Moving on...

My dissertation is completed, bound and in Wales. Bar the shouting, then, my Masters is finished. It's a strange feeling to be suddenly without that niggling guilt that I'm not doing something I should be doing!

Thoughts return to writing. I recently took part in a PetchaKucha evening and was introduced as a published author. It's not something I've considered myself to be in a good while. And there have been subsequent hits on my website and on Amazon...