Tag Archives: a writer’s life

Jun 04

Marina Bird update

Had some newcomers yesterday, if all the “hellos” were anything to go by. Haven’t heard them today. Hope the row between Bill Hates Youuu and Too Cruel Anthony hasn’t put them off…

Jun 02

Facepalm

Not to self, switch on oven not grill. Twit. Boat now boiling hot and smelling of burnt fat

May 29

Marina Bird Mystery

It’s hotting up on the marina. Bill Hates Youuu  is back and I remain none the wiser as to what the cause of Bill’s vitriol is, though, I do have two theories. The pair of cuckoos seem to have had a fight. There is a lot of Cuck but no Coo. Perhaps Coo is Bill? […]

Guess who’s back?

I haven’t heard Bill Hates Youuu for a long time. But the summer was a busy one and, what with the Autumn Term of the Apocalypse happening in reality rather than virtually, my times for hearing him have been limited. But I took the dogs out for a quick wee wee walk, in the mud […]

More Wood Pigeon Saga

Bill Hates Youuu is back. To be fair he was around most of yesterday. I think he’s on a retainer However there’s a twist to the tale today. A new bird has entered the conversation with the question that’s been bugging me for days: “Bill Who?”

Jun 07

An open letter to my current WIP*

*work in progress Dear WIP First let me start by saying it is a pleasure to meet you. You have been a long time coming and at times I thought you’d never turn up. You have been a challenge and a joy and the bit you revealed of yourself today, although rough around the edges, […]

Sleepless

Head full of thoughts Tumbling, jumblingI stare as Heavy dog, resting his head On my foot, dreams. Twitching happily, Running free.I envy him. For me, sleep dances out of reach So I scroll through Facebook, twitter; play pokemon and candy crush In the witching hour Hoping to feel my eyes become heavier than a dreaming […]

Call Me Ishmael 5/1

The prompt for today’s piece of writing is to take the opening line of your favourite book and use it as a starting point for your own story. This is hard. I don’t have a favourite book… I don’t have a text I go back to and read. Though I do have books I read […]

Oct 22

October Holiday: 2

Yesterday we were not where I expected to be. But sometimes it’s necessary to make the best of a bad job. And the Haycock hotel is always good for recharging the creative batteries. This weekend proved no different I always knew I had multiple murders. After Midsomer, it’s de riguer. But after a day here, […]

Oct 21

Weekly Photo Challenge: Scale

A little late to the game with this challenge. Visiting Nunton Cemetery, I came across these little grave stones. Not for children or pets, they are what the poorest of Victorian society used to mark their final resting place. I showed them to Year 10; we’re doing Christmas Carol: just got to the graveyard scene. […]