“Literature is a toil and a snare, a curse that bites deep.” Or so said D.H. Lawrence. Which gives me some comfort, because I seem to be doing all I can to avoid my writing, this morning. I’ve spent the last couple of hours brewing a Shitake Beef Stew that will be consumed tonight. I’ve …
In the year that I’ve been struggling with my novel I’ve learned to recognize the time-wasters that capture my interest so readily. I can smell them coming down the hall. So when the idea for this blog “popped into my head,” I detected the subtle metallic odour of the time-waster almost immediately.
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