I used to be a writer. I used to write. Every day. About everything and sometimes most pleasantly about nothing. I haven’t written much for the last six months. I’ve had my reasons.
But I want to write again one day. I want to see if I can still line up words on a page and make them lead me to somewhere unusual. Or let them circle something familiar and keep it safe.
So this space is a new place to start trying to write again. I’m keeping it clear and uncluttered. The words I lay here are liable to be small and light and blown away before too long.
In other words - from the first day of the new year I will be trying to find and share a small stone for every day of January. I won’t be the only one. Further details through the badge on the sidebar.
