A trust-fall back into the flow…..

Sometimes,  when I barrel into a block with my writing,  I wriggle free by doing this something that comforts loose the flow and I wonder if it’s an odd quirk of mine,  or do you do it too: list-making. I love lists. Sometimes the list becomes the thing. Like today,  when I’m trying to back…

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Of sinners, saints and seagulls…..

(Gosh,  I almost put out a cold tray of leftovers for you here again today because I’m scared silly to wrangle free the words stuck inside. But here goes. Because a bad beginning is better than no beginning at all) My life is a small one, as lives here are generally measured. My jobs have…

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