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Next Big Thing Memery

I’ve been double-tagged by Nerine Dorman and Joan de la Haye, and I was going to be a slacker and pass, but then Tammy February said, “No, do it,” and I am a sucker to peer pressure so here you go.

What is your working title of your book?

New Hob Book. I know right? It’s genius. See, it’s a new book in the Hobverse. GEDDIT? Amazing. *rewards self with giant knickerbocker glory*


 Sometimes I have great titles, but mostly I scavenge for a title at the end. Okay, so sometimes should read never and mostly should read always. Except for that one time where I wrote a book called The Whine of Tiny Violins Dogs Me Through My Morose Existence of Moroseness. That was pretty epic.

Where did the idea come from for the book?

From other things? I dunno. I never have one single idea that feeds into a story. I collect and filter data obsessively, instinctively. I am the sea cucumber of writers.

Wait, this possibly makes my books the equivalent of sea cucumber shit. Do sea cucumbers shit? I must know.

Okay, back from my friend google. Not only do sea cucumbers make number twos, but their poo helps save the world. You heard it here first.

What genre does your book fall under?

Secondary world fantasy. Basically, stuff that happens in an imaginary world that is not this one. People who have read my work probably spot bits and pieces of Cape Town and Joburg and Knysna and Kleinmond woven in to the scenery.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?


Um…ones that look like people would be nice. Acting skills would also be good. I dunno. I can’t even remember the last movie I watched. Oh wait, yes I can, or at least, my partner can. I asked him. He said Emmanuelle. God that was dreadful. I swear he only made me watch it in revenge for forcing him to watch Withnail and I with me. (In case there is any misunderstanding, Withnail is genius. Some people can’t see the genius but psshh whatever.)


What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?

I haven’t thought of one yet. It’s about a midwife who takes the magic out of babies’ heads. Then he* agrees to FORM A MAGICAL BABBY with someone in exchange for busting his sister out of prison. And some stuff happens. Shhhhh. I don’t know, I’m not done yet.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?

Who knows? The book is set in the same universe as When the Sea is Rising Red and there are things that happen in the story that feed into the later events of Felicita’s time with the Whelk Streeters. The industry is a fickle beast so I’m not running predictions on anything.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?

Ha! You’re so cute. I’m like . . . not even half way through the first draft.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?


Um? I mean, I know who I’d like to be compared to, but let us not get ahead of ourselves. People who like fantasy books that are more about people than magic, internal struggles over external, character-driven over plot-driven – those readers might like my work.

Who or what inspired you to write this book?

My Muses and Me. See them skip about. See me cry and gnash my teeth. See my coffee taste like salty pain.


What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?

I have no idea. See. I’m great at this. Oh okay, if you liked Lilya and her wild magic from When the Sea is Rising Red, then this story will probably be for you. Also if you like people struggling to fit into the roles their family history has decided for them, sexual identity/attraction confusion, sister love-hate, red-headed boys, and awkward, desperate decisions that backfire horribly, then yeah I’d say you might go for this one. This time there are less tea shops and drugs, and more wetlands and card-sharps.

So If you’re interested in playing, I’ll tag five other writers. They’re cool people, so whether or not they do this, you should go read their stuff because basically. Yes.


Ryan Gebhart likes bears. I mean, really likes bears. He’s like John Irving for kids. With less rape and incest. Okay, not like John Irving at all. It’s not Paddington, is what I’m saying.

Catherine Knutsson wrote an amazing, beautiful book about shamanism and a new world – Shadows Cast By Stars. One of my favourite reads of this year.

Not the queen of Carthage, luckily for her, Elissa Janine Hoole writes some of the best contemporary YA I’ve read. She’s insightful and lyrical and honest in her writing. Go read Kiss the Morning Star for roadtrippin’ with bears and yes.

Love Sucks author Sage Collins is secretly a mad scientist who plans to take over the world, until then, she writes books about people who may or may not be superheroes.

