Respect Your Elders

Needing a new hobby to make up for woeful lack of burleque dancing and modelling during this Covid-19 madness, I took up foraging. Cardiff is thankfully blessed with a large number of green spaces, and Bute Park - the closest to me - has a large and part-wild arboretum section, perfect for finding interesting and... Continue Reading →

Burlesque Showreel, Act 1

With nothing else to do burlesque-wise, I've decided to try putting together a showreel of my solo acts for hopefully freer times, and I'm starting with my debut act. This is the revamped version of "Phantom of the Opera / Born this Way" with new costume and revised choreography. Not exactly a live performance experience,... Continue Reading →

A Sombre Day in Blighty

I assume there are happy people somewhere regarding today's election result, as some presumably voted for this Tesco Value version of "MAGA", but I certainly have yet to meet any (though hardly surprising, as Cardiff remained a Labour stronghold). At any rate, for those of us who are trans, gay or bi, disabled and /... Continue Reading →

Week Party, in The Cove!

Cyranny's Cove

I know, it’s Monday, and most people work on Mondays!

But, as Lacey from Big and Pinky Toes pointed out after my first Meet & Greet party, some people stay out of the Bloggosphere during the weekend. Good point, Lacey!! So, I thought we could throw a week party, and just be very carefull with the booze, so no one has to call in sick just because of my silly idea!

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So here are the “rules”…

  1. Introduce yourself and your blog a little, for people who wouldn’t know you already.
  2. Share links to your blog, and/or to friends of yours’ in the comment box!
  3. Reblog this link in your blog, if you don’t mind of course! The more the merrier… And I’d love to see tons of new faces around!
  4. Stay around to chit chat a little… If you are a regular in The Cove, you know I love to…

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3 Reasons Why I’m Not Self Publishing

Been quiet of late, I know, preoccupied with the novel I have just finished and cannot decide what (if anything) to do with. This post, however, eloquently explains why I have ruled out one seemingly obvious option… Point three particularly chimes with my own thoughts:

“I want to be able to say that someone besides myself was willing to put their reputation on the line and say that I wrote a book that’s worth paying money for. That I was ready to be published, not an author with potential, putting their book out there too early because when I’m self publishing, no one can tell me it’s not ready.”

Lindsay Kitson - Author and Pilot

I had a family member ask me recently whether I had considered self publishing my novel, instead of going to all the trouble of finding a traditional publisher. I have thought a lot about this – and I have a number of reasons, even aside from the reasons I have never bought a self published book. This isn’t about which is better, it’s about what I want and what’s best for me.

I do better being managed.

I’m not a terribly self motivated person, but I work well under pressure. Give me a deadline, and I can make that deadline. Just tell me what you need me to do.

Self publishing, I’d have to manage myself, and I suck at that. As John Scalzi mentioned in his article on Amanda Palmer and her indie Kickstarter project, “This is particularly the case when it comes to writers, artists and…

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A Prayer for My Feast Day

I encountered this post in the aftermath of my first GIC assessment in London... on which a post is imminent, but suffice it for now to say that progress was made, and I am now most definitely on track for realisation of my dream. It is certainly no less than that: an impossible-seeming fantasy that... Continue Reading →

Masquerade

Curious how old obsessions can suddenly resurface... I was recently scouring my thoroughly disorganised CD collection to find something I had not listened to in a while to help me through my shift. Work, alas, continues to be demoralising, that warehouse environment being typically loud, laddish, sweary, and mansplainy, so I tend to rely on... Continue Reading →

Dear Lurkers…

To the people who have, one hears, been trailing my Twitter account in the hopes of finding something to accuse me of, and have in the service of this cause revived Natasha Hinde's Huffington Post article on Uterus Transplant surgery for trans women. Although my position is obvious enough from the section of my answer... Continue Reading →

End of Act I

I find myself lacking a proper theme or any real news, indeed, but lest this blog be facing its permanent wind-down at any time I would rather it did not vanish without explanation. Not that this is necessarily the case, but I think it may have a long hiatus, at least. Its purpose was always... Continue Reading →

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