As a kid I was a bit of an amateur astronomer. I was obsessed by the winter constellations and by Orion in particular. I would often go out on cold November and December nights with my trusty binoculars to look at the stars and especially Orion's...
The skies are full of ancient apocryphal stories. There are no new stories under the sun. Only retellings. But that is just fine. And that is the task of a writer. New and unique retellings. But the stories in the skies are a fantastic library of...
And a woman is not old until she decides she’d like to learn hip-hop dancing, and finds a video on YouTube, and immediately realises that ship has sailed. Just saying.
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