I didn’t write anything yesterday because I was too fried from the sun. Mike’s family and I left out of Liapari Island yesterday morning, with Kolombangara standing proud in the distance. 832 more words
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My books have arrived from the international print-house and I can’t describe the feeling of reading the actual hard copy as opposed to the ebook. To hold a novel, flick through the chapters, scan the content, read the poem, imagine what it would be like for my readers to read and then write their own birth stories in the journal at the end… sensational. 96 more words
Sarah Millican’s book offers an insight into her super normal life with daft stories and proper advice on how to deal with life’s blips.
Although an autobiography this is not written like a traditional autobiography, which is fine by the way. 129 more words
I finally read it! Don’t tell my friend who brought it for me all the way from India 2 years ago, only for it to sit on my shelf unnoticed unloved and unread. 2,685 more words