The kitchen tap dripped unceasingly and most of the cupboards hung at jaunty angles. Her friends were busy salivating over Jamie Oliver or pursuing the latest project from Better Homes and Garden, but she didn’t see the need in creating a mausoleum of monotony. For her there was always something else to do, something else that was a priority on a timetable that ran perpendicular to everyone else’s. She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness. Quickly she rinsed her bowl, spoon and mug before putting them on the dish rack to dry and headed out the door.
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My collaborative epistolary novel, "Post Marked: Piper's Reach," written with Jodi Cleghorn (@JodiCleghorn) will be out in 2019
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- Had a lovely gentleman who, in between sets told me was an ex-drummer, and complimented me on playing with care to… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 4 hours ago
- If you've never taken a bathroom selfie have you ever really taken a selfie? https://t.co/PcNJbaU4MR 5 hours ago
- Imagining my dream drum kit set up: 20x14 kick (or 18x16), 10, 12 rack, 14 and 16 floor toms. Allow for versatility… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 10 hours ago
- Whoever did this at work just wants the world to burn. https://t.co/p0vdnt30dp 11 hours ago
- Long thread but an interesting read re: power, gender and presidency. twitter.com/_EthanGrey/sta… 18 hours ago
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