This is SO happening!
Courtesy of the uber-talented nane press, our first real wedding item is whisking it’s way to us now. Let the count down begin!
The woes of the privileged
Once upon a time I wrote a story. It got published in an anthology. (I was pretty excited.) Now my publisher wants to print a limited edition novella of my story. Not the whole anthology, just my story. On its own. My name on the front cover. So far, this is all rather fairy-tale-ish. And … Continue reading
The Name Game
When the conversation eventually turns to wedding business it is telling to see who asks what I will wear and who asks if I will change my name. Names are so important. I relish place names with odd provenance. I make up names for characters in books I will never write. I cherish the sounds … Continue reading
Farewell, bonny Scotland…
So. We’ve packed up and shipped out. All our worldly possessions are in the back of Ollie. We’ve traveled 1200 miles in a week. Suffice it to say internet-time is at a minimum. So for now I leave you with this: After 8 years and 10 months in Scotland, as we drove our winding way … Continue reading
Solstice
You know when you float on your back in the lake, when your ears submerge and the noisy world is still there but all watery and subdued and far away? I sometimes get this sort of feeling around midsummer (and without necessarily going in the lake either). Everything slows down and the world is somehow … Continue reading
Old [Fictional] Friends
Do you have stories that never get old? No matter how many times you hear them they still feel alive? They can rekindle a sinking heart or augment delicious indulgences, but always prove stalwart companions. Must be some type of magic. And today, as I sold off our books — we’ve shed several hundred so … Continue reading
The Hermitage Anew
This morning I went for a walk through the Hermitage. I often do when I’m feeling hemmed in and cranky. I’ve probably walked it a hundred times. This little woodland nature reserve, replete with babbling stream and mossy Hobbiton-esque rocks, has been my reprieve ever since I moved to this city. It’s my perfect mix … Continue reading
Sea & Sky
There is this famous cliche claiming the Eskimo language has a hundred, or a thousand, words for snow. Which is quite silly since there is no “Eskimo language”. Perhaps the declaration refers all Eskimo-Aleut languages and dialects generally? Besides, English has dozens of words for snow, if you count things like blizzards, flurries, drizzles, sleat, … Continue reading
The Beginning of Goodbye
I have been delinquent, but dear reader, I have cause! After all my fussy griping and limbo doldrums, Life has moved into the fast lane. So fast, in fact, I can’t be warbling on the internet this morning as there are far too many things to be doing which are super uninteresting but Very Important. … Continue reading
The Waiting Game
As you may have gathered, we are in a holding pattern. We filed the paperwork for Bean and I to move to America back in October. It’s six months later and we haven’t heard anything. Whenever we do, it will only be for the government to authorise medical exams, interviews and Phase II of this … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 