Five Ways Writers Can Use Instagram

how I gained 10,000 instagram followers

Instagram is a wonderful place for creatives. Knitters, weavers, illustrators, photographers. So many people showing their work, talking about it, showing their process, their inspirations. But I never see many writers there. Perhaps because it's a photo-sharing app so writers aren't immediately drawn to it. But I think it's a fabulous place for writers; a great place to grow your audience and to be inspired and connect with other creatives.

Want some ideas? Here are five ways you could make Instagram work for you.

1. Show us where you work. Your desk, the table at the coffee shop, a crumpled duvet cover with notebooks scattered around. Cups of coffee, pots of tea and cake, stacks of books and notebooks are adored on Instagram. People love to see where writers are writing. I know I do. Don't you?

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2. Show us your work. Your notepads, notes, ideas and rough drafts. This is one of my favourite things to share on Instagram and it has inspired my creativity as well as given me ideas for blog posts and non-fiction. Again it's that need to see how an author works and how they create.

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3. What inspires you? Nature, buildings, front doors, cities, roads, chickens (the last one might be just me). Take a photograph and show us. Then tell us about it, why does it inspire you?

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4. Use your captions creatively. Create some flash fiction or flash non-fiction to go with the photograph. Or use it as a prompt for others thereby creating a community. Really think about your caption - use it as a place to practice your descriptive writing. As you took the photograph what could you smell, hear, taste?

The day breaks. A muted crow from the cockerel. Breath chuffing like a steam train. Frost so heavy the ice is over an inch thick. A solitary leaf on a silver birch smothered in miniature icicles. Crunchy water in the stream. The willow weeps tiny fl…

The day breaks. A muted crow from the cockerel. Breath chuffing like a steam train. Frost so heavy the ice is over an inch thick. A solitary leaf on a silver birch smothered in miniature icicles. Crunchy water in the stream. The willow weeps tiny flakes of ice onto my shoulders. Hands, stuffed into pockets, feeling like they're burning. A heron rises in front of me and soars over the field. The sun appears, liquified orange merging with the landscape. The orb's glow spreads around my heart.

5. Show us what you're reading. Have you heard of the bookstagram community? It's huge. Readers photograph their current read and chat about it in the description.

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I'm using Instagram more and more like a micro-blog. I use it to share my notebooks, my desk, my writing process, books I'm reading but also to share what I'm seeing and feeling outside. 

Tips

  • Always use (your own) good quality, non-blurry photographs taken in natural light.

  • Think about using a filter so when you look at the grid as a whole (the top three or four lines) there is a cohesiveness and attractiveness to it. I use VSCO.

  • Use hashtags to increase your reach. Don't use #writing #desk #coffee - these are far too generic. Hashtags are used to evoke a mood or an action. #createmakeshare #makersandthinkers and #momentsofmine are just three of the hashtags I used in one of my notebook shots.

  • Think about your profile page. Tell us you're a writer. Link to your blog, website or twitter.

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A healthy goal for 2017

A healthy goal for 2017

So that's it. As I write this there are only a few hours left of 2016. Already writing the date, 2016, feels dated, old, so last year. I'm not in a rush to start 2017. I rather enjoy these days between Christmas and new year when I can relax, lie on the carpet with the fire warming my face, the dog next to me, notebook and pen in hand. But I do like the feeling of starting afresh. Making goals, do-able goals, for my writing and career, working out what I actually want to achieve over the next few months.

An honest review of my year

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On Monday 28th November I woke up feeling anxious. Unsettled, overwhelmed, worried. And low. At first I thought it was because December and Christmas were racing towards me like a freight train. My immediate thought was to step back from social media. From twitter, from facebook and from writing in general. This wasn't hard as I'd run out of things to say. My mind was empty, my brain was slow.

But it gave me the mental space to collect my thoughts, to work out what was bothering me.

So, with a deep breath I went through the projects I'd been working on. Then I thought about what I'd achieved this year:

  • At the beginning of this year I hired a mentor to help me with my instagram and photography. I also hired a coach to help me with focus and direction.
  • I rebranded and called my blog A Bookish Baker. I pushed the fear away and became more honest about my writing and even wrote some of my non-fiction chicken stories on my blog.
  • I learned new skills: how to make videos and also, more recently, I've been drawing and painting.
  • I went to Blogtacular and had a lightbulb moment after hearing from one of the speakers.
  • My instagram has grown and my followers have increased from under 1000 to nearly 8.5k.
  • I've developed an interest in writing my memoir. I've blogged about this, written and photographed my process on instagram and already have over 20,000 words.
  • I finished the first draft of my novel. It needs a hell of a lot of work but I've started a major editing project.
  • I became editor of Novelicious. The response from the book community was wonderful.
  • I made my first vlog. Put my face on Youtube.
  • I've taken on paid work through my blog.
  • I launched my newsletter.

I'm sure there are other things that I've forgotten to mention. All positive, all wonderful.

But this year I also parted ways with my literary agent.

At first I was pragmatic. But over time I've felt a sense of loss. That I've made huge strides in my career but also taken a massive lurch backwards. All the above meant nothing.

I threw myself into new projects. That's my default response to bad news. It was overload. Eventually my brain couldn't take any more and told me to stop. That was Monday 28th November.

This is the most I've written since that morning nearly two weeks ago. My head is clearer. There's still fog there, there's still a bit of confusion about my way ahead.

But there are also glimmers, small glimmers, of excitement at what I can do next. Imagine what these glimmers might have turned to once I've had a proper rest over Christmas?

So, unless I have something I desperately need to write about, my blog is going into hibernation. Just for a few weeks. I'll be back stronger and more enthusiastic in the New Year.

Thank you to everyone who has supported me this year. From reading my blog, making supportive comments, signing up to my newsletter, writing and recommending me elsewhere...thank you! Everything is truly appreciated.

I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas.

Helen Redfern A Bookish Baker

5 Beautiful Christmas Books

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It's coming up to that time of year. And, from December 1st, I like to start my Christmas reading. Last year I read, The Santa Klaus Murder and enjoyed experiencing Christmas at the same time as the characters. (Though, thankfully, the real Father Christmas was not suspected of murder!)

This year I've a few more books to read and all of them are collections of short stories. Perfect for dipping in and out of as you have a cuppa and a breather.

I decided to chat about them and show them in more detail on my YouTube channel. If you'd like to subscribe to my channel I'd be most grateful! 

The five books are:

The Santa Klaus Murder

Sir Osmond Melbury, the family patriarch, is discovered - by a guest dressed as Santa Klaus - with a bullet in his head on Christmas Day. 

Christmas Days by Jeanette Winterson

Quite possibly my favourite Christmas book - ever. This is a gorgeous book of recipes, short stories and beautiful illustrations.

A Merry Christmas by Louisa May Alcott

A beautiful selection of Christmas stories, from 19th century America, from the author of Little Women. 

Round the Christmas Fire

A selection of stories from well-known authors including Kenneth Graham, John Cheever, Sue Towsend, Nancy Mitford, Dylan Thomas, Charles Dickens, John Julius Norwich, P.G. Wodehouse and Stella Gibbons.

A Snow Garden by Rachel Joyce

Six wonderful Christmas stories. 

To find out more about these books then watch my YouTube video below:

 

If you'd like more Christmas book ideas then you might enjoy:

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My Stories ||The Darkness and the Moonlight

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"It's as black as your hat," says my dad when he comes to stay. He's got a Derbyshire accent though so "your hat" becomes one word: "yerat". Every time I step outside my back door in the darkness, especially at this time of year, I think of his expression. Because it is. Extremely dark. You cannot see your hand in front of you.

At our last home, on the housing estate, we had a street light right next to our house. It would glow outside our bedroom window, leaching an orange haze over our sleeping forms.

