Monthly Archives: November 2011
We’ve returned from an early Christmas with my parents: first, a week in and around Preston, visiting my grandfather, aunt and uncle, and close friends of the family; second, a long weekend in Cardiff, visiting K’s parents for their wedding … Continue reading
Between organizing a local event, being sidetracked for a day or two by writing here, and then going up north to visit my parents, I have indeed been completely sidetracked from my NaNoWriMo project. In a way, worrying about writing … Continue reading
Coeliac! Ain’t so bad, long as you don’t eat bread Coeliac! Don’t use wheat; try some buckwheat instead Eat what a coeliac eats (eat what a coeliac eats) ‘Cause coeliacs have always the nicest treats! Got to keep on oatcakes; … Continue reading
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe; She had so many children she didn’t know what to do. Perhaps she’ll die.
NaNoWriMo is not universally loved, even among those taking part. Certainly I’ve found that the big problem with it is one of guilt: that when I want to write something, that isn’t NaNoWriMo, I feel like I ought to be … Continue reading
Let’s please all promise to stop quoting this, and all variations on it: Never ascribe to malice that which is adequately explained by incompetence. (link) When people drag out Bonaparte’s (or Hanlon’s if you like) tedious old canard about malice … Continue reading