My Writing Space

I am fascinated by other people’s work spaces, maybe even a bit obsessed, especially if those people are writers. (It’s second only to my addiction to examining the bookshelves in every house I visit).

I love taking a peek and seeing whether the setup reflects my view of them or their writing. Like the romance author whose clean-lined minimalist home office, all spotless metal and white surfaces, surprised me by being pretty much the opposite of Barbara Cartland pink fluff. Or the environmental /earth-mother writer whose cluttered but completely charming corner is crammed with natural objects, family treasures and pieces of quirky art in just the way I would have pictured it.

Maybe you share my obsession? If not, you might want to skip this post. Because it’s all about my current writing space: what’s there, what’s missing, and how it all works together. I’ve done my best and most productive writing here, and I’ve spent the past year or so refining just what gets to stay and exactly where it lives. I absolutely love it. So, if you’re still with me, welcome to my little writing corner.

The location is our spare room. My husband has a desk in here too, and there’s a wardrobe and a sofa bed for guests. But this is the important bit! My very own creative space that no one touches but me.

Please ignore the walls – when they finally get finished is out of my control. Everything else, however, is just the way I like it, including the big window just out of shot to the right. When I’m sitting in my chair, I can see a section of my garden, and I feel this is essential. I plunk myself down each morning while it’s still dark out there (shout out to @6amAusWriters on Twitter!) and as I write I listen to the birds and enjoy the first light of dawn along with them.

Let’s take a closer look at the other components. Warning: I am going into the level of detail I’d love to see from other writers (obsessed, remember?) Feel free to skim if you’re more normal.


Well, it’s huge – 120cm wide and 80cm deep. We bought it second-hand for my son when he was in high school and this was his bedroom, but he left it behind and now it’s mine, baby, all mine! It’s old and shabby rather than antique, but it fits all my stuff on top and has 4 drawers that go all the way back.


My HP Pavilion laptop running Windows 10, and a second screen – an old AOC monitor we had lying around. I love having dual screens. I set up my Scrivener file on one and any relevant notes, webpages, spreadsheets etc on the other, and away I go. I also have a wireless keyboard and mouse as a result of The Great Coffee Spill of 2020 that wiped out my laptop’s built in ones. Still looking for a replacement.


So, so many books! Here’s a breakdown:

This is my Leuchtturm 1917 dotted Bullet Journal, without which I would be totally lost. It has all the non-writing things I need to remember, plus multiple lists, habit trackers and a daily log of appointments and jobs that I get to tick off once they’re done.

Here are the spiral notebooks I use in my morning routine every day: Morning Pages, Prayer and Bible Journal, and Writing ‘Treadmill’ (where I log hours, number of words, scenes and chapters completed, etc.). I used a spreadsheet for the last one for a while, but right now I’m enjoying the physical version. The other piece of paper is a list of what I want to analyse as I go through each scene of this revision.

The smaller notebooks here are ones I use for making notes for short stories, blog posts, courses I’m working through or books I’ve read, ideas for current and future novels, and so on. Yes, I am addicted to notebooks. The three tall binders contain “story bibles” for my novels – the green one for Greenhaelan, the Blue one for Skalsinger and the copper one for Charm Shaper. Inside are printouts of my character profiles, maps, timelines, information about the world and the magic system, and so on. Again, I have these things as computer files, but sometimes I prefer flipping through a binder.


Hidden away at the back and not pictured separately because they’re boring. These are not writing related but are just for general household organisation – bills and other paperwork I need to process. I use the desk for that too.


Let’s be honest, this is just a small portion of my stationery stash – there’s’ a lot more in the drawers. But I use these in my journals and I just love seeing them every day. On top are pens, pencils and felt tip markers. Washi tape, scissors, glue, erasers and sharpeners live it the clear drawers underneath.


None. Honestly, I tried, but they get in the way, both on the desk and in my head, and I don’t need them, not here. Everything in this space is about reading and writing and that’s the way I like it.


