafts – and…
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ADHD & Writing | Arts Council England DYCP Blog #2
For Neurodivergents: Scroll for tips. For Neuro-normals: It’s difficult to fathom the challenges we face as neurodivergent writers. Throughout my career, as someone with combined-type ADHD, I’ve been the constant recipient of the following phrases: These phrases, especially coming from the mouths of successful and trusted writers create a foundation of ableism in the writing…
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Developing Story | Arts Council England DYCP Blog #1
I like to compare the way we view our premises to the way we sometimes (very mistakenly) romanticise strangers. Anything, from far enough away, can appear perfect, glittering and complex. It’s context and content that makes us murky and flawed. That’s why I sometimes struggle to develop my ideas into full-blown stories. Over the course…
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Something exciting in the works.
The Story of my Arts Council DYCP Grant What a way to end the year. Let me set the scene: It’s early December. It was freezing in my flat so I’d given up the ghost and had an early night. It was about 6PM when I found myself snuggling down into my blankets to stay…
