So I spent another couple of days not writing. And feeling guilty… and working frantically on getting a wallaby and possum proof vegetable enclosure done.
It would be kind of neat if hard was ‘easy’, wouldn’t it? But usually — speaking from experience of undertaking a lot of jobs I
I spent today in physical labor, wheel-barrowing concrete for a friend. So I am far too tired to think of anything intelligent to say, and
I’ve just read a book that absolutely fascinated me. Great story, the author could work on his writing skills and maybe linger a bit more
I hope we never get to a point where food is a fiction, although I have done that to some of my characters. You really
(with apologies to Lewis Carroll for the title). Or wot I lerned at skewl. Of course I had one of them superior edumacation wotsits. The