Today we did more work on the house. The skirting boards are now purple in almost every room up stairs. It will soon be time to move in. I know that this blog lacks any sort of direction but a direction is coming. My brother and I also clattered a wardrobe down the stairs. Luckily the stairs, my brother and I survived the experience, though we did take a small dent out of the wall.
This is a writer's blog so writing should form part of it. This evening was the adjudication of the short story competition at Cardiff Writers Circle. I didn't win. When I've had a chance to edit the story I will post it on this site.
The adjudicator was a lecturer at the University of Glamorgan, (where I go to univercity thought not one of my tutors). She was quite good, though not able to answer my question. And as is always contradicted what another tutor said. You have to write what they want to read.
"If the apocalypse comes, beep me" Buffy Summers.
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