An editor, writer, mum, wife, substitute pancreas for my type 1 diabetic daughter, and supposedly also a person, I’m trying to do it all.
I suspect I’m failing.
Join me for your amusement, while I fall on my face. I’m hoping I might work a couple of things out along the way, through the constructive use of interpretive dance, judicious ranting, and the throwing of really big words at really small children. It confuses them and they freeze. Try it.
There will be wine. Oh yes – there will be wine. xx