Thursday morning, in New Zealand
sitting on a coffee
waiting on some words
From thee, to me
A mea culpa, please hold firm
I wait, I wait
A man, unlocked, turned up in words
How Not to Write a Novel
Things I write while not writing
Thursday morning, in New Zealand
sitting on a coffee
waiting on some words
From thee, to me
A mea culpa, please hold firm
I wait, I wait
A man, unlocked, turned up in words
How Not to Write a Novel 
Sitting on a coffee is something I can relate to on a wet miserable day here in the Bay.
It’s rainy all over! Peak procrastination 🙂