Virginia Heath's Blog, page 2

Chasing the Writer's Muse

  I am no expert! I wanted to stress that right at the beginning of this little article, just in case somebody became outraged at a newbie writer, like myself, having the arrogant audacity to claim to know better than anyone else about something as unquantifiable and misty as the writing muse. I am happy to admit I am still learning about mine. And because I am still learning, I suppose the process of formulating a story is still fresh in my mind. The former teacher in me needs to understand the

Chasing the Writer's Muse

  I am no expert! I wanted to stress that right at the beginning of this little article, just in case somebody became outraged at a newbie writer, like myself, having the arrogant audacity to claim to know better than anyone else about something as unquantifiable and misty as the writing muse. I am happy to admit I am still learning about mine. And because I am still learning, I suppose the process of formulating a story is still fresh in my mind. The former teacher in me needs to understand the

I guess I'm an author now...

Since I was lucky enough to receive The Call from Harlequin Mills and Boon a few weeks ago, I have gone from an amateur writer to a professional one. The only difference between the two states, as far as I can tell, is that now I will get paid for what I do and I can change my occupation on my passport.   However, since my good fortune has been splashed over Twitter I have had a few people contact me directly wanting to know how to go about getting published in the first place. I never really

21st Century Technology & the Crispy Prawn...

  I really do try not to be useless.   I am great believer in the old adage that change is good and that being able to adapt to change is a character trait that I am certain that I possess. However, sometimes I yearn for the good old days when all aspects of my life did not require a master’s degree in computing. Don’t get me wrong, I love my computer. And my iPhone. I would be completely lost without either. It’s just that as a woman hurtling towards her first half century, I cannot help