Ignited by autumn Trees burst into flame; Leaves turn shades of ochre, Rose, russet and copper. Through the early morning Greyness of fog and mist Trees and shrubs are burning, As if they have been kissed By the rising sun.
Day: October 22, 2015
Which Witch?
Which witch Has sleepless nights Worrying about The who and why And how Did she end up a witch? Was she bad? Was she trouble? Was she magic? Come Halloween She would know All the answers. ~ I already have ideas for another novel, taking one of the characters in The Haunted Tide and putting […]
The Point of Punctuation (or Blame it on the Christians)
in ancient greece eloquent persuasive speech trounced written language words were written in a continuous stream to perfect rhetoric to recite in public written words had to be to read over and over again until aristophanes had a dream of annotating and relieving the unbroken stream with dots of ink to mark each pause and […]
writing in north norfolk 