I post book reviews here. I also write fiction, but due to highly misguided ambitions of being professionally published, having fifteen minutes of fame, and then being thrown aside by the reading public like a used dishtowel, I probably won’t be posting much of that. There’s a distressing lack of dinosaurs and tigers in my recent work, despite the glorious image above.
I spent almost a quarter of an hour trying to think of a way to slip in here that a group of ferrets is called a business, but have come up with nothing subtle. There are wild businesses of tiny ferrets. This thought keeps me going in the darker moments of life.
My mum told me I was fast at typing back when I was twelve, so I’m a pretty big deal.
