On Writing

Writers, editors, agents, publishers and more share their thoughts, experiences and stories.

I view social media in the same way I view flossing my teeth; I understand the benefits but most of the time I can’t be stuffed. I regard online crowdfunding with even less reverence. In fact, I can often be found screaming at my computer screen, “I just don’t think a Veronica Mars movie needs to be made!” or “I’m not interested in funding your online homeopathic/dog hair reading business! You still owe me money from Christmas!” But last year one of my internet-based dreams came true.

I’ve been wearing my actor hat of late, having spent the past few weeks rehearsing a play. In keeping with an almost accidental trend in my career, it’s a comedy. And it’s my favourite kind: lots of laughs served with a generous dollop of heart.

When I released my first book, ‘The Floatation Tank’ in 2007, I thought I’d send it to some of my favourite writers. I can’t say that first effort was art; it meandered for half a book before it hit its straps and is – if anything – a bit of fun involving cults, nympho­maniacs, the media and (of course) the Collingwood Football Club.

Of the writers I know, few make a living from their work – or not much of one. No holiday pay. No super. Precious little savings. No shouting the bar at Christmas. They write to be published, but it rarely happens. They write to assume their modest place in the palace of arts and letters, but the doors are often closed or no one answers when they knock.

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Even a writer is not an island. Most of us mix with other writers, either out of want or necessity. However, unsupervised encounters between writers may result in unintended injuries – external and internal. So here are some suggested rules for harm minimisation when associating with fellow scribes.

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Our interview with WV tutor and mentor Bethanie Blanchard, a freelance writer and critic based in Melbourne.

The jester has been around since ancient times. In the Middle Ages jesters used to amuse the aristocracy with their quick-witted, cutting humour. They had a privileged position that allowed them to insult and openly criticise the elite and their extravagant lifestyle (something that would surely have landed any other social commentator in a dungeon). Not only was this behaviour accepted; it was expected as part of their role, and it was respected, too. 

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Alison Croggon is one of Australia’s best-known theatre critics, as well as a poet, playwright, fantasy novelist and librettist. She spoke with us about where she writes and what the life of a theatre reviewer is really like.

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In some writers’ residencies, the duties of the resident writer may include appearing at local writers’ groups. In one such a group I attended, a writer read weekly from her novel-in-progress. On my first visit, she explained that the chapter she was reading introduces a pivotal plot twist where a protagonist reveals a shameful secret during a family dinner. However, it took two more weeks of reading instalments until we were finally let into the secret. Meantime, the dinner went on and on. For three weeks we listened to conversations about football and weather, and numerous requests to...

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“Why do I write?” is a question I have asked myself more than once, particularly when I receive publishers’ rejections, or hear about some friend’s obscene corporate salary, or when I am paralyzed by fear before starting a new project, or lose faith in the work-in-progress I’ve been slaving over for some years, or when my pile of research notes reaches the height of Mount Everest – in absolute disproportion to the manuscript’s word count. In short, I often question my choice of dedicating my life to writing.