Again, doesn’t work for me. I have nothing against writers or artists who need messy desks to feel creative and productive and comfortable, I’m just not one of them. I’d never want to work on an empty, sterile surface, mine is pretty full as you can see, but everything has a place and goes back there when I’ve finished using it. My husband’s desk is just the opposite, covered with unstable piles of papers, books, cables, gadgets, CDs, coffee cups, and the odd piece of headwear. We share most things, and I’d give him a kidney if he needed it, but I’ll never willingly share a desk with him.


I left the best for last. Every time I gaze at this it puts a smile on my face. And it makes me feel like a real writer, even a creative artist. It’s half corkboard and half magnetic whiteboard and I rearrange and change it at times, but at the moment it contains character pictures for Skalsinger (the novel I’m working on now) on the left, and images on the right that relate directly to the story (eg the painted caravan and the soaring albatross) or just give me the right feels (the pastel chalk drawing of magpies by Shaun Tan and the beach photograph I took when we were camping). I used to use the whiteboard part for To Do lists and word counts, but this is much better. I spend a few moments with it before I settle down to write and I’m immediately in the world of my story, and happy to be there.

So that’s it, more than you ever wanted to know about my writing space. I’d love to see other bloggers do a post like this. Or just tell me in the comments: what do you love about your workspace?

Mini Experiment: Fast Drafting

Today I intend to bite the bullet, take the bull by the horns, grasp the nettle, swallow the pill, and all the other other cliches that mean I ‘m going to stop moaning and making excuses and just do this. And by this, I mean (cue ominous music and peals of thunder) Fast-drafting.

What is fast-drafting?

“Fast-drafting is quite literally the process of writing the first draft of your novel (or short story, novella, etc.) as quickly as possible. No hesitation, no excuses, no editing-as-you-go.”

Image by meminsito from Pixabay

No editing as you go? Is such a thing even possible? Well, gentle readers, I am about to find out. I have come to this sorry state because progress on my current manuscript has slowed to a miserly trickle instead of the gushing torrent I’d expected as I neared the end.

Seriously, after more than 100,00 words of my first draft of Skalsinger, I was hoping for a quick dash to the finish, something like this:

Image by Simon Steinberger from Pixabay

And instead, for two weeks, I’ve been getting this:

Image by Marlon Ferrer from Pixabay

And I’m tired of it. It’s time for some drastic action. So, as much as the whole idea of fast-drafting makes my cramped, nitpicking, perfectionist soul cringe and flinch back with a gasp of horror, I am feeling the fear and doing it anyway. Enough cliches? Fair enough. On with the experiment.

The task:

Begin a fresh scene. Write using Scrivener for 30 minutes, then immediately switch to a pen and notebook for the remaining 30 minutes, so I can compare results between the two drafting methods.

The Rules:

  • Write as fast as possible, with no breaks
  • Ignore the voice that says it’s all rubbish and just carry on
  • Do not use the BACKSPACE or DELETE keys (ouch!)
  • Do not change anything once it’s on the page (double ouch!)
  • Do not use references to check for consistency with the rest of the manuscript
  • Do not make notes as I go about how to improve it later (yes, I do this)
  • Do not stop until the hour is up, no matter what

The Experiment Begins:

So, this is it. I am about to start fast drafting.

For one hour.

Using Forest App, which I’ve just downloaded to my phone.

Here I go. Wish me luck, and I’ll see you on the other side.

The results:

First 30 minutes (using Scrivener on my laptop):

I waited until I had the first sentence in my head, then started the timer. The first time I produced a typo, I went to use the backspace key, but just stopped myself in time. This kept happening for a while, but then the impulse faded as I got into the scene. And I really got into it: 759 words in 30 minutes, and I was till typing when the timer went off to switch to the notebook. The last time I churned out 700 words in a single session was three weeks ago, and that took two hours. As for the quality of the words, they are better than I expected. There’s some waffling and repetition, but that’s easy to tidy up later, and there’s some good stuff there, too. I’m more than happy with my progress in the first part of the experiment.

