I’m currently penning a scene where a woman describes growing up in an adopted family. The writing’s not exactly flowing tonight, probably not helped by frequent live podcasting
Did I mention I leave Wellington in twelve days? My six months here is nearly up. I’ll be heading to London via Los Angeles, where I’ll be spending five sunny days with Karen, driving up to San Francisco so I can “get all my gay out”.
When I arrive at Heathrow, Elizabeth, Christopher, Charlie and my sister Amber will be there to meet me. Apparently I owe them money.