I Couldn’t Wait to Come Home
I’ve just returned from a ten-day break in Italy. The country has become a firm favourite since my first visit – Sorrento and Ischia, on the Amalfi Coast – a few years ago. It’s only… View Post
What if …?
For most of my adult life I have the lamented the amount of time that I’ve wasted, not writing. I’ve always known that I wanted to – that I was meant to – write. Instead,… View Post
A Day in the Life of a Writer
Years ago, I relied on traditional media to keep me informed as to what was happening in the world. In particular, I enjoyed picking up The Times, of a weekend. Bypassing the massive broadsheet, I… View Post
Counting Progress
Despite not subscribing to the whole, new year, new me thing and disavowing resolutions, I started a 100 day journalling practice on January 1st. I know, I know – when I read it here in… View Post
Community
In my last post (it’s been a while, I know), I wrote about the motivation and accountability that I get from exercising with other people. There’s something about having that sense of community, about knowing… View Post