Second thirty minutes (using a notebook and pen):

There was a slight delay when I realised my fountain pen had run out of ink and I couldn’t find a new cartridge, but I grabbed a ballpoint and started in. Immediately, I noticed that my writing was much slower than my typing. I couldn’t get the words onto the paper quickly enough. No typos, though, and only one word scribbled out before I remembered I couldn’t do that. And the words kept flowing. Not only that, but the scene took a sudden new direction that I hadn’t foreseen and am quite excited about. More excited than I’ve been about this draft for quite a while, to be honest. I stopped writing about thirty seconds before the timer went off and left it at that. As I’d already known, I got far fewer words in this session: only 340. But I was writing the whole time, so I know it’s only because typing is faster, and not lack of inspiration.

Oh, and I planted two virtual trees in my forest. Strangely satisfying.


I know this is only a first attempt, but I have to call it a resounding success. All my fears of fast drafting have disappeared. I wrote 1099 words in 60 minutes, and I’m excited to get back to this scene tomorrow. I call that a win.

I thought my usual editing-as-I-go method was giving me time to think, time I needed, but it wasn’t true. Reading back what I’ve written today, it’s just as good as anything I’ve produced this month (barring quite a few typos, but they’re easily corrected).

I will definitely continue with fast-drafting, but from now on I’ll be sticking with Scrivener and the laptop. Handwriting is just too slow, and now that I see a way to increase my productivity, I don’t want to handicap myself like that.

Fast-drafting rocks, and I like the app, too. Double win.

Image by StartupStockPhotos from Pixabay

Have you tried fast-drafting? What methods do you use to write?

Mini Experiment: Two Golden Hours


I don’t know where the original “two golden hours” concept came from, but I first came across it in regard to writing here.
Dr Jane Genovese had been impressed by a seminar called “Turbocharging your writing” run by Hugh Kearns from

Hugh then talked about the idea of nailing your feet to the floor to force yourself to write for “Two Golden hours”. He then warned us that during the first 45 minutes of this process, most people experience some level of anxiety and discomfort. It’s common to have thoughts such as “I can’t write this”, “I rather be doing something else” or “This is really hard…”. This is completely normal but often what happens is people think that something is wrong when they experience this anxiety. They think that because they’re finding it hard to write, perhaps they should stop and often that’s exactly what they do. Big mistake. “If you just hang in there, the anxiety will eventually disappear” said Hugh Kearns.


At the time I read this, I was faithfully showing up at my desk at 6am each morning, with two hours at my disposal and the manuscript of Skalsinger open on my laptop, but it was like slogging through mud. My word count for the past week had averaged out at:

155 words per hour! 😧

Something needed to change, and drastically, or the final 10% of this first draft would take months to finish.

Enter Two Golden Hours and another writing Mini Experiment.

Hugh Kearn’s rules were simple:

  1. Write early in the day
  2. Use a dedicated place
  3. Close the door
  4. NO internet at all! Pull out the cable if you have to.
  5. Nail your feet to the floor and stay there, no matter how mentally uncomfortable you get
  6. Ignore your inner critic and just get the words down

Simple, but not necessarily easy.


I did modify this experiment by including short breaks. I saw a Twitter post to this effect by Kelly Gardiner and asked her how she broke the time up. She does 25-minute writing sprints followed by 5-minute breaks to stretch, go to the bathroom, walk around, etc. But no internet! This made sense to me. So I had my plan. How did it go?

Minutes 0-25
Task: plotting/planning/making notes/ brainstorming
Notes: I found a plot hole and worked out what needs to happen next
Words added to manuscript: 0

1st break: drank water, stretched

Minutes 30-55
Task: Begin the new scene, which will be mostly dialogue
Notes: after a slow start, the words began flowing quite well, and I was surprised when the timer went off.
Words added to manuscript: 314

2nd break: bathroom break, then sat quietly. Realisation surfaced that the scene needs more conflict; I need to add a third character.

Minutes 60-85
Task: rewrite the scene, adding the third character
Notes: I felt it was working well.
Words added to manuscript: 212

3rd break: walked around the garden. Lots of ideas buzzing around my head, including how to end the scene.

