I write (or try very hard to) every day. I start with a journal entry. I’m a tad bad tempered, and I swear, so apologies in advance. This is me, one of my journal entries. It often goes this way, whine, complain, swear, whinge, swear, and I type it all down because that’s what’s going through my head. Then on more days than not, something occurs to me, and the writing shifts into some positive place, something beautiful and often useful. That’s why I keep pushing somewhat ruthlessly past the resistance.
top of page
bottom of page