Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

A day spent writing the final draft of my play. Fingers crossed. The director still might send me an email with suggested changes. On an non writing note, I walked my dog Titan, painted (by numbers only) and had my dinner cooked by my son. All a bit boring, but relaxing all the same.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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