Monthly Archives: November 2017

What do you do on a day when it’s raining so hard you think you’re living in a tsunami? You write of course. I may have just completed my favourite story yet – but I’ve been writing since 10 a.m … Continue reading →

Finding myself pretty darn busy right now. I baked bread and wrote another story – took the dogs for a walk, did the shopping – am going to keep on editing Simon’s book again – technical stuff – 29 chapters … Continue reading →

It didn’t quite turn out as expected. Hmmm – this is beginning to be a frequent opening line to my posts. I wonder if there’s a message in there for me somewhere? Maybe a theme to my life? Maybe also … Continue reading →

First of all, this is our house with the railings finished. Personally, I think Simon did an amazing job and it makes a huge difference to how the house looks.  I also think it will impress the real estate agent … Continue reading →

Honestly? I have never lived in a place that is so consistently grey. Day after day I wake up, look out the window and it’s grey – not a light. silvery grey – an oppressive, clouds-hanging-low-in-the-sky grey. I also admit … Continue reading →

Luckily – this hasn’t happened to me yet. And yes, I do have imaginary friends – tiny people living inside my head. But I won’t get into that. Simon can describe these little people better than I can – he … Continue reading →

I was thinking of two other titles for this post: one was “miscellaneous (because it felt like I was going to write about a ton of bits and pieces) and the other “vanishing thoughts” (because way too often – as … Continue reading →