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The poets couldn’t agree about April. From abroad Browning wrote, Oh to be in England, now...

Writing about change in my journal yesterday: everything can change in an instant, it might...

When I'm feeling low - and let's face it we all go there sometimes - I need to remind myself...

Rummaging in the back-office files for something specific that I felt would be a good lead into a...

Naturally I live among crows. They roost and feed in the cemetery. I see them strutting about...

We were walking back through the water meadows. It was late February and we had wandered the...

This isn’t about today. It is about last week. I say that because I changed the title in the...

A weekend away... I left the half-finished novel at home. Lyra and Will in the land of the...

I am not a masochist, let me get that out in the open right away. I do not like pain. I am...

Another dark, wet, not-motivated-to-go-out kind of day. I don’t have to go out, so that’s ok....

There are those who say you should never discard any of your writing. It may be just what you’ll...

One day this week someone asked me if I was a medical person, because of some of the things I...

Overwhelm is such a tempting canyon to wander into. That’s my only excuse. Given the lack of...

Are you sure you want to delete these 64 items? No, of course I wasn’t sure. I wasn’t sure...

If you’ve spent any amount of time reviewing books, or if you’ve spent any amount of time in...

Eight pm on the 18th of December sees my third attempt at writing something about a Simple...

I finished last week by asking what a year of simplifying would look like for me? What would...

It’s December and the sky is that comforting shade of heavy but even though mine isn’t the...

For some reason I had clipped an advert for Wild Writing – an invitation to ‘join small groups...

Four years ago my brother did not invite me to Lumiere, because it had not occurred to him...