I’m in Provincetown doing what I do best–shutting out everything except for the essential in order to complete a project–a hopefully final read-thru on my novel. 199 more words
2 months, 1 week ago
Batter My Heart
501+ story words.
Nothing else to say.
2 months, 3 weeks ago
Okay, people, we’re nearly there now.
We’ve sat for a while in my dining room, popped into the overcrowded, body-odour scented, eccentrics-magnet that is public transport, drank over-priced, over-sugared hot chocolate at a… 656 more words
3 months, 2 weeks ago
I love being in bed. Not like that, saucy!
I just enjoy that soft, warm feeling that only hiding in your bedroom brings. Not that my bedroom’s anything glamorous. 597 more words
3 months, 3 weeks ago
I love a good hot chocolate. With a head of foam so deep you could float your spoon on it. Not too sweet, a little bitter so your can really taste those cocoa beans. 580 more words
You may find it hard to believe from my beautifully crafted words (Ha! Ha!) but I don’t spend all day, every day, hidden in Writing Cave… 440 more words
4 months ago
I’ve mentioned Writers’ Caves (Hello me, this is me) before, those personal places where scribblers spill their literary guts onto screens/ notebooks and if they stay still too long, short-haired pets and small children. 383 more words
4 months, 1 week ago