Category: Mother

Chapter 113: My son’s cinquain poems

Quarantine Poetry by my boy x A Cinquain is a 5 lined poem with the following syllable sequence: 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 Awesome Bones Systems (2 syllables) With my bone works (4 syllables) Not crumb(a)ling good thing (6 syllables) Of course my body…

Chapter 102 : Dress to Empress

… Or – Writing Attire. Where are you going? My son asked. To work. I responded. Oh? Do you go somewhere to write? No. Then why are you dressed up? Because I’m going to work. But, you work at home. Yes, that doesn’t mean…

Chapter 86: Too many dicks on the blog floor

…and why this is the greatest song ever written or performed. Disclaimer: Proceed with caution. Much non-sense making obscurities lie ahead. …Too many men, too many boys Too many misters not enough sisters Too much time on too many hands Not enough ladies, too…

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Chapter 70: Copyright Confusion – what the hell can I write?

Confused about copyright rules? You are not alone.

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Chapter 52: My Miyazaki Mushrooms

A few moons ago I had a gutsful of baby causing unlimited insomnia. After being ordered to bed-rest I took to the telly – time killing conveniences such as Netflix and Instagram were still as foreign as a whinge-free pregnant woman. I flicked and…

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