Just to say…

sweetpeas from my garden in a small jar of water

I'm still here, beavering away with pen and notebooks, typing up multiple drafts of assembled words which might pass as 'stories' (or, more accurately, beginnings of stories) and printing them out to re-write and edit, collecting many reams of paper in the meantime. In 2020, my aim was to write fiction again, rather than poetry,… Continue reading Just to say…