Last stop in the UK

My last call in the UK was to a writing friend.

We hadn’t made plans – beyond my going to hers overnight - but there was a touched upon agreement that it would involve wine, chocolate, wheat free food and pulses. 

It was perfect after the ‘messing with my head’ experience of the writing workshop. And, before I returned to the concrete jungle that is Bangkok, I filled my head with images of the countryside. Here are a few:

Picture postcard perfect:

Twitter Titter

I’ve given Twitter a go. I like being able to ‘talk’ with my writing friends but I had a bit of a meltdown when a stranger began to ‘follow’ me. Agggh, I thought, I have to say something intelligent.

I did what I do at parties: I stood in the corner and watched.

Then I began to follow someone who looked interesting and I saw she posted a snarky comment about ‘if you want me to follow you, you’ll have to tweet more than once.’

When I realised I really didn’t want (her) or anyone I didn’t know to follow me, I accepted hmmm, yeah; I think that’s a no to Twitter then.

But I haven't deleted my account; I’ve locked it and thrown out the three followers I had that I didn’t know and now I can check up on my friends and keep them up to date on the important stuff: like whether I settled for egg mayonnaise for lunch or tuna.

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I have written my review of Doug Worgul’s debut novel, Thin Blue Smoke (Macmillan New Writing.) I need to let it brew before I post it. Please do come back tomorrow and read it.