No one else to blame
After we released the first of seals, the fossil beast of white was loose. The sky was pale and from the sea we heard the waters groan. The first of […]
After we released the first of seals, the fossil beast of white was loose. The sky was pale and from the sea we heard the waters groan. The first of […]
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