One Lowly Writer in the Sea
Fresh back from a Writers Festival weekend, I am glum. You’d think being in the company of so many stimulating authors or author-wannabes would be creatively inspiring enough to sustain me. But alas,… Continue reading
Being giddy with excitement definitely has an effect on Time. It’s crazy really. You sit waiting for that favourite band to take to the stage, or the new boots you ordered to arrive… Continue reading
It sits there unattended and grey. But its actually not grey. Its blue and black. Colour doesn’t really matter as its purpose lies beyond the surface. For once it is lifted from there… Continue reading
There is nothing like the highs and lows of editing to bring one to tears. I have spent the better part of yesterday and most of today just trying to feel my way… Continue reading
Today while I was having my morning coffee, I looked down in shock to see that I had inadvertently chipped my prized Hemingway mug. There it was a tiny chip of porcelain sitting… Continue reading