I made the snap decision on Saturday morning that I would have another go at quitting smoking. It's been nearly a year since my brother and my last failed attempt. As before I'm telling myself that I'm allowed to smoke on special occasions because that worked for me before and didn't hinder my attempts to stop smoking day-to-day. My main trigger ( Read more... )

Today, I come wielding photos. Under the first cut is a picture of me I took earlier. I thought it might make it easier for those of you going to Hub to spot me.

Under the second cut is a picture of my latest knitted creation.

( ME!! )

I've been smoke free for 31 days and I'm absolutely gagging for a cigarette. Before I gave up completely, I'd cut down to only a few fags very late at night, but now I'm craving ALL DAY. This is not a good sign ( Read more... )

Dexter!!


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The first draft of the new Grief Counseling story is complete. Holy moly, that took a long time. 27,000 words and I'm rather pleased because for a first draft it's turned out rather well. Yays ( Read more... )

I thought I was having a rough few days and then I opened my copy of The Colour Purple and realised no, I was not. Sometimes I just need perspective.

I'm way behind on emails and struggling to catch up so apologies for that. The good news is the new Grief Counseling one-shot is nearly done. Yays. It's gone a tad epic (is 'a tad epic' even possible ( Read more... )