November 2010
38 posts
slushpilehell:
This is just a quick question. How many words should my novel be?
Duh. First rule of publishing: all novels should be 78,369 words. Editors won’t consider anything any shorter or longer.
No words. It should be NO WORDS.
#allthethingsiwishihadsaidwhenitwasmyjobtoturnpeopledownnicely
“Everyone at the party was married. Married married married. With diamond rings,...”
– Thought for Food
Cosigned, or agreed, or whatever. Diamonds! Bewildering!
“Would it have been fair game if, say, I was shopping for jumpers and one of my...”
– Too big, too small: why are our breasts always up for adjustment?: MyDaily UK
On never forgetting first loves
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Book Club Sunday nights - monthly - are the best Sunday nights, because after the rigorous discussion of book and the rigorous selection of cake brings us from late afternoon into early evening, I cycle home through the quiet back streets of Hoxton and Islington. It takes twenty minutes and the streets, which are tricky to navigate during the daily commute, feel wide and clear, for a change.
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“Also — and this is the last thing — from the perspective of a former “moody” and...”
– Emily writes An Open Letter to Tavi Gevinson and Jane Pratt on The Hairpin (via doree)
“During my lunch break, I swung by CVS to pick up a few personal items. I stood...”
– A Spoonful O’ ISMS: Extendable Plastic Applicatored Olive Branch
Katie has a real flair for urban living.
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A Simple Flying Phobia →
For folks who might have happened upon Blogelstein following the Literary Death Match last night, here’s the link to the full-length version - director’s cut, if you will - of the essay that I read.
“Apparently, there is now ‘frenzied speculation’ about who will join the judges....”
– Marina Hyde: Lost in Showbiz (via annieatkins)
GOLD idea.
“All I really know about The Woman is how she takes her tea. Well, that and the...”
– The apparition at the doorstep | Deborah Orr | Comment is free | The Guardian
Reading this reminded me that I am grateful to have been diagnosed with chronic depression when I was a teenager - because if that was going to be my lot in life, it was better that I learned how to cope with it when I...
“The shower threw steaming water into the dawn at the twist of a tap, just as it...”
– I resist the urge to moan about Mondays; it’s too suburban, too Office Space. But today I couldn’t find my hair brush; discovered after trekking for a quarter of an hour to the Tube station through rain and wind that I had left my wallet (and Oyster card) at home. Got shoved and prodded...
On three years
Do you know, today is the THIRD birthday of this blog.
I’m not quite sure what I thought I would get out of it when I started it - mainly I was full of big dreams about becoming a Real Writer, and vaguely believed that a blog would help me to achieve this - but most of all I am grateful for all of the lovely friends I’ve made because of little ol’ Blogelstein.
And also for the...
“Ultimately, whether we’re claiming that women find men...”
– My debut post on MyDaily UK
WatchRoyal Forest, ‘Civilwarland’, well good music for Tuesday morning.
“At the moment I am almost two years into writing my second novel. I have been...”
– The Woman Who Talked Too Much: Music Monday: NaNoWriMoSpecial
The excellent Marie Phillips on National Novel Writing Month (she’ll be speaking at LMTYAM tonight, coincidentally).
