One person’s salad is another person’s compost

I like to draw little pictures, cute characters, rows of houses, chickens and farm animals. Doodles really. My friend said they would look great on a tea towel or a mug and people would buy them. It’s true, they probably would look cute on a mug or a tea towel. Except that I would no longer enjoy drawing them. I instinctively know it would be too much pressure if I knew I had to make money from making it.

It’s never too late

I have allowed myself to be held back by a lot of things over the years. Usually a lack of one thing and another. You know how it is. Not enough money, lack of confidence, poor self esteem or self belief. Is that the same thing? There are too many to mention. I could play … Continue reading It’s never too late →

Feeling all the feels

Learning about writing and actually ‘doing the verk’ are two completely different things.