Write Away is back!*
Brilliant short fiction writer Emily Devane and I are hosting another writing workshop in beautiful Ilkley – and our theme this time is finding your writing voice.
[Read more…]Find Your Writing Voice workshop
An Attic Landing Of One’s Own
Why painting walls is like writing drafts – and why it’s progress, not perfection, that matters
My husband Frank and I have bought a house together (for the very first time!) and been doing it up (also for the very first time!).
It’s a Victorian terrace which has needed a bit of love. In other words: we’ve* been stripping wallpaper, sanding and painting (and Zinssering – iykyk) walls, pulling up carpets and smashing open fireplaces. We’ve had the house fully rewired, our chimney newly flaunched, and we’ve learned what the word ‘flaunched’ means. We’ve put a log burner in one of the aforementioned smashed-open fireplaces, installed a new bathroom (during which our plumber discovered tiles upon tiles – literally), and created a new partition wall with pocket doors. Pocket doors!! I can tell you now that those long winter nights are going to fly by, mainly because I’ll just be standing by this archway, sliding doors in and out of it:
[Read more…]Finding your ‘voice’ in writing (and music, and life)
Did you know that Hold Me Now by The Thompson Twins has a middle bridge section that’s very like Wichita Lineman? Nor did I until this week, when I sat down at my piano keyboard on a whim to see how possible-slash-satisfying one of my absolute favourite songs from the 80s would be to sing and play. (Turns out: very possible, and very satisfying.)
The reason I’ve been sitting down at my keyboard on a whim quite a lot lately – normally prompted by a favourite song from the 70s or 80s popping up on shuffle (I can testify that How Long by Ace is also incredibly satisfying) – is because, for the very first time in my life, in my 50s, I am busking. And in fact this month I took it one stage further – literally, it was at the Man Cave Stage – and sang and played at Ilkley Live, a brilliant free music festival that happens in my new hometown every year:
I’ve sung with jazz musicians – ie vocals only – for many years now, although until recently I hadn’t actually done it for many years, if you see what I mean. But singing while also playing piano in public has been something I’ve only done occasionally – again, many years ago, and vitally: only ever as background music in a busy bar or restaurant. To sing and play while people are actually, erm, paying attention is a new, rather scary, step for me. And it’s got me thinking about the idea of being heard – about being public, and audible. About one’s voice.
The idea of your ‘voice’ is talked about a lot in the writing world. But how do you find it? And what even is it?
The latter question is, for me, the route into the former. One’s ‘voice’ is one’s personality on the page: your take on life and the world, your POV, your values and beliefs and tastes, all showing through how you write and what you write about. It’s your ‘brand’. All there, on a plate (or at least on a page). It’s you the writer being you the writer.
So how do you unearth it, develop it? For me, that process has been inextricably linked to finding my voice full stop. It’s been linked to me learning that a key route to happiness and fulfilment in all areas of life – in work, relationships, family – is trying, learning, to be the most YOU you can be. Learning to embrace who you are, how you feel, what you think – rather than denying it or hiding it. Learning to shed the layers that grow around all of us.
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