I would spend every waking moment doing this…
Winslow Homer, The New Novel (1877).
if only I could.
The New Novel by Winslow Homer, 1877
A Small Press Life: Books. Art. Writing. Life. Tea.
Not just a blog, a philosophy
I would spend every waking moment doing this…
Winslow Homer, The New Novel (1877).
if only I could.
A Small Press Life: Books. Art. Writing. Life. Tea. 
You gotta put down the book to pick up the pen. And you can’t pick up the pen till you’ve had a think.
Side note: I’m using a limited dongle at the moment and won’t be able to read blogs for a while. There’s a limit and I’m saving it for MM and email. But I will, dear Maedez, be back.
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Exactly. Which is why I do not spend all of my free time reading, however tempting I find the prospect!
May your internet access get better soon. I look forward to your return when it does.
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Ahhh! How idyllic.
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I know, right? All that is missing is hot tea or scotch and I’d be set for hours…
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LOL!!
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Just keeping it real…
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