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Hello Kasia,Thank-you very much for your answer. That's a big help.
I suppose another question I had was: how does anybody know where your blog is and how/why would they find it. But if they do (and you did) here's my first effort. I have a new idea for a writing style and I've used it for a novel first page. Please could you take a look. Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks again Kasia x
She was the first girl he had ever kissed, but that was 20 years ago.
Things were different now. He had just qualified and needed a job. She was interviewing him. He couldn’t tell if she remembered the kiss.
‘Please,’ she waved her hand towards the empty chair opposite her desk.
He sat nervously. Upright. On the edge of the chair rubbing his hands together, looking around her desk but never meeting her eyes, although he could feel hers on him.
‘Coffee?’ She didn’t wait for an answer, but picked up the phone. ‘Could you bring us some coffee please?’ Then she waited. Watching him. She could see he was uncomfortable. The power was a good feeling. So she waited a little more, until his eyes met hers.
When they did, albeit fleetingly, she began.
‘You have a strong CV.’ It was rhetorical. Her eyes flicked through the details.
‘One of the better universities.’
He adjusted his posture.
‘Excellent references. Fascinating interests.’ She read a little more before putting the CV down on her desk.
He was watching her, trying to read her.
When she looked up, she drew breath to speak, but had his full eye contact, so she paused and held the moment. After what felt like an eternity, she looked down at her desk, drew breath once more and looked back at him, but this time with a hint of anger in her face.
‘Why did you tell the dinner lady?’
In an instant, the power switched from her side of the desk to his.
There was unfinished business.
Love it! I'm captured already. I actually read this a couple of days ago the first time, but had to rush off to deal with my bub. On first reading the phrase 'It was rhetorical' grated a tiny bit, but it seems fine now.In terms of how people find your blog, well, my blog is with Wordpress (which is free), and they make it easy to find posts from anyone writing on particular subjects (like writing), so you'll probably find a few people drop in spontaneously. If you start reading and commenting on others, then they may also track back and have a look at what you've been posting. Finally, if you allow it, the search engines also kick in, and you start getting referrals from other places. I'm not sure if blogspot and the others have the same sort of central community of bloggers but I assume so. Then you can link your blog to Goodreads, and it will update automatically for you.
Hope this helps!
Kasia.
Thanks Kasia. That is a big help. I will get my head round blogging and find a way forward.On the page, thanks also for reading. I put it together based on the theory that less is more and books, unlike films, trigger the reader's own imagination so I avoided lots of description in the hope that each reader would have a completely different picture in their head. Did you have a couple of faces in your head when you read it?
Thanks and merry Christmas,
Garry


Well, I find blogs are good for sharing some of those little tidbits that wouldn't find a home elsewhere: thoughts on lidfe in general, writing, pieces of flash fiction or (probably appalling) poetry which have come to me. It's nice to be able to have a discussion with people from around the world on something which has been puzzling you, or to get feedback on something you've been working on.
I read blogs (when I have time - I have a bub so it has been much trickier of late) because they do often have genuinely inspiring content, and after a while, you start to develop real friendships over the ether, so it's nice to hear what people have been doing. I've been particularly impressed with some of the poetry and flash fiction out there, which doesn't really have a good outlet in conventional publishing.
That's my two-bobs worth, anyway!
Kasia.