Tagging Marlarky

Now, I don’t usually subscribe to this tagging wotsits that is abound on the interweb, but by the tone of my previous post, you can see I’m being a tad reflective of late. So why not? Apparently, this thing works by me being  among the first 11 people to write a comment on a friends blog…

Less Than A Grain Of Sand

I began this blog to talk mostly about my exciting adventures into the world of writing. I’m not a great writer or a great anything truth be told. I’m very mediocre. I’m not fishing for compliments either – I have a solid idea of my self worth and that’s actually okay. I am less talented…

Expression is Vanity

Expression is vanity, I’ve come to conclude. I’m writing this blog – who for? If it was just for myself, then I’d stick with the paper diary and hide it under something large and unmanageable. So why publish stuff for the public to see? Is it because I believe that for some reason, my life…

Such a Wastral

I’m such a wastral right now. Is that even a word? Wastral. It is now. It means wasting something. And I have. Time. I need to get some writing done, but I keep getting the feeling that I’m chipping away at the same bit of the rock face. You know? Going over the same bit…