Author Archives: memoirsofahusk
Food, inglorious food
I’m resting my broken wrist (and imagination) for the next few weeks. Well, as much as I can. The recent editing of 99,000 words of fiction down to 88,000, in two weeks, took its toll. I am also confined to … Continue reading
A graveyard’s cure
Our local cemetery is about a third of the way between our house and the nearest shops. It’s a beautiful place. Serene. Full of love and grief, of stories barely told. Today, of necessity walking to the shops, thanks to … Continue reading
I walk into the upholsterer’s shop. A pair of pointy black leather men’s shoes stands, as if the owner disintegrated, like the witch the house fell on in the wizard of Oz. ‘Your shoes?’ I ask the man behind the … Continue reading
Watch your language!
My last post was so unsuccessful I’ve decided to post another picture. Enjoy this: Over and out. I have work to do. 🙂
Sweet, or soft?
Updated again (more haste less speed)… I’m posting a couple of pictures today, as a vehicle for telling you I’m going to hibernate from blogging – and reading other bloggers’ words – for the next two weeks or so. I … Continue reading
Me too? This must stop
Please forgive this deeply personal post – it’s been fermenting a long time and now is the time to post it, if ever. It’s longer than my usual pieces – but shorter than it could have been by many miles. … Continue reading
Chocolate, a castle, a cake fit for a princess – and Moomins
Chocolate I haven’t been eating for some time. And I really don’t miss it. Castles are just an occasional treat – well, I do love a good ruin. And though I rarely have cake, the mere sight of a good … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 