A Month in a Writer’s Life – February & March 2018
The last two months blitzed by so quickly, my memories seem to be mostly a blur. Life happened, affecting my usual routine, and forcing me to combine my monthly post into a two-month summary.
The last two months blitzed by so quickly, my memories seem to be mostly a blur. Life happened, affecting my usual routine, and forcing me to combine my monthly post into a two-month summary.
Welcome to my Birthday Week during which I post random, interesting or embarrassing facts about myself. If you missed the yesterday’s introductory post, you can find it here. Today, though running a bit late, I’m going to tell you about the less glorious side of being Melfka: being a Klutz.
Welcome to my Birthday Week during which I post random, interesting or embarrassing facts about myself, and today and today I have something writing-related.
Welcome to my Birthday Week during which I post random, interesting or embarrassing facts about myself. If you missed the introductory post, you can find it here. If you didn’t, sit back and read all about my earrings love.
My birthdays have always been the “me” time. I can count on the fingers of one hand the few events I could consider my “birthday parties”, but I never really minded it. Each year I’ve tried to schedule time off school (which also meant skipping the lectures of university when I could) or off work, and did whatever sparked my fancy. Which, mostly, mean doing nothing, playing video games, or trying that weird cake recipe. My birthday was always the day I celebrated surviving yet another year, and becoming if not smarter, then at least more experienced when it comes …