My mother dug this out from some box of keepsakes. It's my work, but has no date. How can I have known what life as a writer was like at such an early age? I mean this could be an illustration for Hamsun's Hunger or Dostoyevsky's Notes from the Undergroun
Got up early this morning to tackle a bit of work - and that means pouring another cup is definitely on the agenda. And is anyone else super frustrated with the latest ig update? Trouble with tagging, replying to comments and when editing, half the time i
