Tiny Birds
From my writing desk I see only trees and sky.
When I don’t know what to write, sometimes I look out into the trees. I marvel […]
From my writing desk I see only trees and sky.
When I don’t know what to write, sometimes I look out into the trees. I marvel […]
A couple of weeks ago I was brainstorming characters for a book, in particular about a girl who loves clouds, when it occurred to me… what if clouds had faces? I started to […]
When we look at a cloud, as soon as we turn away and look back towards it, time has changed it.
Where did it go?
I often tell myself that “finding time” isn’t a real […]