Well, it’s hardly fair that teenagers get to hog all of this turbulent emotion, is it? After all, by 46, I’ve had far more years to store the stuff up, so I should be entitled to display it. This blog was meant to promote my book, but I can’t get the hang of publicity, it’s all too commercial for me. I’ll just try and use it for fun, although I do hope to get a bit of feedback and opinion to gain ‘enlightenment’. Ommmm!
Thanks to the trio who ‘liked’ my last post. It seems that the more passionate and frustrated that I become, the more people enjoy it! I’m not sure of the protocol involved here, so if you like my posts, just hang in there, I’ll like you back or follow you when I get the hang of this shit…Hey! who put that bloody christmas tree in my living room? More despair and anguish coming your way, but with a touch of humour for good measure.