Minutes 90-115
Task: complete the scene
Notes: the words felt like they were coming more slowly, but I pushed and completed the scene almost right on the timer.
Words added to manuscript: 289


As I spent the first 25 minutes just planning, I added 815 words to my draft in 75 minutes, equivalent to

652 words per hour!😊

This is a massive improvement on the past week, and suggests this method really works for me.


  • I’d like to plan ahead next time so I can try actually writing for the whole four sessions and see what that does to my word count.
  • I also think it could be valuable to do some single Golden Hours, just two 25-minute sessions with a break in the middle.
  • The breaks were useful and I would definitely keep them in. They were short enough that I stayed in writing mode, but they gave me enough distance from the task for new ideas to arise.
  • I’m sure that what made the biggest difference was excluding all activity on the internet during this time. Not exactly a surprise, but now I’ve proved what an effect it has on me personally, I know what to do. Can I do it, though? We’ll see…

Have you tried this or any other methods to maximise the productivity of your writing time? I’d love to hear about your experiences.


My debut fantasy novel, Greenhaelan, is now officially published!

I first began writing this story in 2014, with nothing but a title, a character – an Australian gardener named Sara – and a vague idea of transporting her to a place where magic was real. Ever since I was a child, I’ve loved the idea of travelling through a wardrobe, a hidden gate, or a swirling vortex, to a completely different world. So I sent Sara on that journey and followed her to see what happened. Back then, I could never have envisioned what this small germ of an idea would become. It’s been a magical and wondrous journey for me too, sometimes tough, often joyful, but always absorbing. I hope readers will feel the same.

Greenhaelan is available in Kindle Ebook and Paperback from Amazon worldwide. Just click on the link below:

Greenhaelan (Chronicles of Algarth #1)

The story:

Self-employed gardener Sara Martin has known from childhood that gardens are enchanted places. But she never expected the magic to be literal.

Miraculously swept away to a landscape dying in the grip of an ecological disaster, Sara discovers that the enchantment is as real as the danger. And when a forbidden healing power manifests in her, she is forced to question everything she has built her life on.

Uncertain how far she can trust her outlaw companions, pursued by an enemy intent on her destruction, Sara must decide how much she is willing to risk for a place and a people that are not her own.

And she will be forced to face the question: what is the price for choosing a safe, little life?

Some responses from early reviewers on Goodreads:

Greenhaelan is an adventurous debut with a unique world and magic system that is sure to be a hit with Fantasy readers.

L.A. Webster has done a great job in weaving a compelling world, interesting characters and an ecological mystery that draws the reader in.

There’s magic and adventure and politics and intrigue, and I love how it all culminated at the end.

With incisive comparisons to the modern world, Greenhaelan is a cautionary tale about what could happen to our planet if we don’t take care of it. An engrossing read that seamlessly mixes reality and fantasy.

If you’d like to secure a copy for yourself or someone you know who loves fantasy, mystery and wonder, here’s the Amazon link again:

Greenhaelan (Chronicles of Algarth #1)

Publishing News and ARC offer

I am unbelievably excited to officially announce that I am publishing my debut novel in February!

It’s been a six-year journey to get to this point, with lots of ups and downs, thousands of hours of work, a ton of new learning, and yes, more than a few tears.

Greenhaelan (Chronicles of Algarth #1) is an adult fantasy novel that opens in a small town in Australia and then travels to the island of Algarth, where the people have never heard of cars, social media or microwaves. On the other hand, some of them can shape metal with their minds, heal with a touch and a thought, or communicate with animals.

In spite of these amazing abilities, things aren’t perfect in Algarth, and that’s where Australian gardener Sara Martin comes into the story.


Writing Goals 2020

I’ve made a decision: this year, I’m going to start treating my writing as a full time career. Meaning, I’m going to start taking it seriously, spend the time and work towards some goals. Disclaimer: this is not financially courageous on my part – I’m not leaving a paid job. I am fortunate enough to be retired and supported by superannuation. But it does feel exciting nevertheless.

So 2020 will be a Year of Words. I’ve done the title page in my journal, so now I have to follow through, or it will mock me for next 11 months.

