Tag: creativity

Dear Jane, What Inspired You To Write #CailleachWitch?

Dear Jane, What Inspired You To Write #CailleachWitch?

Question: Dear Jane, what inspired you to write Cailleach~Witch? Answer No 73: With the creative power that lies in all of us I took the energy of the landscape, my sensitivity to it, my ceaseless longing for it, and alchemised it on the page.  For […]

Dear Jane – ‘The book keeps gathering steam, brewing up its charms & spells.’ #CailleachWitch

Dear Jane – ‘The book keeps gathering steam, brewing up its charms & spells.’ #CailleachWitch

‘As far as Drew could tell the only fast moving thing now was the river that flowed from the mountain.’  I’ve made it to Chapter 25, and the book keeps gathering steam, brewing up its charms and spells. Love, Tamara.  Dear Tamara, thank you for […]

How To Become An Extreme Writer #ThatCuriousLoveofGreen

How To Become An Extreme Writer #ThatCuriousLoveofGreen

How To Become An Extreme Writer… Write everyday until it becomes a habit. Ignore ‘the voices.’ Write in any conditions, anytime, anywhere. Write rough, write rubbish, but write. Write when you don’t feel like it. Write until you can’t imagine a life without writing. Choose […]

Your Creative Revolution Starts Here #ThatCuriousLoveofGreen

Your Creative Revolution Starts Here #ThatCuriousLoveofGreen

Good evening. Welcome to my home. My home is me in house form. Did you know home is a great place to start your own creative revolution? Why? Because home is the greatest place of freedom. It should be a place of inspiration too. Does […]

The Rebel Life #Creativity #Freedom

The Rebel Life #Creativity #Freedom

When I started writing and sharing my work I’d worry, who was reading, what they were thinking? And I didn’t want to seem ‘preachy’ or feel vulnerable. I didn’t want to be judged harshly. I didn’t want to be defined. But I was trying to expand, to […]

Dear Jane, I love the vision.

Dear Jane, I love the vision.

Dear Jane, This card matches your look, colours, and even the dog sits waiting for his copy.  I read and pause, re-read certain lines like these: ‘Only the house sighed, only the light shining in moved like waves on the floor.  Still, there was comfort […]