It’s a yellow kind of day apparently.
This is a reminder to USE the pens, especially with the ones with the sparkly ink that settles and gums everything up …
Writing tools, now and then.
Day 8: wall. A place for everything and everything in its place as me dad would say.
Day 7: time. Clock in, clock out.
Gonna write some letters. Just gotta figure out to who.
new pen, new ink, new addiction…
My notebook from the writing retreat is full!
Useful advice seen at a friend's house.
A good day to stay curled up around the hot water bottle and write.
First retreat night = poetry.
Writing with some Saison Morte by Trou de Diable for inspiration.