Saskatoon — I started journal writing when I was about ten. I had been filling notebook after notebook with science fiction and horror short stories and I think my mother wanted me to branch out into a safer and prettier style of writing. The journal she gave me was pink with “Diary” gold-embossed on the cover in some sort of flowery script. It had a lock and a key and the date on the top of each lined page. ...
London — Yes, I know I said that my update on Aubrey and Daddy post yesterday was going to be my last, but then I did what So-Shan did and looked at how many words I’ve written in all the moments that I’ve pos...
London — Aren’t words funny?! Take ‘shed’ for example. I have a shed in my garden at home. It’s about 8 feet square, made of wood, and full of assorted junk and boxes that are gradually ...
I can't leave it at 59,586 words, can I?!
“For ever and for ever.”
Just Foxing Around
Publishing for the People.
Should I stay or should I go? This sign seems to warn against the latter.
Why is this a shed?
"a case of mistaken identity..."
What time is it?
Placing a recently filled journal on this shelf always brings a sense of accomplishment.
In the Offing