Shall I grieve for G? It’s been a month that has been totally overshadowed by one main activity: GHOSTWRITING. It’s taken up my entire month (you need a certain flair to write nine chapters on “style” and that doesn’t always come easy) and, although quite the experience, has sadly gobbled up all my time. Days gallopped by and I didn’t get to visit a new gallery, play a new game or strum a guitar. Goodness gracious! Goodbye G.
And since it fits, good-bye to Genevieve. No, I’ll say instead, GOOD LUCK to GENEVIEVE.
Glad that ghostwriting was good for gelt.
But bad for leisure time, however.