And sticking with out superhero theme, Grace is possibly an actual superhero trying to save the world (from Sage? who knows?) She also has some of the coolest fan art I’ve ever seen and I’m not at all jealous, oh no.



Day 02 – A book that you’ve read more than 3 times

I have so many of these. Mainly because when I find something I like I tend to wear it out.

I’ll go with Tender is the Night – Fitzgerald.

I actually haven’t read it in quite a few years, so my memory of it may be slightly tainted. Also possibly because it just makes me too damned depressed with life and growing older. I’m vain, the varnish is coming off and this book reminds me of my own human expiry date.


The interplay of characters, how they use each other – when I first read this I loved how vicious it was about people. Now…it just makes me kinda down that the truth is such an ugly thing.


Day 01 – The best book you’ve read in the last year

Ouch this is hard. I haven’t read that many books so far. (I start so many, finish so few)

Possibly my favourite, in a very meta-fiction kinda way, was Black Boy by Richard Wright.

Firstly because I love what it said about reading, and secondly because Jim Crow and Apartheid are kissing cousins, and it’s fascinating to see my country’s worst parts reflected in the gleam of another. It also helps that it’s beautifully and economically written.

A long list of stuff about books.

I am stealing this book meme from Tillane because he can’t stop me and it looks like fun.

This post is just the masterlist. EXCITING.

Day 01 – The best book you’ve read in the last year

Day 02 – A book that you’ve read more than 3 times

Day 03 – Your favourite series

Day 04 – Your favourite book of your favourite series

Day 05 – A book that makes you happy

Day 06 – A book that makes you sad

Day 07 – Most underrated book

Day 08 – Most overrated book

Day 09 – A book you thought you wouldn’t like but ended up loving

Day 10 – Your favourite classic book

Day 11 – A book you hated

Day 12 – A book you used to love but don’t anymore

Day 13 – Your favourite writer

Day 14 – Your favourite book of your favourite writer

Day 15 – Favourite male character

Day 16 – Favourite female character

Day 17 – Favourite quote from your favourite book

Day 18 – A book that disappointed you

Day 19 – Favourite book turned into a movie

Day 20 – Favourite romance book

Day 21 – Favourite book from your childhood

Day 22 – Favourite book you own

Day 23 – A book you’ve wanted to read for a long time but still haven’t

Day 24 – A book that you wish more people would’ve read

Day 25 – A character who you can relate to the most

Day 26 – A book that changed your opinion about something

Day 27 – The most surprising plot twist or ending

Day 28 – Favourite title

Day 29 – A book everyone hated but you liked

Day 30 – Your favourite book of all time

Writing is…

Nerine Dorman has tagged me with a Writing is…? meme.

And my answer is going to be the most boring ever, so let’s keep it shortish, yeah?

Writing is…

a job.

It’s one I’m kinda okay at, and it’s certainly more fun than working in an office.

Like all jobs it has ups (moments of flow, reading is ‘work’) and downs (subbing, subbing, subbing). The highs are fucking fantastic – that moment when you just hit a sweet spot in a story and everything is shooting out like literary jism (that metaphor, it is bad. It is SO BAD, that I have to leave it there, because omg yeah. Wow. Bad.)

And the lows are pretty sucktastic. No-one likes being told their work is crap. So yeah, that blows. And rewrites can be a bitch. But they can also be more fun than actually getting the first draft down.

But despite the lows, it’s not a job I’m giving up any time soon, because hey, I can play my music as loud as I want and no one can complain (dude, I have Patrick Wolf on repeat, someone would have killed me in an office by now), I can work in my pyjamas, I can spend a whole day reading and not feel guilty, I get to call my holidays and excursions “research” and yeah, I make shit up and get to play a glorified kind of Barbie and Ken with the imaginary people on my computer (oh wait, no, that’s Sims, carry on.)

Basically, writing is my job, and my job rocks.

So if you want to do a “Writing is…?” post, link me to it in the comments so I can see what writing means to you.