Tagged: puttingwordstogether

The lovely Squeetleynn* over at Sprigs (which my fingers insisted on typing as ‘spring’ 3x) has been inspiring me and her readers with some wondrous word-art of the loveliest kind: poetry. She didn’t know I have a passion for it, which makes me think that particular love of mine hasn’t come through very clearly here in my journal. What kind of poetry you like is so personal, or to put it another way, one person’s poetry is another man’s poison. I think perhaps it’s a little bit like sharing song lyrics. Even though YOU can hear the song in your...

There are so many things I don’t write about. Sometimes it makes me wonder who I’m kidding with this journal. I don’t write about work, really. I don’t write much about my husband and how we interact, at least not any intimate details. I try not to write things that would hurt someone if they read them. I never write about television or the shows I watch…mostly because I don’t. Watch, that is. It’s rare that I talk in detail about a bad day or what caused it, especially if there are other people involved. I don’t write about my...