Chill, November… #humor #NaNoWriMo #BonfireNight
Pre-Covid, my neighbors in our little village would gather on the beach to celebrate Guy Fawkes day and Bonfire Night. …
Pre-Covid, my neighbors in our little village would gather on the beach to celebrate Guy Fawkes day and Bonfire Night. …
[Halloween excerpt from Life Begins When The Kids Leave Home And The Dog Dies] ◆◆◆ I used to be a …
What to do on a Scottish island on an autumn weekend? What did you do last weekend?
The new WTF (Where’s The Ferry?) T-shirts are here! ⛴ ?? ⛴ ?? ⛴ ?? ⛴ ?? ⛴ ?? ⛴ …
It’s not like I’ve never seen incredible toilets. A friend and I once sneaked into the Gents at the Madonna Inn in …
Goodreads author pages have a feature I never remember to look at. But basically, readers can ask authors questions. Today, …
Okay, we get it. Writers are screwed. Over the past year and a half, it’s everywhere. People keep emailing/texting/posting links …
Sadly, this isn’t a new story. Just a new name. Calling on women to stop being victims has never worked. …
“A demonstration,” said the text. “Bring a poster and wear black.” See, that’s what happens when you seriously annoy people …
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