Memoir. It really should be avoided by all but those with the most interesting, important, timely, or unique stories. Oh well, tough. I just pulled another old writing exercise out of its box. It’s none of the above. This one’s being set free today because it’s my Superbowl story. It’s also an Ekka story. Does […]
Yesterday, I cracked it. The 20,000 word mark. And a suspenseful, cracking chapter end, even if I do say so myself. It was the first day back writing, kids at school. Super energised to continue in the same mode for months AND MONTHS AND MONTHS… Today, I have my youngest home with me after we […]
File this story under op-shopper’s boast, except, you know, I wasn’t even in an op-shop at the time. But heavens, what a discovery. I can’t even remember the original reason I was in Reverse Garbage, now, but it wasn’t to look for paintings. Yet there they were, four or five boxes of them: all oils, […]