But here? There are no streetlights. There's nothing except the distant pinpricks of light from the dual carriageway. Eventually my trees will grow and we won't even be able to see that.

I have to go outside in the darkness every night to shut in the chickens. At first, before we got the dog, I would not go out in the field after dark. I once cast the torch around (to my left, straight ahead, to my right, behind me, argh what's that noise?!) and saw two eyes staring at me from the bottom of the field. The eyes were well above ground level. It freaked me right out.

It's funny, thinking back, that I used to be so bothered by the darkness. Because now I don't give it a second thought. Yes, I still quickly scan my torch all around me, checking the shadows to my left and right, but I'm actively looking for glowing eyes.

Then there's the moonlight.

I knew the songs, of course I did. Dancing in the moonlight. Moonlight shadow.

But actually seeing moonlight? Seeing the shadow of our house cast by the full moon? I didn't really understand that it had existed other than in a Famous Five novel. Living in a town with light pollution we lose that wonder of seeing a giant elm tree reflected on the ground as a moonlight shadow.

But once every few weeks I can go outside, as long as the sky is clear, and not need my torch to see in the dark. The moon is bright and luminous. Shining down, my shadow walking ahead of me.

My Chicken Story Stories is a collection of my thoughts as I pull together the first draft of my memoir.

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Bookish Hygge || November

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With the fire being lit earlier and earlier in the day, table lamps being switched on to light up dark corners and cosy rugs bought for sinking toes into as well as furry throws to tuck ourselves into the settee, it looks like we're coming to the end of autumn. Winter is making itself heard through the wind, the rain and the icy bite of the wind. Books are always important to me during these months. More so than summer - except for when I'm lying on a sunlounger. And the book I'm enjoying at the moment whilst tucked into my blanket in front of the fire, is Angela Thirkell's High Rising. It is such a deliciously gossipy novel. I am loving it. Thank goodness Angela Thirkell has lots more books to read because I'm going to be adrift when this one comes to an end.

If you follow me on Instagram you'll know I started a #bookishhygge hashtag a few months ago (see this post). I love seeing pictures of old books, new books, books that comfort and books that give joy.

These three stood out for me this month:

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Nicki, of The Little Green Door, was starting Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister by Gregory Maguire. This is from the same author who wrote Wicked and once again tells the story of the bad character from a well known tale. In Wicked it was the Wicked Witch of the West. And in Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister it is the stepsister from Cinderella.

Niki, of Niki at the Cottage, has a Christmas present she's not allowed to read yet. It is the late P.D James' The Mistletoe Murder with four Christmas mysteries. And the cover is beautiful.

Cate, of Cate Butler, showed us this beautiful edition of 84 Charing Cross Road. This edition pictured is by Foxed Quarterly, a subscription service where you receive a magazine and hardback book once a quarter.

What books are you reading? Any recommendations?

Editing my novel - week one

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This is my first proper vlog. A vlog with talky bits. A vlog with my face. Where I document how I'm undertaking a structural edit of my novel. I don't know what I feel most daunted about. The edit (it's a major edit) or putting my face up there onto YouTube.

It's incredibly exposing opening myself up like this. It is also incredibly scary. Am I risking criticism, trolls, comments I can't handle? Possibly.

Undertaking an edit like this though is something I've never attempted before. And when I'm scared, with little confidence, I'm prone to procrastination. I'll put all my energies into other projects and put this one off. Because it seems so big. Massive. Like I could never achieve it.

The only way I could see myself going through with it, is by filming it. That is my deadline.

It is one thing writing 70,000 words. It's quite another to craft those words, those sentences, paragraphs and chapters into something cohesive. Something that'll entertain, keep the reader gripped, and tells the story that you've had in your head for so long to the best of your ability.

Right now I'm at a pretty low point with my writing. And exposing myself like this could go one of two ways. But, I'm trying to convince the 25% of myself that wants to give up that writing is worth pursuing. So this is almost do or die. Pushing myself to do something that frightens me.

