Welcome to my blog!
There’s no such thing as an ordinary person.
I passionately believe in that.
I’m pretty ordinary myself. Thirties, married, average height, average weight. I get up, I get online, I go to work, I come home, cook, eat, write and sleep. But I’ve also proposed marriage over a prawn curry cooked on the shores of Ennerdale Water, climbed mountains in an icelandic wool poncho and played extreme tag in the African bush.
Many of my stories play with this theme, that an ordinary person might be going about the business of their life until something happens, something changes… and changes their whole world.
They become heroes.
3 Comments:
Or you drive a Mini, which can whip round corners faster than a whore's knickers coming off.
You know, I so should have used that line for Joanna. ;-)
(Your line, not the whore's knickers line. I don't think M&B would allow discussion of prostitutes' underwear.)
Hey, I bet they would take it... ggg
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