I don’t hate Mondays
Today the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. The first snow. I had slept well but woke up at five, and unable to sleep any more I […]
Today the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. The first snow. I had slept well but woke up at five, and unable to sleep any more I […]
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