language – Black Thoughts

There’s Nothing Nice About The Word Nice

My old English teacher, Mrs. Hulme, reigned supreme in a rusty portakabin on the outer edges of my grammar school’s grounds. Double English with her on a freezing Monday morning was always a delight as she sat hunched behind her desk, as miserable as the rest of us at the thought of seventy minutes ofContinue reading “There’s Nothing Nice About The Word Nice”

Is God Really Good?

When I was at school, and Queen Victoria sat upon the throne, I had a very grumpy English teacher called Mrs Hume. I felt sorry for Mr. Hume if she was as grumpy at home. Mrs Hume was a well balanced woman. She had a chip on both shoulders. Life had dealt her a poorContinue reading “Is God Really Good?”

I’m Writing A Book….Still

The irony is not lost on me that if this series continues for much longer I will have effectively written a book about writing a book. That aside, I made further steady process this week. Around 5000 words to be precise. This involved a series of dialogues between several of the main characters which setsContinue reading “I’m Writing A Book….Still”