I suppose that’s an impossible wish. I don’t want to talk about my excuses. They’re nothing much. I’m on my way to a hockey game in Ontario right now, and I’m hoping to get a few hundred words done while I’m there.
écrire en liberté
Musings through the journey of writing my first novel
writing, writers, & worlds (of my own making)
of Faith, Fantasy, and the Fantastical
Uncovered Myself One Pound at a Time; Discovering Myself One Day at a Time
Writing and life. Life and writing.
Where's my gear?