The desire to write oozes out. Fingers quiver; heart flutters. I picked up a style guide this evening. I wanted to read. I was overcome by the urge to write. It’s a Sunday. I thought I would leave this day a family day. You know, be present today, write tomorrow. Couldn’t resist. Today consisted ofContinue reading “Call it goat.”
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There’s rain today.
Espresso in hand, rain tapping away outside, cold floor under foot. I am ready to write. The first coffee of the day is one of the best. It is essentially the only coffee of the day. All the rest that follow are maintenance cups. I try to keep it to two cuppa a day. IContinue reading “There’s rain today.”
The Traveller's Typewriter 