Sunday Rain

This morning it’s raining, so it’s quiet. This means that the people fighting outside the pub late last night aren’t on the streets, and if it keeps raining they’ll stay home instead of coming out to nurse their hangovers or renew the argument. The birds are still tweeting, so it must be warm enough, and … Continue reading Sunday Rain

Content 3

November 1 November always used to be my favorite month. The month of fogs, and mist, and shapes in the dusk that change and disappear as you stare into the grey air. There’s NaNoWriMo. Always a good month to write, sinking into ideas without some sunny distraction. So - some various thoughts on voice and … Continue reading Content 3