Write 4 a Day & Brigadoon

There’s something wrong with my brain. It’s seldom short of ideas. I’m always grabbing for my notebook to write down something new that’s occurred to me while walking, driving, teaching, taking a shower (why is that always a great place for ideas?) or whatnot. And more times than is practicable, I do something with those…

NoirCon, Brigadoon, Writerage, and Two Hard Boiled Eggs

I realise I never got around to finishing the write up of Noircon. Life intervened. There was that September that would never leave! And then the October that barely shouted hello as it scarpered past. And now we’re past the midpoint of November and eek! So much to be done — thus, I need to…