Born around Christmas time I narrowly, yet mercifully, avoided the name Noel.
I’m into music, short stories, ancient history, traveling and anything else of interest, and I spend way too much time daydreaming to get much done where I ‘work’.
I hope to retire at the earliest possible opportunity, move to a quiet spot on the Costa Brava, and spend my time ruminating, drinking gin and catching the occasional fish, but in the meantime I intend to bore you all to tears with inane postings, reviews, links and general, banal observation.
PS – I doubt I’ll catch that many fish. My enthusiam way outstrips my ability in that department, but I need an excuse to stand on the shore an gaze out to sea without appearing insane.
If your enthusiasm for writing outstrips your ability, which is quite welcomingly interesting, nobody would be complaining!
No complaints yet – then again I’ve been censoring myself quite a lot.
Give it a week or two till I take off the filter between my brain and what I type, then we’ll see…