Rachel stopped writing to take a sip of her coffee. As she sipped she grimaced and stared down at the cup in her hand. It was cold? How long ago had she made this that it was already stone cold? How long had she been writing for? She found the key in her pocket and opened up the bottom draw of her desk, pulling out her phone and turning it on. It came to life and beeped at her with all her missed messages—the very reason she always locked it away when trying to write. She put checking them to one side and looked at the time. 2am? She’d been writing for over four hours? Well, no wonder her coffee was so cold.
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‘Percy Jackson and the Olympians’ Needs to be Re-watched (A Disney+ Show Review, with Spoilers)
The issue isn’t that Grover explains things as they go. It’s that the only reason he’s explaining it is clearly the audience. In the original books you’ll find people explaining things to Percy constantly because Percy is the reader’s eyes and ears. Percy represents (like an Ambassador) the reader and so he learns along with us. It’s the most used way to drop information.
The Characters’ Strike (Back): Part 2
Yes, she thought. All the ideas I’d had. All the stories I’d written, turned down because it ‘didn’t quite fit’ or that I’d been made to re-write so it would ‘appeal to a greater audience’. She sighed, remembering when as a nineteen year old she’d made the promise to herself to always stay true to herself and be confident in what she wanted to write. She’d learned very quickly that to get anywhere in this industry you had to bend, at least slightly, to what other people said. Recently though it was like she was doing nothing except bending to what every other person wanted, or constantly considering what other people would think before she even had the opportunity to think of any story idea herself. There wasn’t an original idea left in her head, it seemed. Nineteen-year old her would be ashamed of what she’d become.
Book Gardens: Digging, Digging and (Yes) More Digging
There may be a few of you reading, wondering (there also may not, but I know I’m wondering) where the blog posts about the garden have gone. We did one blog post, written by my mother, one video produced poorly by me and then suddenly nothing. The thing is, I wanted the content to be… Continue reading Book Gardens: Digging, Digging and (Yes) More Digging
The Literary Onion 