You have just about forty days, Melanie. The Publishers are on my neck and I’ve stretched the deadline for you to the last of my abilities. A single hour after the fortieth day from now and the deal is

I am looking at these colourful little flags, not for the first time. It's not even the second or twenty-second time I am staring at them... I stopped counting. The erased introduction paragraphs to this

With the explosion of blogging mainly in the last decade, everyone's a writer. I wonder how old-school writers look at this phenomenon. Is it with indulgence? Are they critical or they don't care, and