Easter is not a writing day
Another beautiful day, sun streaming through my window on the 21st floor of the Elan building in downtown Sydney, warming my back. What can I say? Tonight, I'm going out
This is my blog about trying to write a novel. It’s a chronicle of my slow painful evolution from investment banker to writer. It’s about my love of the imagery and ideas in the best fiction which speak to our spirit, to our deepest humanity. It details the ins and outs of writing, the moments of despair and the moments of bliss. It’s a diary of my soul, but I hope that it amuses you. I do it for my therapy. Because I can’t afford a therapist anymore, now that I’m a writer.
Another beautiful day, sun streaming through my window on the 21st floor of the Elan building in downtown Sydney, warming my back. What can I say? Tonight, I'm going out
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