The weather has been absolutely gorgeous here this week, and today is forecast to be beautiful again, so I'm going to the seafront to read a book. Meanwhile, here's a link to every post I've written that mentions the seafront - complete with poems! How's that for laziness?
R is for Revision
Revise revise revise. Yesterday's post had 22 revisions. Yup. TWENTY-TWO. Why so many? Because the rhythm was off. Perhaps because I started out as a poet, or perhaps because I honed my craft for radio, or perhaps because I now sing and make music as well, for me as a writer, if it ain't got... Continue Reading →
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Q is for Quiet
I love night's quiet. When I lived in Budapest, I loved walking home late at night. The song of rigó birds filled the air as I climbed the stairs from the river to the top of the Castle District where I'd pause to admire the view of the Danube and the lights of Pest; then... Continue Reading →
Alison Amazed 