Again I bid thee welcome, my world’s are as vast as my sarcasm as well as my imagination. I am a typical product of my generation; cynical, Spunky but engaging. I’m aware of my surroundings I doubt I woulda wrote False Providence if I wasn’t, maybe it will prove a record of us almost at the cliff edge, who knows??
Don’t worry, I’m not always so morose for that is not the Xer Way, young Grasshopper! I’m here to build worlds, add poetry and be the BELLE OF THE BLOG
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A Proposal for a Tuppence Talent
I spent hours but maybe that just wasn’t necessary, I can’t give the whole game away – What fun would that he? This portfolio will explain the two personas I have, three if you account for being the Veteran’s wifey. Without such circumstances my novel False Providence wouldn’t be possible. But then this is the…
*Lightbuulb*
Here we go again, another idea in the billions of ideas I have just to stop myself being HERE and get to THERE. Where’s there you might ask? There is an idea that works, there is dividends and ambitions realised, there is no freaking out about my ever expanding streak of grey in my hair!…
V For WheneVer
The only time I ever typed the next four words was in a text message; I fled The Trump Regime, it’s strange to put that down. Was it in fear? Yes, were there other factors? Yes. It wasn’t with guns blazing all around, bombs going off, it was by in-laws suddenly becoming my enemies. My…
It’s Been a While
Don’t Worry, I’m not gonna burst into song – My last post was prior to my dog suffering a dramatic death. I was back in the DARK WOOD again for those that don’t know this location it’s where the wild things are and where army veterans and their families pitch their tents. It’s very lonesome…
From Fantasy to Prophecy
This is an odd day to bring the blog back, granted – For one terrible moment last year I thought my book became prophecy – All the hallmarks were there, tumultuous rage in Washington D.C. similar to what I wrote two years before. It manifested from a protest like in False Providence, unlike False Providence…
Scribes of Fortune
A funny thing happened today, an old contact I’d forgotten about reacquainted with me and asked about the next step I was meant to make. My mind drew a blank cos I had travelled down many avenues and through many brainstorms since then – I was lucky I made a coherent sentence, really!! For we’ve…
Paradise, Written
These last few weeks have been calamitous, absolutely calamitous – The Milestone Birthday had many miles and stones washed up from the coast. The worst daydreaming happens when the world gives us more than a reason to daydream. My birthday was a Narcissist’s getaway with my name day tagged at the end, complete with fawning…
Scribe of The Times
We’re in a weird time, the science of progress doesn’t seem to be wanted these days. An indifferent Australian tycoon seems to have a monopoly on what and what not to believe. Nature is under Anger Management and so far, it doesn’t seen to be working, the pandemic rages on and people refuse the cure….We’re…
What’s Write and What’s Wrong
Two holidays I feel at odds with these days, one is Saint Patrick’s and the other is Independence Day. The former was a date of my darkest hour two years ago, when kinship didn’t mean anything and I was looking upon a remark of pure evil after asking for help. The latter is because as…
Boon or Bust
Musicians are probably the only other Arts Folk that gamble away their lives as much as scribes do and no, this ain’t a G A meeting. Musicians pin their ENTIRE life on a guitar case in a Tube Station or music file. Writers used to just pin it on a decent computer or typewriter with…
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