I have too many words to say. I talk too much, write too much, can be Too Much. But it's just that there are too many words to say. And sometimes it feels like I get lost in them. Lost in their possibility, Yes. Lost in their beauty, Maybe. Lost in their overwhelming expectations, Definitely.... Continue Reading →
We are exhausted. Where IS the love?
I have never made a sponge cake.
Which you are you today?
Once upon a time there was a character in a story.
Clearly, I have not been sharing anything that I've been making for a while.
Is all art meaningful?
Time for some new music.
This is a short story I wrote a few months ago - in a similar way to the poem I shared recently, I'm pushing myself to publish more of what I create.
Some people would call it writer's block, but for me it's more like melody gone missing.