Growing up I loved the book THE SECRET GARDEN. I loved the idea of finding a secret world. Somewhere to go to be by myself, to do things my way. Something I didn't have to share. It was one of those books I read over and over. Living the magic each time.
I find writing is a bit like looking for a secret garden. I'm circling a story, looking for a way in. When I finally find it, the story is neglected, pathetic, it takes a lot of time and work to shape it into something beautiful. Something others might want to share.
Sometimes I never find the way in, sometimes I can't make it into what I want, but sometimes, the magic happens and I find a beautiful story.
Monday, May 15, 2017
Thursday, May 4, 2017
update
We are settling down after the move and starting to regain some sanity.
I'm writing again, reading through my manuscripts. I love what I'm writing. I'm so excited to get at it. I'm so excited to be excited about writing again.
What are you working on?
I'm writing again, reading through my manuscripts. I love what I'm writing. I'm so excited to get at it. I'm so excited to be excited about writing again.
What are you working on?
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