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Writing days are here again...

I've decided to do what I do best, and jump on someone else's bandwagon, LOL...

Jayne has enrolled in a writing and editing course at the local TAFE and I've decided to join her. Now, I did a Professional Writing degree as my undergraduate degree, but well, Canberra Uni doesn't exactly have a great reputation in publishing circles when it comes to it's Pro. Writ. degree, and the degree itself didn't focus on editing much at all (if any, I really can't remember learning the ins and out of editing, either computer-based, or otherwise)... So, I'm thinking this course could be great for me to a) learn how to edit properly, b) build my writing muscle (which is well and truly atrophied) and c) have some pressure on me to PRODUCE...

So, sometime next week we're going to go and enrol...

Yk, I know I want to writie. I know I could write well. The thing is I just don't know what I want to write about... Actually, maybe the opposite is true... There are a lot of things I want to write, I just don't know where to start...

I want to write children's books, and adolescent novels. An anthology of short stories for adults, and a book on parenting and metaphysics...

I want to write philosophically about parenting as well - from the perspective of children's needs and parents expectations and societal conditioning and the reality of the pressures on parents, but also the responsibility of parents to take responsibility for the consequences of their actions while acknowledging that an ideal is just that, an ideal, something worth striving for, while accepting your own limitations...

I think I should call the book, "Idealistic Parenting in the Real World" - hehehe, now that title would probably get EVERYONE'S back up...

As you can see, I've been playing with my blog layout (never one to miss a trend)... I might refine it down the line, I like a change even now and then :D...

And here's my fave pic of Bryn for this week - he's such a smiley boy!!! He totally has his own look now - for every day he passes he looks more like Bryn and less like Erik or Luey - to me...


Comments

HipbubbyMama said…
"Yk, I know I want to writie. I know I could write well. The thing is I just don't know what I want to write about..

Just write anything..that's what I do, same when it comes to art. Just start doing something even if you have no idea of it's structure or how it will turn out..

Or on the other hand that could be why I'm so crap at finishing anything ;-)
Rae said…
Hey why not? Sounds like a great idea. Sometimes a creative brain can be too reigned in by not being reigned in, if you get my gist. All artists need a starting point and pressure is a great motivator.. for me anyhow. The world shall be your oyster love!
_Dee_ said…
Good on you!! :D

Awwww Bryn is such a gorgeous boy :)
katef said…
Hey I like that book title!!!! Very grabby!!
Bin Mitch's Mum said…
Hee hee :) I like the book title too... Bryn in gorgeous as always of course and as for writing, no advice here, there's a reason I'm an accountant :)
Nic and Beren said…
Awwww what a cute boy !
Narelle said…
and look at you in your Bonus Time! hoot hoot

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