Last night in Sydney : Love Love Love ❤ (at Rushcutters Bay)
A flock of birds fly up from an enclosed courtyard in Old Havana, December 1987.Photograph by James L. Stanfield, National Geographic
I just managed to wipe 13 weeks of my creative folio from my laptop. So here’s part of a miserable piece I wrote a while ago because I’m feeling pretty fucking miserable 💻🔫
"The writer’s job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them."