getting accepted isn't really the point, I'm challenging myself to invite critical comment.
When is blogger not a blogger? A runner not a runner? A writer not a writer? I've been soul searching about questions of my 'identity' for the last few weeks. With the positivity I've been encouraged to nurture I've concluded that, as long as I'm returning to any of these, that's enough to still 'be'.... Continue Reading →
A BOOK REVIEW - DIARY OF A BODY by DANIEL PENNAC I've read a couple of translated books recently. Having elected to only review books that have given me pleasure, I'm only mentioning one of them here. Quite possibly my problem with the other one is actually, well, MY problem, and not the book's. So... Continue Reading →
To be honest, I've used the phrase 'suspend disbelief' quite a lot recently, mostly in relation to books. Anyone who knew me 10 years ago or more would have certainly needed to suspend theirs if they'd been told I was going to run a 50 mile ultra marathon. Myself included! Well, I only went... Continue Reading →