Staying with the Nathan Long theme this week, here he is talking about the evolution of a novel, from concept through to completion. Watching the video I remembered a post I did a while ago about how Michael Crichton used index-cards to built a story. Nathan's method is somewhat similar. Enjoy!
Writing
Pantsering in First Person
I found a very lovely article by Nathan Long on point of view. Nathan is a fantasy author mostly known for his Gotrek and Felix novels and The Blackhearts Trilogy, both of which are set in the Warhammer Fantasy universe. From the article: Some of my favorite writers have worked best when they worked in first person – … Continue reading Pantsering in First Person
Which author made me want to be a writer? | Venture Galleries
I have a new post out over at Venture Galleries. I talk about my writing and reading inspiration and why I'm unable to pinpoint only one author. "I have read so many books over the years I’ve forgotten most. A few do stand out, though, that had made an impression on me at the time I … Continue reading Which author made me want to be a writer? | Venture Galleries
Hemingway’s Formula to Mastery of Writing
I'm a big Ernest Hemingway fan. I admire the man, his writing and his flaws. Though not perfect, he wrote perfectly. He created art in a way that was different to how other writers did and he made it look easy. But therein lies his genius. It took him years of following other masters and … Continue reading Hemingway’s Formula to Mastery of Writing
Calmly Writer: A No-Fuss, Clutter-Free Writing App That Calmly Makes You Write Quietly
What will my first blog post for 2015 be about? I’ve been pondering ideas for two days now. I’m supposed to finish the first draft of a story I’ve tentatively titled “The Last Devil,” but it’s not going so smoothly this week. I repeatedly find my thoughts wandering off to exotic landscapes and ideas for … Continue reading Calmly Writer: A No-Fuss, Clutter-Free Writing App That Calmly Makes You Write Quietly
The Silent Art of Journaling
My dad died during my final year of law school. He never woke up from his third heart bypass surgery. I stood next to his bed in ICU when they switched off the machines. I remember how at the last moment his eyelids had opened, but his irises were all milky and faded. They were … Continue reading The Silent Art of Journaling
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