Before very long it would have been a whole four years since I started my very first blog.
It would take another year to eighteen months before the other catch up to this figure. 1,376 more words
I have written this post at least 4 times in my mind and each time I have started it with:
Captains Log 437.
Why? I have no idea why, it surely stuck though, so much so that I had to figure out how to get it in there without actually starting my blog with Captain’s Log 437. 583 more words
When I became serious about writing my first novel, I had to decide if I would use my birth name or a pen name. “To be, or not to be; that is the question” (Shakespeare’s Hamlet), that was the idiom that popped into my head when I first debated the use of a pseudonym. 979 more words
“If left, the bacteria Molly has, can kill in a matter of hours.”
I remembered, through a haze, that when we first arrived at Sydney Children’s Hospital at 1am that night which was to change us forever, they’d bumped a head trauma in order to operate on the pneumococcal infection in our tiny six month old baby’s hip. 773 more words
“It’s just really important to Sam,” enthuses Marsha with a look of utter distress on her face about the whole situation, whilst simultaneously checking Facebook. “Soccer is a huge passion for him and he really looks up to the coach, sees him as the most important thing in his life during the soccer season – oh my gosh, Carolyn’s at it again with her status updates complaining about having no help at home, bor-ring….If no one else is doing it for you, get off Facebook and do it yourself woman,” mimics Marsha as she swipes Carolyn off the screen in disgust. 465 more words