I suspect not too many people are going to read this post and I suppose I don’t blame them. After all, the Olympics are currently on. Who would be sitting to read a humble little blog when they could be sitting in front of their telly, watching people running and jumping and throwing things, and

As anybody who follows my blog or writing will know, over the last month I’ve been participating in the Discover Fantasy blog tour. Today I’m really thrilled to have one of my co-tourists, David Brown, here. I’m particularly pleased as about a year ago, one of my very first guest posts ever was at David’s

Okay, I have to admit it. My little experiment failed. My attempt to trick people into thinking I was grumpy when really I was cheerful didn’t fool anyone. I guess all you people out in bloggerland are much cleverer than even I anticipated. So, given the foolhardiness of trying to do something tricksy again, I’m

All right, maybe I’m not that grumpy. I just thought I might try a little experiment. I’ve mentioned before how I’ve discovered that the posts where I gripe and groan and whinge and complain seem to get more views than the posts where I’m happy and cheerful. Only problem is, this week I’m actually not

I’ve just made a really cool discovery. I think I’ve figured out why writing these blog posts is so difficult. I think it’s all because I’ve gotten a little bit bored with myself. Here’s the problem. Every week, usually about now, I sit down at my computer and say to myself, “ok, time to write