Cathairs, the universe and everything

If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft, And from thy slender store two loaves al one to the e are left, Sell one , and with the ...

You were certain it was dead. You were on the way to put some money in the atm of the bank to be able to buy something on Monday. I...

And I was worried that there are not enough women in my novel. Yeah, right. And suddenly, KABOOM! women everywhere. And not just your gard...

I finished with chapters ten and eleven. I feel exhausted. I have been working on them for the past two weeks or so. I tend to treat every...

I wonder why the so-called alternative sites (see Vampire Freaks) are full of emo teenagers with fringes? I haven't got anything ag...

It was nice knowing you. Right now I feel the left side of my face like one big frozen burger. Oh well, nothing to worry about. And th...

I am writing. I am constipated, have discovered an impressive cavity in my (last) wisdom tooth, the floor of my room has absorbed mois...

It is more than welcome, although it comes out in an unusual way. Old characters are re-introduced in my head and sometimes I am not sure ...

Your father never allowed you to learn the violin. "You will not," he had said, his voice dripping scorn, "learn to pla...

Today is the first day my face in the mirror looks familiar again. I haven't a clue why. I saw you in my sleep last n...

Ugh, perhaps I should have slept earlier yesterday... But I was busy re-reading America Gods, which is both brilliant and boring, Watchm...

It is indeed. I understand nothing. I have an authority problem. I have issues. I also have many cats. I want to go and hide s...

Ha, ha, ha. I have been looking for this everywhere. by Neil Gaiman (from  the book American Gods) “I can believe that things are t...