I have always loved words
their power to carve meaning
or to obscure it.
Sometimes words baffle and scare me with their duplicitous multiplicities of potential meanings
sometimes I get lost in waffle
sometimes I can cut to the point.
I like to write,
because it is another way to crack open the
And out comes flowing…
Who knows what?
Thing is, if you don’t write it, you won’t know.
Sometimes you have to Just Write.
And along the way you may encounter that almighty beast
the inner critic
She doesn’t want you to write anything.
I am setting my bird free.
This Blog is my journey.
Sometimes its even a little too candid for me.
And I am affected by moods.
I am honest and like writing about real experience.
But maybe by weaving and weaving away
if a single thread here or there is spun
which is beautiful, challenging or good
then I am happy.