Open Journal #20

This last month I’ve slipped into being a bit of a recluse. Sleep broken by nightmares, half the night spent in the chat room or writing, and no real energy left for the outside world. Not that I had much desire to be around people anyway. The odd visitor to the house I could manage … Continue reading Open Journal #20 →

Open Journal #4

I like bits of language, cute little phrases especially ones that capture a feeling or make me laugh, and with an accent they are just delightful. Just about any phrase even just some words in Welsh. A northern English accent just lends itself to good dry delivery. I was once jokingly telling a younger guy … Continue reading Open Journal #4 →