Day Thirty-Six… Diary panic

35 words. I’d just got started when I saw a tweet from Tom Fletcher (the writer, not the McFly guy) about Hulme, Manchester and remembered I had to be in Hulme too, later in the day, to have my photograph taken and to read a bit from my novel at an event organised by the […]

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Day Thirty-Two… Lovey Day

621 words. Zac (2) opened the curtains at 6 a.m. and looked at me, crumpled into my bed like something that had fallen from the sky, before declaring, eyes wide, hand outstretched, trying to convince me: ‘Lovey day!’ He was right, though. It was, and is, a lovely day. A friend tweeted that he had […]

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