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Monday 5 February 2018
Farewell
The alias allowed me to explore an untapped part of my character and in part contributed to both my personal and skills development. I think we all strive to leave something behind--especially authors, since we seem to be acutely aware of the fleetingness of time. The eternity of a moment versus the fleetingness of a decade being portrayed not only in writing, but in life all around us. So, it is in such an eternal moment that I close the book on Sacha Hope and embark on a new adventure.
Sunday 26 November 2017
Free Books
Who doesn't love free books? I know, I know...it is treason as a writer to say "free book downloads", an unforgivable crime for participating in such activity, because how will authors survive....(insert eye-roll here). If you are into writing for the money...good for you...but for the rest of us mere mortals who likes free stuff, I have a great link for free book downloads, courtesy of my very nerdy friend who loves DB Super and all things cool!
LIBGEN.IO ....thanks Owen.....
libgen.io
Friday 24 November 2017
When Things Go Missing.....
Much to any writer's chagrin documents do not appear to be safe on cloud storage. I hailed the blessings of Dropbox in an earlier post, but seems the celebration was premature. Once more the pain of having lost all writings and musings, no matter how inept, stings sharp and bright in my inky heart.
It would seem my beloved Dropbox has a nasty bug, causing files to be deleted and/or corrupted. What is a word-smith to do in such adversarial conditions?
The first step would be to not solely rely on one form of cloud storage...(an obvious point which I should have foreseen ages ago.) The second step...accept the fact that all the work is lost, perhaps it was so terrible that the digital void did me a favour by deleting it sporadically.
So...if this happened to you...take a breath and start again. See it as an opportunity for a fresh start that is uninfluenced by previous scribblings and that ever-present temptation to simply "fix" that last draft (we all know it ends up in the "rewrites" folder never to be fixed).
Thursday 31 August 2017
Aging
Aging by Sacha Hope
Woe betide winter eyes staring lifelessly at the wall,
Years waning, skin failing, hair greying.
What devilry is this?
Was I not in the cusp of youth but a few summers back?
Crows leave their feet,
Skin burn and sag,
The youthful bounce in shiny mane replaced by crackling straw.
When did vision become foggy?
When did it become effort to play?
Why would youth not stay?
Woe betide those poor fools seeking,
Desperately clinging to fleeting spring days,
For we all must surrender to winter and if we are lucky,
Being graced with age, golden and sage.
Uncommon Origins Anthology
UnCommon Origins presents 22
depictions of moments on the
precipice, beginnings both beautiful
and tragic. Fantastical stories of
Creation, Feral Children, Gods and
Goddesses (both holy and horrific),
and possibilities you never dared
imagine come to life.
Including stories from some of the
most talented Speculative Fiction and
Magical Realism authors around,
UnCommon Origins will revisit the
oldest questions in the universe:
Where did we come from?
and
What comes next?
Featuring:
The Hanging Gardens of Brooklyn by
Rhoads Brazos
Aplanetary by Holly Heisey, Author
Glass Heart by Sacha Hope
Cultural Gleanings by Deanne Charlton
Fringling by J.D. Harpley - Astral
Scribe
Poseidon's Tears by E.L. Johnson
The Curl of Emma Jean by Michele
Tracy Berger
The Price by Samuel Peralta
Growing Simon by Jo West
The Terrible Discovery of Professor
Charles Cooper by Jonathan Cromack
The Last Star by D.L. Orton
My Darlings by P.K. Tyler
The Tombstone Man and the Coming
of the Tigress by Nillu Nasser Stelter
In The Periphery by Erica Ruhe
Exhale by Laxmi Hariharan
Ifrit by Brent Meske
Swim With The Beavers by Robert
Allen Lupton
The Least Child by Daniel Arthur Smith
Consciousness by Zig Zag Claybourne
Her by Rebecca Poole
The Apple by Shebat Legion
Becoming Mage by Melanie Lamaga
Dear Little Rat
Dear Little Rat by Sacha Hope
Dear little rat, bitey and knowing
The furrow on yellow teeth glowing
Blood newly drawn as it drips coppery rich at dawn
Dear little rat the pain of pleasure you bring
Falling, tumbling, dead by broken swing
Dear little rat you know just how deep to bite
Make me leap in fright
High pitched wailing
Arms flailing
Silent screams begging for sweet release
Teeth gnawing, sinews snapping
My dear little rat yapping in pleasure
My treasure
My heart treasure
Ever under pressure from gleaming teeth
My dear little rat, sweet little brat
May you go splat
Monday 1 February 2016
Should I commit to being a full-time author?
Different people write at different rates. I go through periods where I write for days at a time, purging all writing desires and instinct from my system, then I do not write for months! I'm a very sporadic writer and only write when the mood takes me.
Knowing your writing habits will help you to decide whether or not you should commit to being a full time author. There are authors who treats writing like a full time job, there are those who only write on weekends or in their spare time.
Before you decide to take the plunge and commit pen to hand on a permanent basis, make sure you do your research and you'd be able to survive (physically, emotionally, financially and mentally) the rigors that full time writing demands.
Here are some things to mull over: