Baz Baron

I’ll put class 2 up on Monday, then.

I am also being a bit lax in the commenting and writing exercises part, but will aim to be more active on it shortly.

Works for me. I’ve got my journal ready, just haven’t written in it yet! But a step in the right direction.

All OK here – finding the time to do the writing is hard at the mo, so I need to work on that, but the timings aren’t unachievable. Just that my life needs to calm down!! When does Class 2 go up?

I’m a bit of a sleeping partner in this; not fully committed, so will dip in and out, attempting to keep to time structure and maybe lax in commenting.

Ta all! The substance in question was, I believe, CBD oil; two gents were having a very animated discussion about setting up in business to supply it.

@Raine – I am a death-dreamer, too! I’ve been shot, drowned, stabbed – really weird to feel my life ebbing away in the dream.

I think the forced thing is definitely due to the fact that I try to…[Read more]

I shall get my reflections together in the next couple of days. My IRL writing group is reading at a local festival thing tomorrow night, and I seem to have lost my multitasking skills…

With regards to the next seminar, can we share thoughts on how it’s gone so far over the next few days.

If everyone is good with it, we can start the next…[Read more]

Read your dialogue soon after a trip to Mull. Wish I had the memory to write down what I hear i passing. And your ‘I remember blue tiles and the smell of drains and old food.’ sums it up; as you say above, you only need a couple of telling details.

And this a long ago piece deliberately adopting a Neolithic voice:

Always an edge to beware, to be aware of.

First at Liddle had been slabs, as thick as three of her three-year fingers, flat patterned stone, hard and often sharp when new, both separating bed from bed and on which they lay, degree of comfort dependent on the depth and newness of…[Read more]