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February 28th 2016 Today I had a vacillating relationship with technology. On the drive back from a weekend in Bournemouth the Sat Nav app on my friends phone and led us to make a wrong turn, which sent us the … Continue reading Laptop
February 28th 2016 Today I had a vacillating relationship with technology. On the drive back from a weekend in Bournemouth the Sat Nav app on my friends phone and led us to make a wrong turn, which sent us the … Continue reading Laptop
February 27th 2016 Today I’ve road tripped to Bournemouth with a group of work friends to celebrate a 22nd birthday. It’s 8pm. I’ve just woken up from a nap, I have a cup of hotel coffee to accompany me, and … Continue reading Bournemouth
February 26th 2016 Today I continued editing my novel and was shocked at how quickly time passed when I did so. I left the house at 12, and knew I started work at 5. I wanted to edit for a … Continue reading Coffee
February 25th 2016 Today, and for the past few days, I actually enjoyed the editing part of the novel writing process. I finished my first draft years ago, and since then I’ve chipped away at the edit by reading through … Continue reading Draft
February 24th 2016 Today I lost my memories. But then I found them again. Let me explain. I went travelling around Europe last summer, right? And every day I was away I took photos and videos to be edited into … Continue reading Backup
February 23rd 2016 Today kind of a lot happened but not enough of one single thing to warrant blogging about, so I’m just gonna ramble through it all. First, I went to golf with my grandad, as I do every Tuesday morning. His golfing partner, Chris, told us that his Dad had died last week. 94, he was. 94. Hell of an innings, my grandad said. Indeed. It shocked me that Chris seemed, kind of, okay with it. But he said to me “every time I’ve seen him for the last 5 or 10 years I’ve left thinking if it … Continue reading Innings
February 22nd 2016 Today I read aloud an excerpt from my novel to a group of half-strangers and then let them tell me everything that was wrong with it. And, to be fair, they didn’t say as many bad things … Continue reading Golden