We Rose Up Slowly: A review
Some weeks ago, I started reading a collection of short stories by local writer Jon Gresham. Here is a short review of the title We Rose Up Slowly. To be a clown or a father? One man makes his choice but has to face the repercussions on his deathbed. What don’t we know about the kind lady in the neighbourhood who takes care of other’s cats when they are on holiday? How far would you for love, would you perhaps ride a bicycle into the sea at East Coast? These are some of the
Week 7
So tis pre-crunch time again. Which in some ways is worse than the actual crunch time because anticipaton and anxiety are the mothers of misery. On top of that settling into a new routine is actually very stressful. I've always thought of myself as an independent woman. I have my own circle of amazing friends and my own goals and passions that have kept me busy. Which is why I was surprised by how upset I was when G flew off to the UK. And my closer friends will know that it
