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
Grit
Easter Sunday, instead of filling my face with chocolate. I went to my usual circuit class. I’ve graduated from the beginners class and now complete the full forty stations, even if I do almost throw… View Post
Doing Hard Things
I’ve been running my whole life. Not figuratively obviously. At least, that’s not a can of worms I’m willing to open today. No, in this case, I mean running in the literal sense. From my… View Post
