A teeny bit of a moan How’s things with you? Well, I hope. During the first lockdown I was happy to enjoy the garden and…
Poetry
A teeny bit of a moan How’s things with you? Well, I hope. During the first lockdown I was happy to enjoy the garden and…
OK, what I’ve been up to generally Greetings from the Sunshine Coast. I can’t remember the last time it rained here, but the water authorities are…
Despite feeling quite positive about what I’m writing at the moment, I’ve started the year with rejections from two magazines. As usual, when I checked…
One of the things about statistics is you can present them is whatever light you wish: draw attention to this rather than that, show a…
I’m currently working each morning from a little B&B room in a farmhouse in Pembrokeshire, while Nick is here playing the organ for St David’s…
August. Already. Do you remember how summer holidays seemed in childhood – a long holiday starting late July (for those of us in state schools)…
During my mini-retreat in Cork I dug out a number of old as-yet-unfinished or unpublished poems to see what I could breathe new life into.…
The other day on Twitter I saw Penny Shutt mention #100rejections. Intrigued, I followed the hashtag and felt I’d stumbled on some sort of masochistic cult……
I bet you were dead excited for me there for a second or two, weren’t you? No? Oh well…it’s that time of year again, when…