So you know how I always keep moaning about the fact that I spend too much time running and then I’m tired and can’t come up with story ideas and have nothing to write down and than spiral into a red-wine fueled misery-machine?
Well I’ve solved it.
I’ve put together another blog called The Write Runner.
I have no idea how long it’ll last for but it does afford me a number of new and exciting opportunities, such as:-
Writing in a new font with a new theme!
Adding random pictures of scenery!
Wittering on about running stuff!
Falsely convincing myself that all writing is good writing and that if I write about anything at all – even running – I might get my story mojo back!
If you do decide to take the plunge and click on the link you will, of course, have my undying* gratitude (*subject to me becoming undead).
In other news, despite my lack of official output I have been scribbling lots of ideas.
Ok, a few.
And that’s not even counting the epic adventures of Eric The Sausage-Eating Squirrel (he has a nut allergy) or Fernickety the Caterpillar Wizard (he lives on a mushroom).