Years ago, in fact in 2009, I enrolled on a writing course. A Creative Writing Course as I had this idea that I wanted to write a novel. I had written the plan, I had even thought of the characters.
I didn’t think it would cause this much pain I thought out of everyone you would understand I thought you would be happy I never thought it would turn out like this I never thought I would be so sad
Last week I wrote about 12 months 1 book. Where over the cause of the year I, along with others will attempt to write a book. Having only launched the idea last week, and having a plan of putting the
When Baba was born I enrolled on a Creative Writing course, I have written about it before here. I have moved it back and back each year, and last year I desperately tried to get back on track with it
I am still here, I am a little bit busy but still here. As well as being a full time mum to an almighty sprightly 3 year old who is full of beans every single day, running the house, looking
A couple of days ago the lovely Beth, tweeted about a book sale that she was having to get rid of some books before she moved. I love books, I got my Kindle for my birthday which I love, but
So the news has finally set in and I am suddenly realising the amount of work that I have to do for this course. I am excited but there is a lot of work to do, reading, writing and studying.
A couple of days ago I wrote this post I was waiting for a response from an email and I am glad to say that yesterday I got that response and it was the answer that I wanted. So pleased. But
Last night I did something that has not happened for a long, long time. I cleaned out the bureaux and moved a few bits around. I went upstairs found my favourite notebook, and my good old Parker fountain pen that