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Fiona Robyn's Writings

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walking the tightrope...
Jan.20.2010
Here is my dilemma. As a writer, I need to be able to handle rejection. I also need to be able to process negative feedback, in order to improve my writing. But I need to feel good enough about my work to not throw in the towel altogether. My experience of being a writer is that I walk a constant tight-rope between thinking my writing is sheer genius, and...
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The Holy Grail
Jul.27.2009
Six years ago, I completed my first novel. Like most unpublished writers, I desperately wanted a publisher. I wanted my work to be read. I bought The Writer's Handbook, sent off submissions, started a blog, and continued to write. Six years later, my first three novels were accepted for publication by Snowbooks. My debut, The Letters, was published earlier this...
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Beans
Jun.19.2009
“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.”  Laura Ingalls Wilder I don’t know where our beliefs begin – whether they are hard-wired into us from birth, or whether we invent them entirely.  Most likely it’s somewhere between the two.  What I do know is that whenever I read certain quotes (like the quote...
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Making connections
Jun.18.2009
The word ‘networking’ used to fill me with dread.  When I became self-employed I heard it repeated everywhere like a mantra – the key to building a successful business was networking.  If I wanted to be a successful writer then I would have to roll up my sleeves and dive in, milling about huge rooms full of stiff people in suits, giving compliments to important...
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Books...
Jun.18.2009
I’ve just finished reading ‘Journal of a Solitude’, written by May Sarton in 1973.  She writes of her spiritual and artistic journey, quietly and with a steady determination.  Her intention is to focus on the times when she is all alone in her house, to try and get at her ‘real’ life.  If we are serious about being artists, or about being true to ourselves, I...
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Slow walking...
Jun.18.2009
I want to be a snail. Or snail-like, at least. I want to move through my days at a steady place, taking time to enjoy the scenery. I want to taste every mouthful of leek and potato soup, which I cooked myself, slowly, after growing the leeks and potatoes myself, slowly. I want to do things properly, one at a time. I want my body to feel open and relaxed. I want...