It’s a rum old deal, to have to empty out, because, as thoughts do intrude and escalate, I keep on writing – and I start to deflate! But, the wind is so loud, when the last does escape that, at that very point – I terminate. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019Continue reading “Ruminating”
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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”
Sealed in at Wroxeter
Inspired by a visit to Wroxeter, home to some of my ancestors, in Shropshire (August 2018), and composed in a Prado Lounge Café Bar in Suffolk. Box Pews at a church in Selattyn, Shropshire Doors click open. Let me in and latch me in, keeping me seated. Listening. The Vicar steps up, announces himself, boxesContinue reading “Sealed in at Wroxeter”
The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk: read, believe and write ... 