I kinda hate talking on the phone. But I have this one friend who I'd like see every day, and we actually phone each other, on actual phones, something like once a month. My Lobsister Emma deserves her own post (*waves*), but for now I shall use our recent conversation as a prologue, if you … Continue reading A London Weekend At The Twin Peaks UK Festival
'Isla, do you like America?' 'I love it.' 'Mumma used to live here.' 'Where? In the toilet?' We were in the bathroom. Although, she can be sarcastic, too. Not her fault. And I should say Isla and Neil were in the bathroom. I can't even fit myself in most accessible stalls, let alone go with … Continue reading Drinking Red Wine On Vacation
Seven years is a long time. Since my last post, people have been congratulating me on 7 years here. While I appreciate it, I haven't really done much with it in all those years. OK, so I got married and had a kid. There's that. But in terms of ass on seat, tell stories, and … Continue reading Like It Is
These are ALL THE BOOKS I acquired while in NY or at the airport on the way. Airport books: The Crow Girl by Erik Axl Sund, Killers of the Flower Moon by David Grann, and Not Working by Lisa Owens. The rest of these BEAUTIES were found at B&N where I wanted to spend ALL … Continue reading New York Book Haul
Hello! Picture it: A relaxed but working writer on her laptop in a coffeeshop. Sipping coffee and eating a complicated but delicious sandwich. Inspired by the coffee shop music of various conversations punctuated by random laughter and maybe some tears. Inspired by her coffee and her complicated but delicious sandwich. Setting the scene out the … Continue reading Where Everybody Knows Your Name?
We travel down to Edinburgh on Saturday and fly to New York on Sunday. Things have been a little hectic around here, but we are nearly ready to go. I'm looking forward to being on the plane. Planes are where I don't have to take any phone calls, charge any phones, or answer questions harder … Continue reading Finding Zen On An Ordinary Day
Today’s post was going to be about my ultimate stress-busters. A numbered list with keywords and phrases like What The Hell is Hygge? or Just Find Me, Google, Damn it! A (somewhat universal, but still rather personal) list that would garner such comments as: ‘Great post!’ b. ‘Your so funny!’ iii. ‘Can I have tea … Continue reading Driving Through Doors