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 →
This is a poem I wrote recently. I don't pretend to be a poet, but I'm challenging myself to share more of what I create - so here you go!
I have never made a sponge cake.
Which you are you today?
The problem with you is.
Curse it. Curse that Little Elusive Idea.
In a world full of stories, I know the ones that will always be my favourites.
Lately, I have been receiving some beautiful encouragement from a number of sources.
I want to ask a simple question, even if it's strange.
Anyone who creates has a process, but what makes a good one?