Please be kind...

 

For Pinterest:

how I'm editing my novel

Five Instagram Accounts I Love

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Despite its faults, and the changes, I'm still in love with this little app. I've connected with a wonderful range of people and communities on there and I always look forward to seeing what is happening in their beautiful photographs. This morning my own account ticked over to 7000 followers. I know if you aren't into social media or fussed about followers you can be thinking, yeah - whatever.

However. I think I've always been quite honest in that I'm intentionally building a social media platform. I think it's important, as a writer, that I have a following, that I have people out there in the world who genuinely enjoy my writing and what I have to say. Not only does this build my confidence, which then allows me to be braver with my writing, but I'm hoping it'll make me more attractive to publishers.

Perhaps, most importantly, though, it allows me to chat and connect with other people, in what can be a solitary profession.

Because of this I wanted to highlight some of my favourites on instagram. I think these accounts reflect my tastes brilliantly.

1.Penguin in the post

Verity has such a gorgeous account. I look forward to seeing her beautiful books every day.

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2. Niki at the Cottage

I've been following Niki for ages and ages. Not only are Niki's photos beautiful but she is perhaps one of the most supportive people I've met on instagram.

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3. My Chaos and Coffee

Look at that pig on the top right. That gorgeous beast is probably one of my most favourite Instagram photos - ever!

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4. Alice Draws the Line

I found Alice earlier this year. I became fascinated and mesmerised by her beautiful nature drawings. She sells her work on etsy and I've already purchased two of her notebooks.

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5. Wellies and Love

Wellies and love manages to capture everything I love about the countryside.

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Who are your favourites?

The start of a major edit

How do I Promote My Novel without the Hard Sell

One of the most frustrating parts of being ill with the flu is not being able to write or create. (Or eat, or go outside...but mainly the not writing.) All you can do is lie in bed and think; too weak to read, eyes too tired or sore to watch anything, not wanting to sleep again. You think of everything you want to write. Of ideas for blog posts, for possible vlogs and how to arrange the editorial calendar in your new job. If you're anything like me you sketch it all out in your head, get incredibly excited then frustrated again, and end up not being able to sleep anyway.

So in the last, (ooh, has it really been) five days, of enforced rest, I've been thinking about what my priorities are. Because as well as worrying about my writing I've also been thinking of all the others things I'm not doing whilst lying in bed. Getting the garden ready for winter, cleaning out the chickens, finishing off the bedroom sort-out I was part way through when I was struck down, finding my daughter's piano books I accidentally put in a safe place, making sure my son finishes his homework..

Yes, my brain has not had any rest the poor thing.

And it occurred to me that it was time. Time for me to start editing my novel. I alluded to bad news in this post and, although it isn't catastrophic and could actually work out for the best, it did stop me in my tracks for a while. Because it was related to writing my novel.

But I've had enough of sulking now. The time is right to get on with it because I know I can do this.

In an interview I did with Katy Colins over on Novelicious she mentioned setting herself deadlines gave her the impetus to get things done. I'm absolutely rubbish with self imposed deadlines. So I need another stick or carrot to drive me forward.

That's when I decided to record my writing process. I've fallen in love with making films during the course of this year. So why not record myself writing my book? Who knows, I might even show my face on it and, you know, speak. Though a) I need to get over the flu first and b) need a good foundation to calm my rather weather-beaten face.

Anyway, this is my first mini-film of the very start of a very big structural edit of my novel.

Hibernating with Pear & Ginger Traybake

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It's Sunday. I've been sat on my settee since about 3pm this afternoon. The fire is roaring, we've had hot chocolate with squirty cream and next to me is a few leftover slices of pear and ginger traybake. It is utter, utter bliss.

