Off on a little bike adventure to see if it will shake up a few insights.

Walking and thinking, and trying to get unstuck with my writing.

An extended walk to give my arms a rest before the Writing Cave tonight.

Peeling off commitments and preparing myself for some deep burrowing.

I woke up so full of the joys of autumn this morning that I made an impromptu podcast even though it is no-podcast Friday.

Clearing the decks so that I can tilt myself towards my writerly retreat next week.

Taking you for a walk on Knocklofty and trying to nudge myself into focusing on my Surge week.

Celebrating the change of season with chestnuts roasted on an ozpig fuelled by gumnuts, and settling into my writing month.

A time change and a sense of a writerly season emerging after the hiatus of easter and grandoffspring.

Flopping on my sofa after a beautiful but exhausting day of cleaning, egg-hunting and visiting.