This is something I’ve been meaning to write for about a year. Whenever I have done any sort of fiction writing in the past, I have always been stuck when it comes to creating character names. Whether short stories for school, my attempt at a novel and even script writing. To the point where I […]Read More The Characters of NOT YET
This is a long time between blogs. When you aim to do one weekly or sometimes, maybe, a fortnight later and then, suddenly, six weeks goes past. A big part of that is I wanted the next one to be a lot cheerier than the last. Let’s be honest, if they were all like that […]Read More The Bite Of The Big Black Dog
Stay strong! Stay Strong! STAY STRONG!!! Well sorry to all those who think this is what I HAVE to do. Right now I can not Stay Strong! Nor can I be strong. If you think I should then you best stop reading now to avoid disappointment. Some say we need to share our feelings and […]Read More The Dad Of The Girl With One Eyelash.
Through this horrible situation we have learnt not only how big some people hearts are but also the amazing organisations who are there to make sure the situation is as good as it possibly can be. I have so many thank you’s I want and need to send out that I’m hoping to remember them […]Read More The Amazingly Generous People Part One.
You never could possibly know exactly what is going on inside someone’s head. Their smile may only be a mask that they are showing to those who can see. Maybe even their smile no longer bothers to show as no one is looking anyway. Sometime the thoughts and emotions can travel to dark and very […]Read More Sometimes Someone Feels The Need To Thank You But You’ll Never Know That Maybe You Just Saved Their Life!
I was 17 when I got my first girlfriend. Unless you include the time that a girl named Snake that I had a crush on agreed to go out with me. Two days later I was admitted to hospital to have my appendix out and a week later, the day after I got out, she […]Read More The Long Distance Dad
Why is it the biggest laughs for my children is when their dad says “OW!” Especially when at their own hands, or feet, or hard plastic toy in their hands! Or the most dangerous and frightful item of all to all men. The solid forehead of a running three year old. What faulty part of […]Read More My Pain, Their Thrill
I started writing a blog in March of this year on a site that wasn’t so great for blogging. A very good friend who does a great blog called Raising Master Max put me onto this site. Much easier, thank you. So I thought I’d start this new site with my other first blog pasted across […]Read More The Blogging Begins