Organisational Fail

Well, it happened. I knew it would happen. Not happy it happened. My organisational plan has had its first major failure. I missed my blog entry last Friday. So, I guess the first step is to work out why. Not excuses, but reasons. If I can't work out why it happened, I may not be... Continue Reading →

Time for a dose of Black Death

I'm really under the hammer at the moment so when I realised that it was Wednesday I almost panicked. What to share, what to share? It's a damp day here today - so what better than stuff on the plague! A great site to start with is Black Death: Facts and Summary from the History channel... Continue Reading →

More elimination – for now

Organisation day again. Although I am far better organised now, and I have eliminated some things, I have still found myself struggling to fit everything in. And I don't want to give any of it up - so what to do? Reluctantly, I have decided to, for now at least, put competitions on the back... Continue Reading →

Australia: My Country!

I could not let Australia Day go by without a post. And, for me, it still sticks with my Friday 'plan' - because I write what I write because of who I am and where I live. Firstly, let's get the elephant out of the room. There is a lot of controversy at the moment... Continue Reading →

If it doesn’t work, ditch it!

The organisation quest continues. One of my organisation goals was to increase my 'followers' on this blog and social media. But I found that I was spending a LOT of time concentrating on how to do that and not on what the whole idea was: constructive writing. So I have decided to give it a... Continue Reading →

How long is a short story?

Trying to work out some process for my (now) anthology of my historical fiction works based on the immigration journeys, and very early life in Australia, of my ancestors, I needed to work out just how long I could get away with for a short story. The way I put the work together relies on... Continue Reading →

What about young Edward?

I tend to feel a little sorry for Edward, the son of Henry VIII and Jane Seymour. He never knew his mother and his father died when he was only nine years old. And although he was king of England and Ireland, he never actually ruled in his own right: he died when he was only... Continue Reading →

More organisational stuff

Okay - I'm starting to get this organisational stuff done. I am happy to report that, except for a few little glitches called 'that is life', the diary schedules are working well. I have my Monday and Wednesday post themes started, and come Friday the first Friday themed post will appear. Fridays will be dedicated... Continue Reading →

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