My knack
I wasn’t really doomed, didn’t have the knack, to solder, disassemble or to build a boat I wasn’t doomed to be an engineer until I slipped, and slide ruled into […]
I wasn’t really doomed, didn’t have the knack, to solder, disassemble or to build a boat I wasn’t doomed to be an engineer until I slipped, and slide ruled into […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis