First writers Skype group tonight since corona crazy laid its ugly rotten egg over us all. Little glitchy here and there – but all in all – an awesome night. Didn’t realise how much I would relish seeing familiar faces. It’s all very weird… Continue Reading “Chapter 81 : Writers Group Covid19 Skyp”
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“Holy Moly That Scared The Shit Out Of Me!” …said my 6 year old son. Ah, from the mouth of foul mouthed babes. As bed time drew nearer and my sober hands became a little edgier, a knot in my daughters ridiculously long hair… Continue Reading “Prologue: Foul Mouthed Forest Children”