Showing posts with label Sue Hines author. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sue Hines author. Show all posts

Wednesday, 4 February 2009

My Big Exciting Life as an Author

Hang on while I pull my tongue out of my cheek.

I guess you need to be a really famous author, like JK Rowling, to have a big exciting life. For the rest of us, there are some big exciting moments – like the one where you get a call or an email or a letter from your agent telling you that something you wrote has been accepted for publication – or your first glimpse of your book on a shelf in a shop (wow!) - sprinkled very unliberally amongst the hours and weeks and months of writing in the wee hours, in between going to your day job, cooking the dinner, running a household and all those other things.

And then there's writers' block. Aaaargh!

When those ideas start to flow though..... mmmmmm, it's sweet!

Some little-known authory facts about Sue Hines, totally unfamous author:

I've had a go at writing a couple of Mills & Boon romances, tee hee. Both were rejected, but by crikey I had fun writing them!

I have a pair of flannel PJs that I call my “author pyjamas”. I wrote my third novel, The Water Boy's Story, from my bed, wearing those pyjamas. I also wrote several short stories while wearing them. They are enormous, and the elastic in the pants has seen better days – but they are truly inspirational and I will not not NOT chuck them out! So there.

My first novel, Out of the Shadows, was not allowed in the library at the school where I taught, because it was about teen sexuality – it had (gasp) lesbians in it! When it won The Family Award for Children's Literature (older readers), though, it was deemed acceptable – and a copy duly appeared in the school library.

I do my best writing at about 4.30am.

I'm horribly undisciplined. I don't like to plan a novel. I like writing to be an adventure. If I know where a novel is going to end up I can't see the point of making the journey. It's a bit like riding a motorcycle, where the journey is the thing, rather than the destination.

I've been stuck in the middle of a particular project for over 5 years. Now that's what I call writer's block! Thing is, I'm too stubborn to abandon it. One day I'll finish it!

As well as the teen novels I've written, I've also written short stories for women's magazines and some short stories for primary school readers. They were great fun, and I'd like to do more writing for younger readers.


I prefer to work on one project at a time. I'm a bit linear.

I wrote a picture book about motorbikes. Difficulty finding an illustrator means the project had to be shelved – temporarily. Again, I'm stubborn. One day it will see the light of day.

I get heaps of ideas, and write catchy sentences and phrases in my head when I'm riding my bike. Sometimes I pack the laptop and take off for a writer's weekend somewhere coastal. My idea of heaven.

I'm really cross that The Water Boy's Story, WHICH IS A REALLY FANTASTIC READ BY THE WAY, has been so hard to find in bookshops. Seems like the only way people can get it is to order it in at the shop, or get it online. Grrrr.

Being totally unfamous means I get to play around with different forms of writing – different genres and different audiences – I bet poor JK Rowling was Harry Pottered half to death! I think I would've got awfully bored if I were her. Oh dear, I suppose I'd better put another bloody Quidditch tournament in... sigh... Still, all those zeroes on the end of her royalty cheques probably made things a little more bearable!

I share my name with Sue Hines, who is a well-known Melbourne publisher. It makes me laugh when people think I am her. I wonder whether anybody has ever thought she was me?

Friday, 30 January 2009

Looking for Answers

So – assuming everything happens for a reason, I'm thinking that my current pathetic and crutchified state is supposed to teach me something (see, that might make it bearable instead of just being bloody annoying.)

Think think think...lightbulb!

Aha - maybe it's giving me a reason to develop the following virtues (ones that are sadly lacking in Miz Betty):

Patience. It's impossible to take short cuts with broken bones. They heal in their own sweet (swear swear) time.
Acceptance. Anything else just leads to mega-frustration and rage.
Ability to ask for/accept help. This is one I have trouble with, but I will try!

And maybe it's time to stop putting all my sanity eggs in one basket! Motorcycling is my main source of sanity. Whenever I can't ride, I get twitchy, niggly, down, depressed, bloody miserable, homicidal (you get the idea.)

Over the last 3 years and 4 months – i.e., since I got my bike L's - there have been approximately 50 days when I did not ride. That's right, I have ridden almost every single day. I have about another 35 bikeless days ahead of me till my ankle is better. That's going to bite. I'm twitching already, and it's not a good look.

My other sanity saver has been trying to bring a little bit of order to my overgrown, weed-infested, drought-ridden “garden” - and I was doing so well! Until this little incident, that is.




So what else am I going to do? Knit? No thanks – tried that when I was nesting. I was hopeless, and hated it. Cook? In this heat, are you kidding? (Plus it would entail too much washing of dishes and eating of delicious, calorie-laden things). No thanks.

Looks like I'll just have to embrace insanity and learn to love my twitches.

But wait! What about blogging? I could blog to my little heart's content while I'm boring myself to death and going nowhere...but this is about my Occasional Adventures, and I'm not having too many of those at the moment.

Oh, here's an idea – how about “writing”??? Real, honest-to-God, make-up-a-story-and-write-it type writing. I'm an author, for goodness' sake – I should be authoring!


You know, the reason I started this blog in the first place was so I could spread the word about my books. Somehow I got all caught up talking about all the outdoor adventures that I have, and forgot all about the Other big adventure – my life as an author!


Hmmm. Maybe that's it. Maybe my current incapacitation is supposed to be a bit of a kick up the bum, to remind me that I'm a writer and that I need to be sitting down to write. Sheesh! A tap on the shoulder would've been enough!