Dice rolling. Keyboard mashing. Story telling.
Bubbles of thought, captured and translated to words.
So I’m off to Melbourne for a few days and I’m going to have a good time. I thought I was off to a bad start when I endured my first rotten Uber experience, but hopefully that has not set the tone for the rest of the trip.
Looking forward to getting some writing done.
My birthday came and went a couple of weeks ago. I was showered with many wonderful gifts from various people: several varieties of chocolate and lollies, one litre of Captain Morgan, a board game (Quantum, for those who wish to know) and several books. I even got vouchers for a surfing lesson for two. All very nice things and well thought out, as they all appealed to my tastes.
Writing is one of the hardest things I have ever attempted, and it’s for a number of reasons.
Gaming has always had a special place in my life. I started early with family board games and can recall many tantrum filled episodes of Monopoly, expletive riddled Scrabble and whodunit nights of Cluedo.