Originally posted on Carrot Ranch Literary Community:
Scars By Irene Waters During October, the Rodeo, which was the brain child of Charli Mills from Carrot Ranch, gave us a wonderful opportunity to put ourselves outside our comfort zones by writing…
Fire’s on. TV’s on. Feet are up on the coffee table. The poor girl in ‘Don’t tell the Bride’ is going to hate what he’s preparing for her. And even if I am loving this moment there are still two … Continue reading
Heavens to Murgatroyd, I’ve been absent from this space for over two weeks. That’s the equivalent of two years in blog-time. And no, I haven’t been swimming in the Caribbean, nor skiing in the Alps. I haven’t been sent on … Continue reading
Remember, remember the month of November. It has different connotations for us all. Movember is moustache month for the guys (which reminds me that I really need to do something about my own dark stubble). They have a month to … Continue reading
For once the Lord is not to be thanked today, over here in the land of baguettes and days off galore. Usually he’s the one giving us a mid-week Sunday here, a welcome Friday at home there, or a random … Continue reading
Me, the scribbler
