Archive for 06/07/2013


Adding to the list of my anomalies, I have to admit that I stop liking guys the moment they start liking me back. It’s even more ridiculous than majoring in an Art degree and having to eat your paintings after no one shows interest in any of them. This might be the one thing that will seal my fate as a lonely, withered, old hag with 76 grey-whiskered cats.

Why can’t I function like other cheerful 20-somethings out there? Seriously, what does it take? Do I have to hang a cardboard sign over my bed, where as I wake up each morning I’ll bump into it and read something like,

You better be normal today. Or no more gym for you. That’s right, you’ll become a fat ass.

That’s the only terrible thing I can think of. Either that, or I’m forced to pet furry tarantulas every time I…

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Amy's Fantastical Writings


I’ve been so busy with writing that I haven’t written any blog posts!

The last time I wrote, I believe I was at page 170 or something.  Since then, I’ve had a few things come up (life happens, right?) and I’m at 217 pages with the latest chapter.  I’m now at…let me check…58,699 words.

I was expecting at this stage to be wondering if I was going to make an “average” size book with about 80,000 words.  I wasn’t sure how fast or slow I was going to write.

Now I’m wondering  how far past it the 1st draft will be.  Seriously.  I”m thinking it could be up at the 95,000 range, or even past 100,000.  Woah.  So that has been a surprising part of writing the whole thing.

I must say that the outlines I have made over the years have really helped.  Obviously on some chapters I”m debating…

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Robbie MacNiven

My first love will always be historical fiction. That doesn’t mean that I write lots of it. Contrary to what you may expect if you follow this blog, all of my published work to date has been speculative fiction, specifically five horrors, one fantasy and two science-fantasies. You might think that I’ve become accustomed to writing the “Big Reveal” – that moment when characters unaware of the abnormal horror/science/fantasy element discover the truth and then come to terms with it. 

I can assure you “accustomed” isn’t the word I’d use.

I find the Big Reveal to be consistently the most difficult writing hurdle I’ve ever had to overcome. It requires the balancing skills of a trapeze master. On the one hand, the characters must react in a way that is consistent with their own worldview, whilst at the same time being sufficiently shocked that the reader can still empathise them…

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Reflexive Fire


Chapter Five (Part One):

Yellow flames were still licking out of the top of the burn barrel as they loaded up into the back of the janga truck.

Bill, Ramon, Rick, and the two other team members had kitted up. Deckard had been listening to them banter back and forth about who would get more kills on this mission and picked up the names of the final two team members, they were Zach and Paul. With Deckard now filling the void left by Henderson, a void created by Nikita’s sniper rifle in Pakistan, they had a six man assault element.

A young kid, maybe eighteen or nineteen, had been warming chai tea over a small fire in the court yard. Bill spoke to him and the kid responded in broken English. He would be their indigenous driver for the mission. It was a simple but ingenious infiltration method. With a…

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