Hello World!
If weblogs are anything like diaries then I’ll write too much in the beginning pages. Then I’ll gaze out the window for awhile (that’s my head in the clouds) and pick up the pen for a few pages of scratchy lines and circles. Someone will call the house phone and I’ll jot a message for my husband in the corner of the next page, but forget to tear it out. I’ll write one good line. Finally. And put down the pen to pick up my guitar.
Diary?
I forgot I had one.
Hmmmm….flipping through the pages.
This is all old stuff. I need a new journal. A pretty one. Hardcover. Paisley in earth colors. Unlined pages. And a new pen.
There. Now I’m ready to write….
