Thanks to the people who think Small Wars should be made into a novel. I can’t as I don’t find the main character empathetic. As I was compulsively writing it, I found myself screaming at her.
I like women with cojones. Some years ago I was going to visit my mother. It was rush hour and there were two trains five minutes or less apart. I took the later train as it was an express. Continue Reading »
Stumble it!
