Love is worth the risk
I travel. Sometimes I travel by boat, plane, or automobile. Sometimes I travel by book. Sometimes I explore the real world. This week I rambled back to Fenwick-on-Sea, and spent some time holed up in the Queen’s Barque Inn during a horrific storm off the North Sea. SHUDDER. The north east coast of England gets […]
I travel. Sometimes I travel by boat, plane, or automobile. Sometimes I travel by book. I spent this week exploring England’s east coast by ship through crashing waves and powerful winds, and attempting to reach Great Yarmouth by carriage over flooded roads. I was finally forced to put in at the Queen’s Barque in Fenwick […]
I spent last week alternately languishing after being vaccinated and editing. No progress at all, alas. Yesterday I was priming the pump–rereading, rewriting, and inching forward in The Value of Pity, and also reading more about women on the autism spectrum, like Athena. This Wednesday I offer a crumb from The Tender Flood, my story […]