on writing
I woke up this morning at 2:30 A.M. and couldn't go to sleep after that. I tried to read as that usually gets me back into sleep mode but no such luck today. So I threw off the covers at close to 4 A.M. and
life, unadulterated
D has decided today to stay up until the clock turns 00:00. KrA is lying next to D, and at this rate the grown-up will fall asleep way before the little one does. Every day is a new adventure in this part of the world. And because yesterday was
tales for dreamers
When you look to mischievous boards to tell you a story, they may not always do so in the right order.
on writing
A very short post today because I'm pretty sure I'd otherwise fall asleep right here, right now. I also don't mind keeping this short because I managed to do a few fiction writing sprints earlier in the day, along with playtime with D, running
life, unadulterated
It's almost 5 P.M. and I've only just switched on the computer for the day. Been completely knackered since morning, a result of yesterday's shot [https://thedreampedlar.com/free-writing-just-another-brick-in-the-wall/]. Entirely expected. What I didn't expect was how much I'd
life, unadulterated
I got my second shot. And no, it wasn't AstraZeneca this time. I opted for an mRNA vaccine. Given that everything is a crapshoot anyway, I decided to go with the expert recommendation currently prevalent in the country and chose a different shot to be injected into me.
life, unadulterated
It's past 9 P.M. and not a single soul is asleep at home. Thanks to an afternoon nap, D is wide awake, and we went down for a 'late-night' snack just now as his little tummy was growling. He was so excited about it. "
life, unadulterated
It was awfully hot today. Give me the cold anytime, but the heat has become unbearable. Surprisingly, I did manage to get in my words today after a walk after a fun morning session of drawing funny pictures with D. We were inspired by a book called The Pencil [https:
life, unadulterated
Today was grand. The first thing I did after waking up (being woken up by D) in the morning at six was heading down to play with him. We spent a good two hours playing, following which KrA headed down and whipped up some yummy breakfast. Normally, I'd
life, unadulterated
Instead of looking at non-writing days as non-productive days, I'm going to rename them as 'family days' or 'rest days'. Because those are pretty much the two reasons I struggle to get to the writing computer. I suppose I should also have Internet-days then
tales for dreamers
How could you possibly play with unlikely playmates and toys that are entirely the wrong size?
life, unadulterated
This is one of those days when I get to say, "Wow! Where did the day go?" KrA was still unwell. I ditched my morning walk so that D and I could ride our bikes a long, long way away to the nearest Fortinos. And boy! I can&