Mooning over the pretty

Being broke is an inconvenience when one - drawn inside the inviting doors of a bookshop to evade the rain - sees all the interesting books ever.

Today's why can I not be wealthy? plaint is brought to you by having paged through the first four chapters of Stina Leicht's Blood and Honey, which appears, on the evidence, to be a potentially fascinating fantasy set in 1970s Norn Iron, and which is presently outside my shrunken budget.

(You say - What about the library? And I say - I wish.)

dree your weird

It's that time again. Time to wail, and to gnash teeth.

So, self! You spent a whole day trying to write a paragraph of a)thesis and b)thesis. How did that work out for you?

It didn't? That's terrible. And then you tried to write a whole paragraph of fiction? And that didn't work either?

O waily waily, etc.

[Exit, pursued by a thesis.]