There’s this guy who lives in my street. Called Dutch. Rides a motorbike. Looks like the type of cat who’s already gone through a few of his nine lives. Lives in the front half of a rented place at the bottom of the hill. Dutch, of course, is not his actual name. I don’t know […]
The teen flick, sorry, novel, is done. Reviewed and dusted. Not quite the horror expected. Panic review published last weekend. Will post it soon. Back to school next week. Back to schedule. Back to actual writing. Until then, back to the washing.
