Who do you think you are?

So, I am a writer. A Writer. Or just a writer…? Mr Stephen King says I am allowed to call myself a writer so that must be the correct term for it. In fact, he says that anyone who writes can and should call themselves a writer. It all depends on how you present it,

For the love of stationery.

(and yes, I did have to do the internet search of “stationery or stationary” just to make sure I got it right) I love stationery. I don’t think it’s just a writer thing – although I don’t know a writer who isn’t a little bit obsessed with the stuff. I was one of those kids

Duck off!

So, nothing really to do with writing, but I did have cause to use Fiverr the other day for the first time. I wanted a logo made and saw it as a good opportunity to try out the system before I get new covers for my books. We got off to a rocky start, Fiverr

Next chapter.

After all that writing every day I have taken a long break and allowed the brain to settle and reboot. Well, as much as it ever reboots! I’ve said many, many times that I don’t like to write every day and so this calm after the writing challenge storm is always the best feeling of

Leaping away from writing!

It’s leap day and that means it’s the last day of February and that means the writing challenge is over! I still have two plays to write today but I know what I want to write about – I just need to sit my arse down and get them written. Instead, I am writing this

Load of old…

Since I last blogged I have been keeping up to date with my writing challenge and I must say it is going very badly. I am writing every day but 98.5% of what I’ve written has been total shit. Excuse my language but there’s really no other way to put it – it has been

Catch up!

This morning I have repotted some plants, cleaned and hoovered the apartment, and caught up on my emails. I am also 3 days behind in my writing challenge. And I’m writing this… So, yes, Distracto Mode is very much engaged. Sigh. Since I last blogged I’ve written two plays about singing or inspired by a

I got better.

To quote Monty Python and The Holy Grail…I did indeed get better. I will always have the distraction of pain and brain fog but it comes and goes and for now, it has gone. Just as well because I’ve got to write a play every day and that is so far out of my comfort

Screaming into the fog.

Now that’s a dramatic title, isn’t it! ‘What on earth is going on now?’…I hear you ask. (or not – I don’t care – I’m going to tell you, either way, that’s the joy of blogging) It might be a dramatic sentence but it sums up the last few days. I’ve got Fibromyalgia and among

To do/Ta da

I love a to-do list. For a start, my brain works best when it is uncluttered and has some kind of order. If I feel like I’ve got most of the plates spinning and never really wanted the ones that are crashing to the floor anyway, that’s a good day. Half of my distraction from