And didn’t pre-plan a post.
Whoops!
However, the story I’m editing ready for publication is an Australian short story (about 6k words) about gold country.
Do you remember Itchy (originally published here)? Stay tuned. He’s going to make it into his own book.

Glad you’re being so creative but…thumbs???
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I thought it wd be easier to fiddle with one already done, but on the day I decided to learn to type with the two middle fingers – the only ones outside the casts – I got back some critiques, so this will not be a quick fix. Might take a week or so to cogitate before any changes happen.
Maybe a week of physical rest …
can you see me running down the road screaming like a madman with a shotgun loaded with saltpeter is on my case?
How can a writer not write?
Madness that way lies.
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Ugh. I know, I know but…long term vs short term? What about dictating instead? I know the software ain’t perfect but it might be easier to edit with 2 fingers than trying to type the whole thing without only 2. 😦
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I tried the dictation but it takes longer to fix than to type with 2 fingers.
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Aaah. Well. Make sure you keep your wrists straight – as if you’re playing the piano with a glass of water balanced on your wrist. Seriously, it does help avoid repetitive strain injuries. 😦
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And no more than ten minutes at a time, and no more than three sessions of ten minutes …
is it ever frustrating, but at least I get a lot of time to consider the shape of the story/characters/archetypes/arcs …
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Sometimes having the time to mull over things is a really good thing. 🙂
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It is, but I’d like to know I could do something rather than just think something.
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Yeah, I know. 😦
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Have you ever thought of writing a story around the Hanging Rock Cage?
I remember visiting that location back in 1974 when l was 11 – it was a remarkable place, and of course the mystery/story – fact or fiction and so on as it is interpreted today was a very different story / legend way back into my yesterday’s. I remember reading the novel by J. Lindsay 1967 before going to visit that year.
Back then l was intrigued and a visit one Sunday captivated me completely – l wanted to believe … years later and whilst l now know the ‘true story’ was fictious, it still lingers in my memory.
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There are true stories about that location that no one will ever believe.
I visited there at midnight on a full moon and climbed to the top (it wasn’t part of a group, I have to admit). That is one scary place, and the voices you hear coming from the gaps between the rocks are clear – but not the words they say.
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I can well believe that also. As l walked that day, l had drifted off from the group, l know my parents were concerned, but a walker brought me back and told me that this was NOT the place to simply wander off into alone. he said the rocks have a way about them.
This too l could easily see, it was a spooky place at 3pm in the afternoon never mind you at midnight … alone.
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Ah, no. I wasn’t alone. I was there to scare the pants off others. The trespassers.
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Aha a prankster’s lot it was then!
Did it work, have they since returned?
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I’m pretty sure they didn’t ever want to return. And it wasn’t actually me who scared them most … they started running down the path before I’d started.
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Hahaha – right ol’ chicken pants then 🙂 Heart of a lion that lot hahaha.
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Busy editing is an excellent reason for not preparing a post. And good for Itchy!
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