C.C. Hogan - Author
Series 2 - Girls of Dirt
Set 500 years after the first series, with brand new characters and some well-loved names from the first books, this is a story about the women of Dirt and the dragons that become their friends. Strong female leads, a wonderful tale. Coming soon: Dragons of Dirt and the dramatic People of Dirt.
Includes a recap of series one.
Just One Memory - A short story
Sometimes we think we know people, especially old relatives. We think we know their lives, their memories, what is important to them.
But we don't
This is a story about an old man and a very important memory.
She says, he says
Trying to get dialogue perfect in any kind of writing can be hard work and is something I often fight with, even though I love doing it.
In my mind, dialogue should be natural and flow, which probably means it is not natural at all. What a conundrum!
Can a man write convincing female characters?
As a bloke, unless I decide to write a book exclusively about men, I have to write female characters. But sometimes men are criticized for not really understanding what a woman is, let alone being able to get to the depths of the character.
Is this fair? Can a man write a convincing female lead?
I think the term tomboy does little to explain the joy of the girl who just likes to "go for it!"
I remember a friend when I was in my late teens who was regarded as a bit of a tomboy. She was so little understood by both girls and boys of our age group, and yet she was far more "female" if you like than anyone else I knew. She just liked climbing trees. So, here is a poem.
A World Called Dirt
Johnson Farthing shifts Dirt for a living. That is his lot. The bottom of the pile with no future, no expectations and no reason to think anything is going to change.
And then, his sister is kidnapped and his world is turned on it's head.
A poem about strangers who meet and talk, drink some wine, share ancient memories and regrets, talk about the loves they have had and where they went wrong. And slowly they realise how similar they are.
The Joy of losing the plot
Whatever the publicists tell you, writing should always be primarily selfish - if you are not writing for yourself, then what is the point?
Part of my fun is letting myself fall into the trap of a sub-plot or an aside; a little journey away from the main thrust.
Turn Out the Light
I am working on a song at the moment, rearranging the music to some of my words.
Here are the lyrics and when I have finished the arrangement, I will post it on youtube.
A collection of short poems that try to define single aspects of love. After all, if love were just one thing, what an inadequate emotion it would be.
This will grow as time goes on, so come back soon!
What's in a Name?
One drawback of working on a series of books in a make believe world is that I find myself constantly trying to think up names for places and characters.
Really, I could use anything, but something inside tells me that I need to think it through a little more than that.
More little verses
A small selection of short verses and poems, some of them posted on Twitter at some point.
I quite enjoy writing odd thoughts like these; it gets my brain going, makes me stop and think and generally is rather fun.
Poem - Sex-Free Wednesdays
It is in the middle, A space in between the moments experienced, And never obscene....
What does Wednesday mean to you? Just another day, or do you take a breath?
I Slept On The Floor - A Poem
There are a few times in my life when I have felt so close to someone that if the situation had been different, something more would have happened. But it was the wrong moment, or the wrong setting or just seemed the wrong thing to do. Even if it was the right person.
A smile that waited, With soft breath held so...
Series One & Two are out now!
Start series one with Dirt for Free, and start reading the brand new series two with Girls of Dirt for only 99p!
Girls of Dirt includes a recap of series one.
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The Stink Is Here
North London, 1976. The longest, hottest summer on record. The water is running out and the kids hate their parents. Which bunch of idiots would think it is a good idea to start a band?