The urge to hibernate is becoming more powerful as I become increasingly aware of the seasons. As we approach Halloween, as the evenings become darker, as we're forced to do less outside, as the rain comes and the wind begins to howl down the chimney, I finally allow myself to relax. On a Sunday I have the need to be in front of the fire early in the afternoon covering my legs with a blanket; surrounding myself with books and notebooks.

Next to me on the table is an assortment of books and magazines reflecting the time of year. Right now it includes books on hygge as well as Dead Man's Folly by Agatha Christie. I like to tie in my reading with the yearly celebrations. Mind you, I can't do ghost stories. But I adore a classic murder mystery. If I'm lucky there might be a re-run of Miss Marple on the TV, too, based around an old manor house surrounded by trees and the forbidding darkness. (There is always a female fox crying out in murder mysteries, which always gives me the chills.)

The pear and ginger traybake recipe below is a British take on Halloween from Bettys who have asked me what my halloween traditions are. And our halloween traditions are, simply, cosying up as a family. We carve pumpkins, we place them by the fire, we bake, draw the curtains, lock the doors, maybe get out the Monopoly and hibernate. My son has asked to watch a spooky programme on the television this year, too, so that should be fun...

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Recipe for Pear & Ginger traybake (ever so slightly adapted from the original by Bettys).

Ingredients

  • 200g butter, softened
  • 100g caster sugar
  • 100g dark soft brown sugar
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 2 cardamom pods, seeds removed and crushed
  • 1 cm stem ginger, grated
  • 1 tsp ground ginger
  • 2 pears, ripe, cut into 1cm squares
  • 2 eggs
  • 120mls milk
  • 200g self raising flour
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • (To decorate) 50g white chocolate

Method

  1. Pre-heat oven to 160 degrees fan.
  2. Prepare a 20-25cm baking tin, at least 3cm deep, by lining with baking parchment.
  3. In a bowl mix the butter, sugars, vanilla and cardamom.
  4. Add the grated and ground ginger, plus the diced pears.
  5. Stir in the eggs and milk then the flour and baking powder.
  6. Once well combined spread out in the baking tin and place in the oven for 20-30 minutes.
  7. It is done once golden and if it springs back when you press it lightly with your finger.
  8. Allow to cool slightly then remove from the tin and place on a wire cooling rack.
  9. Melt the chocolate (either in the microwave or over a pan of hot water) and create a spider's web on top.
  10. Cut into squares and serve.

This blog post and recipe is in conjunction with Bettys and their British Take on Halloween campaign. As ever, though, all words, thoughts and pictures are my own.

PEAR AND GINGER TRAYBAKE. Hibernate with this warming bake.

My Stories || The Field Maple

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After the first winter of living in this house I knew a windbreak of trees was absolutely necessary. For months a breath-sucking, bone-tingling north/north-easterly wind had sped over the farmer's field and hit our house, along with the chicken area, at full force. It was soul-sappingly bitter.

Spring broke through for a while. We were joyous. I love winter, but after months of that wind, a cold wind that had started in late autumn, I was ready to feel some spring sunshine on my face. Underneath bright blue skies we introduced some new chickens to our flock. They were about fifteen weeks old. Ready for the outside world. Ready for their forever home.

But then winter decided it hadn't finished with us. That aggressive wind came back. And sadly one of those new chickens was just not hardy enough.

Needs must. I started to research trees. I knew absolutely nothing about them. I could probably point out a horse chestnut but that was my limit. What I did know, however, was that I wanted a tree with leaves that transformed from green to red to yellow throughout the autumn months, before falling gently to the ground.

After some reading about the subject I also knew I wanted a mixture of evergreen and deciduous with the majority of the trees we planted to be native to the UK.

The Field Maple has leaves that turn red. It is also the UK's only native maple.

I bought many trees in my first tree project purchase. And the Field Maple was one of them. It now stands proudly at the bottom of the field, in direct eye line from the house. The leaves are just changing from green to red.

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My Chicken Story Stories is snippets of my thoughts as I pull together the first draft of my memoir.