one for sorrow, two for joy: this morning i saw two magpies sitting side-by-side on a hilltop fence. or at least, my guess is that they were magpies. really i know nothing of birds and seasons ( Read more... )

When I go without writing for a long time, I feel plugged up and heavy. When I begin to write, there is a sense of release, and the more I write, the lighter i feel. In fact, intermittently I feel so entirely disconnected from my body, that rather than feeling my fingers' movements, I feel as though I am floating above them ( Read more... )

For me, it's about the little things, the detail. Always has been, always will be. As in life, I concentrate on that, leaving the big stuff to just take care of itself ( Read more... )