11: Book a Week

Is it possible, I ask you (i.e. myself) to write a book in a week? How long will Mrs Hinch stay away for, if I just sit down at my desk and write on and on and on? Will she place her rubber-gloved hand on my shoulder and entice me into my kitchen to seeContinue reading “11: Book a Week”

1: A Diary

  I’ve done it! Volunteered myself for redundancy and signed on the dotted line. Redundancy seems a poor choice of word, and totally inadequate for a process that involves stepping into my new life; a life in which I will be anything but redundant, anything but a spare. In this life, I will be workingContinue reading “1: A Diary”