Washing in, bins out – clearing the decks for a Writers’ Cave here tonight.
Feeling that experimenting with my characters’ interactions will bring me closer to resolving an impasse.
First day of spring and a deliciously decadent bicycling-writing-café crawl.
Remembering to Enquire Within as I head of into the chilly night for the Writers’ Cave.
On Knocklofty with a big bag of oranges, and thinking about re-emerging from the Surge.