Thank you, Mr. M
I had an English teacher in high school who assigned the class an essay every week. It could be a reaction to a poem, novel or analysis of a particular literary movement we were studying at the time. Sometimes they were creative, but nine times out of ten they were objective and thematic in nature. I recall staying up into the wee hours every Wednesday evening scrambling to finish my 3-4 pages with some semblance of wit, style and clever understanding of the subject matter. This is before the days of mobile phones, tablets and individual laptops’s when (gasp!) work was actually hand written, and so understandably word count targets dismissed in favour of pages written. I say this but in reality my mum would often stay up with me, sipping tea watching...
Back to school
Alright. This is it. No more dithering, stalling, delaying or faffing about. It’s a new month, (ok, belatedly eight days into the new month. See? It’s chronic), and time to get back on the wagon. Project Two Pennies is back in full swing. For anyone confused, Two Pennies is the name of my book (see my About page for a teaser). The summer months kept me busy filling days with play-dates, Gambado, Starbucks and the beach, I’m honest with myself (and isn’t that what this blog is all about?) despite the guilt of failing to devote much quality time toward the book, part of me secretly relished the convenient excuse it provided to leave writing for another day. I make lists. To-do lists. You know laundry, dishes, order Waitrose...
