The butterfly effect
I hate travelling with Matt. He’s late again; I’m boiling inside as the stewardess closes the door right behind him. While he makes his way down the aisle to his […]
I hate travelling with Matt. He’s late again; I’m boiling inside as the stewardess closes the door right behind him. While he makes his way down the aisle to his […]
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