I was partially inspired to take this decision by the Writing Goals section of Jeff VanderMeer’s Booklife, which I’m currently reading.

If you have goals, you immediately know if you should take advantage of an opportunity. You can easily recognise when an opportunity is not for you.

This resonated with me. There are so many things I could do as a writer, but it feels like it’s time to focus on what’s important to me, and goals are a way of defining that.

So, I have made a 5-year plan and a 1-year plan. Here is the plan for 2020, broken into 3 sections: Writing and Publishing Goals, Engaging with other Writers, and Engaging with Readers.


Slumping and Pleaping

What’s the opposite of a slump? This blogger needs to know. Because for the past month, I’ve been in a Reading Slump, but a Writing – something else. The opposite. I looked up antonyms for “slump” but it wasn’t helpful: ascent, increase, rise, success, blessing… none of them work.

So, in order to say what I want to say, I’m hereby inventing a new word. If it’s good enough for Shakespeare, it’s good enough for me. From this moment onwards, the opposite of “slump” shall be “pleap” (peak level of enthusiasm and productivity). There. Problem solved.

Now, on with this post. Friends, I have been in a reading slump. In the entire month of September, I read two and a half books. TWO. AND A HALF. If you’re interested, here they are, with my ratings.


#WIPpet Wednesday – September 18, 2019

This week I’m joining WIPpet Wednesday again. WIPpet Wednesday is a blog hop wherein writers share an excerpt from their current WIP (Work in Progress) that somehow relates to the date.

What I’m sharing today

I have two WIPs going right now. I’m making final revisions to the first one, a medieval portal fantasy called Greenhaelan. That’s where my excerpt is coming from today.

As it’s the 18th day of the 9th month, I’ll be sharing 18 sentences from Chapter 9.

The final man was slim and dressed in black. His hand rested lightly on the hilt of a half-drawn sword. He looked Kelan over and grinned, sliding the sword back into its sheath.
“Put up your arms, friends. It’s only a little mouse hiding in the hay.” His voice was an amused drawl.
The other three obeyed him, but their expressions were still wary. They obviously didn’t share their companion’s sense of humour. The older man in particular was scowling like a bulldog.
The one in black stepped closer. “What’s your name, little mouse?”
After everything Kelan had gone through this morning, this was too much. It was one thing to be attacked or even killed; it was quite another to be laughed at and called a mouse. He knew he might be in danger, but he didn’t care. He lifted his chin and glared at the man.
“What’s yours?”
The stranger laughed. “So, the mouse has teeth.”

Kelan is only a secondary character in this novel, but he’ll be getting his own book later. From my point of view, he’s both the easiest character to write about and also the most fun. Seems like somewhere inside this middle-aged woman, a teenage boy is struggling to get out and be heard. Patience, Kelan. Your turn will come.

Mini Experiment: Eavesdropping in Cafes

I’ve been hearing quite a bit recently about a technique to help writers improve their ear for dialogue and gather a plethora of shiny new ideas for stories at the same time: eavesdrop on private conversations in public places.

Now, the first thing I want to make clear to you is that this whole idea goes against all my natural instincts. When I’m alone in a public place, I would prefer not to be able to hear other people at all. If there was such a thing as a portable cone of silence, it would be tucked away in my handbag right now. My usual first move when entering a cafe is to look for the table that is as far from the nearest actual human beings as possible. I don’t want my valuable coffee-drinking/reading/ writing/Twittering time interrupted by random bursts of conversation that have nothing to do with me.

However, never let it be said that I am not willing to suffer for my art. And therefore, I embarked upon another Writing Mini-Experiment this week, with the aim of visiting two cafes, listening to as many random conversations as possible and scribbling any interesting bits down. Here are my results.


Names and Labels

I’ve taken the title of this post from one of the chapters of Madeleine L’Engle’s book Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art.

L’Engle makes a distinction between naming something or someone, and labelling them. Naming, she says, gives us wholeness and freedom to be who we are; labelling reduces us, controls us, limits us. “If we are pigeonholed and labelled we are unnamed.”