Precious little writing, but sometimes meeting up with friends is both necessary and impossible temptation. Last night was izakaya for a few hours with a
Tea and Writing
You could call it a blustery day here. Nice cold rain. Definitely a good time for tea. Writing chapter two of a new book. I
Not Feeling That Domestic Thing
Supermarket food and a salad it is. I’d rather keep going on chapter one. Some days you have enough spoons to cook, clean, and write.
Beginning Again
It’s scary and exciting to start a new book. Exciting because “look what I can do!” Scary because “can I do it, though?”
Oh no…!
No. Nonono… Oh yes! Banana bread. Omnomnom. I wonder if there’s a point where researching is a subtle way of putting off the nitty gritty
Things That Spark Joy
I’ve been trying to stick with the KonMari thing in order to guide my frivolous purchases. My ugly little corner shelf brings me a strange
