More apocalypse, less angst
I had hardly begun to read I asked how you can ever be sure that what you write is really any good at all he said you can’t you can’t you can never be sure you die without knowing whether anything you wrote was… Continue Reading “If you have to be sure don't write.”
Well it’s done. We’re in the new house, unpacked, things set up and mostly put away, and on Saturday we even started in the garden. How’s that for a week after move day? Seriously impressive according to most of those who have come for… Continue Reading “Thinking more about writing, post-move wrap”
When I was a much younger writer, I hated editing my work. From the age of five onwards to about sixteen I didn’t even see the need for it, so unrefined was my artistic eye, and even when shown the utility of it as… Continue Reading “Editing”
I had forgotten the nitpickiness of writing and how much I enjoy turning phrases over and over until they flow just right. With the blog, it’s all just and whatever I want to say – a minor edit before publishing – but little finessing… Continue Reading “Validating identity is motivation enough.”