I’m a writer that just doesn’t write

I have always wanted to write.¬† My childhood was a combination of Enid Blyton, Judy Blume, the¬†wonderful Alice in Wonderland and every Ladybird book I could get my hands on.   At the age of 13 I was given a dilapidated typewriter and over the next three years I wore out the ribbon with possibilities.... Continue Reading →

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