I came home yesterday from a brief trip to Picton and sailing in the Queen Charlotte Sounds. Its such a beautiful tranquil place, full of bird call, enough breeze to do some sailing, and enough sunshine to keep us warm.
Well, its a bit of an overstatement really. The weather wasn’t wild in Wellington, but apparently it was in my hometown, with flooding and general mayhem. I’m rather pleased that I missed that weather event, especially the wind. A few
I have a story I have been working on for ages. And I mean ages. Its a great story, one I really love, but it keeps stalling. And it seems to stall at the same point every time. And it
Often, as a write, we struggle to find the time to sit down and write. Or we get a new document up, and then stare at a blank page, wondering what to write. Or you could be like me and
Its been a while since my depression reared its ugly head. I nearly managed a whole year after my marriage implosion before it decided to come knocking. In February I wondered what was wrong with me. I could feel myself
I love going to my writers group once a month, on a Saturday. It’s always encouraging to catch up with the girls and walk away feeling inspired to work. Once, I used to meet up with a couple of them