I am sitting at my desk typing out chapter revisions. Above my head the girls are drifting in sleep’s orbit; two small moons in whose gravity I find my self contentedly anchored.
Average Rating: 4.5 out of 5 based on 204 user reviews.
I am sitting at my desk typing out chapter revisions. Above my head the girls are drifting in sleep’s orbit; two small moons in whose gravity I find my self contentedly anchored.
That’s so lovely.
Awww – very lovely indeed.
Prompted by beer, wine or the end of the football season? Still it is lovely in a sickly sweet kind of way. PM.
Lovely was the word that came to my mind, too. Your prose is as spare and perfect as a row of baby teeth.