In the early hours of the 4th of January 2022, my world stopped making sense. There had been a few uneasy moments a couple of days before. Dad’s neuralgia had gotten far worse. He couldn’t eat or speak without shocks leaping through him. He’d had to spend New Year’s Day in hospital, having blood tests and being told it was time to start taking newer, stronger painkillers. On the Sunday, however, he’d called and we’d talked. He’d been fine. He’d been better. Monday saw even more improvements, from what I’ve been told since.
Read MoreI’m not posting this anywhere. I’m not promoting this (ha, ha) anywhere. I’m just putting this blog up on my site to see if anyone notices it.
You can’t be surprised if this sounds needy or egotistical. It’s a blog!
Read MoreIt won’t be a long one this week. It can’t be. It’s been a long week. It’s been a tough week. Last Saturday, after spending a thoroughly brilliant day at a wedding, Sam and I got back to our hotel and logged online to find out one of our closest friends had died.
Read MoreDeath is a neat little premise on the page. It’s whittled down to a tame plot point. It can be moved within the chronological order of things or simply used as a catalyst. It doesn’t even need to happen at the front of the stage. It can happen in the wings. It can happen before the audience have taken their seat.
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