I sat at my desk this morning and opened my manuscript as I do every morning. But today I felt something was out of place.
So I’ve taken myself outside to find it. (The sky has gone very grey though. I might be in gir a soaking!! )
Writing on the move.
People often tell me that being a writer must mean that I can work anywhere. I think they mean a hut on a tropical beach or maybe a wooden lodge by a shimmering lake somewhere.
In reality, it’s more likely to be the train to Dewsbury, as I am doing today!
Congratulations!
Great news this weekend.
My eldest daughter got engaged. It looks like we’re going to have a busy time planning a wedding. I’m delighted. 🩷
A change of scene
I’m a huge fan of change. I suppose I must have a very short attention span! Anyway, my office has been dark blue for five years. It’s time for something new.
I fancy pink. All I have to do is decide which one!