Griffins (published in Cadences journal)

I admit I missed the words the words to write beautiful things not just science and knowledge like missing a brush and paints and a white cloth to paint on Now they are back and flying scratching the surface with their claws their beaks swishing through the air...

A writer’s life

To be a writer means to hunt for time. It means to be unsociable, hard to find, snarky and sulking. It means to turn down invitations to go out, openings to conversation, not to care about going for long walks in the autumn or spring, not to care if the house needs...

Testing the mike

Hi everyone. I have decided to start a writer’s blog to cheer myself on, track my writing and (hopefully) publishing career and connect to other readers and authors in the world. 🙂