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Portraying Jack
June 9, 2014, 1:52 pm
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ImageMore from my Future Learn course:

Experiment with different ways of portraying your character, in line with the suggestions made by Novakovich.

Writing in the third person (using ‘he’ or ‘she’), try each of the four different ways outlined below, either in one or two continuous pages, or in four separate paragraphs:

  1. Make a summary of what the character is like.
  2. Show them through appearance.
  3. Show them through a habitual or repeated action.
  4. Finally, show them through a speech in a scene.

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The Six Pillars of Social Influence (via Brendan Hughes e-Commerce)
April 27, 2011, 1:48 pm
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And you thought you had a mind of your own…

The Six Pillars of Social Influence All of this social interaction on the web today really supports consumers in each of their purchase or engagement decisions. We talk about social commerce as if it were something new. There has always been a social element to commerce – in every sphere we rely on others to help inform our purchase decisions. What is new is the efficiency with which this social influence process can now happen thanks to blogs, forums and social networks such as Tw … Read More

via Brendan Hughes e-Commerce



Stop thinking
January 6, 2011, 9:49 am
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Just a quick one. An excuse really. And a realisation. Doesn’t matter what blog I am working on, after a while I always tend to stop working on it. I am sure there are many other bloggers out there that know what I mean.

I believe it is the ego, the voice in my head saying, “That’s a rubbish post.” “You can’t write that, what will people think.” “No one is reading this anyway, you’re basically talking to yourself.”

This year I am going to try and get something down on my blog more often without letting thoughts in my head get in my way. Perhaps some meditation is in order.

So, I’ve decided to start a new catergory (rather than a new blog) called Help Yourself which will be a reference/discussion point for alternative therapies and self-help books and sites.



The Taming of the Screw
February 5, 2009, 12:15 pm
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Written for cliterati.co.uk

“I’m not ready yet.” Rebecca bellowed down the stairs to Brian. She finished brushing her hair and put the paddle brush down on her dressing table. He had been waiting over an hour and was beginning to lose his patience. He ran up the stairs to their room. “Rebecca, you’ve got five more minutes until I completely lose my patience with you. We’re already late.”
She grinned at Brian and looked at him with a glint of naughtiness in her eye. “Are you going to punish me, master?” He gave a small chuckle as their eyes met, both knowing what she was asking for. “Well, I suppose we’re not that late.” He said calmly even though he was already starting to get excited as he looked at her in the little black dress with her thick raven hair silkily flowing over her shoulder. “Bend over, Rebecca – I’m going to teach you a lesson.”

Her thighs throbbed as she rose from her dressing table and leaned over it. He strolled over and picked up the paddle brush with one hand as he firmly lifted her dress and pulled down her panties with the other. He watched her reflection in the mirror as she groaned orgasmically at every smack he gave. The rain had been gently tapping at the windows began to slash against it instead. Her breathing became euphoric as it accelerated to keep in time with every other throb between her thighs. She kept her eyes closed and when she bit her lip, he knew it was time to stop.

Already she was wet and her nipples hardened as she turned around and kissed him passionately. Sitting on the dressing table, she gently sucked at his lower lip as he pulled her legs apart and slipped three of his fingers into the front of her black lace pants stroking the inside of her velvet like lips. As his middle finger moved up to her swelling clit, the back of her knees began to sweat at the thought of him inside of her.

She could feel his strong hard cock against her hip begging to be released. He sat down on the chair and she undid his trousers while he swiftly pulled down her dress and began gently pinching her nipples.

She took off her panties and straddled him. Her hole became tighter as his big smooth cock entered her. So much so that she let out a scream of joy. She rode him, bouncing up and down whilst he kept his hands on her cherub round bottom, squeezing it every time she lifted it.

The rain bashed harder and harder against the window as she reached her climax and came over his lap. Out of breath and glistening in a moist glow of sweat, they lay still in an embrace for a few moments. “See baby,” she whispered as she got up, “I’m not late for everything.”

 

 



The telesales blues…
February 4, 2009, 8:48 pm
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Yes – I am a writer. But I have to pay my bills somehow. Have to keep up my momentum and discipline too. So I have been working in a call centre. I know what you’re thinking – scum of the earth. Well, that’s what people say about anyone doing an activated job. Anyway, what do you think it’s like for me? Making calls to people I don’t know all day is a monotonous and soul destroying task in reality.

But there are ways around that. Making sales is a good way to keep up your sprits, of course.  But making sales is tough (usually because of the monotony). You need the tone and inflection in conversation that is as perky as having a spring in your step. There has to be connection in the first split second. And you will be constantly turned down, no matter how charismatic you are. So you need to have resilience, stamina and a vast amount of good energy reserved.

No matter what you do, though, sometimes this isn’t enough. Sometimes, the governing forces of the universe are against you. The more you struggle, the less energy you have. Without knowing why, you’ll end up on a downward spiral with no hope of even one sale. This quandary, I have yet to figure out. It is the quest for my success.



Netting
February 4, 2009, 8:46 pm
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Unless you’re acutely organised, moving house in a rush means no internet for a while. This has been my pleasure/bane for the last couple of weeks. I have not been able to procrastinate on facebook for hours, intermittently refreshing the Scrabble page in the hopes of another go.   Instead, I have devoted my precious time to playing spider solitaire. SO far, I’ve won two games out of three. Who knew being off line could be so much fun?

But seriously, it has made me realise how important it is to spend time away from the internet. Even if it means having a notebook for writing down things I want to look up. I could call it the Google book. Sounds sexier than the look up in search engine book, don’t you think? If you have a better suggestion, comment below.

It is going to be hard though – a new kind of discipline that could be, nonetheless, very rewarding. Think of creativity I could allow myself if only I didn’t spend hours gawping at the computer.



A goal to be scored
September 7, 2008, 10:09 am
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When things get stagnant in your life, there is only one positive thing you can do: reshuffle the cards. So I’ve come up with a plan. Something reachable that I’ll enjoy and be good at. I’ve decided to teach English overseas.

So step one is getting a job in the meantime. Perhaps telesales or secretarial. Maybe a waitressing job on top of that. Watch this space.