A late podcast as I head down to the cinema café to meet up with my in-the-flesh writers’ group.

A sultry day but feeling much more myself and engaging in some non-writing activity tonight.

A day of beauty and pain, disappointment and relief and surrendering myself to what is.

Returning to real life after my Surge week and rather missing its spaciousness.

Deeply grateful for the change in the weather as I enter into the Surge zone.

Bearing up to C34 and enjoying the shed as a dedicated writing place.

A sleepy day, sheets billowing in the sun, but finding it a little hard to focus.

A beautiful day for celebrating the 700th Mole Out Loud podcast.

Comforting myself with a Cambodian takeaway after a rather back-footed day.

Thinking about my Dad ten years after his death.