Sunday, Finding self
We shared our breakfast in silence as usual. We split the newspaper, YOU had the news, I read the arts; YOU had coffee, I drank tea. It was Sunday with […]
We shared our breakfast in silence as usual. We split the newspaper, YOU had the news, I read the arts; YOU had coffee, I drank tea. It was Sunday with […]
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