Frydmania

Back to blog school

September 16th, 2008

It seems that blogs could be seasonal.  A bit like soup.  It gets a little darker, the need for stodgy food reappears on the shopping list…and for words, that familiar comfort, to make an appearance.

Or maybe they’re seasonal creatures, like birds.  Come the spring, blog words need to go to warmer climes (warmer than Scotland anyway), and desert me.  Maybe they lie on beaches and actually go quiet.  Maybe they take a vow of silence and sit in a secluded monastery for a few months.

At any rate, words, ideas for the blog have been clustering about me again.  It’s the inverse of that quote I’m sure I’ve used before - words vs digging ditches.  In the spring, I did actually dig some ditches for a change - or at least, put seed into pots, and attempted some gardening. 

Now the writer says to hell with digging ditches (too wet, too cold) and longs to write words.  And perhaps you, who are her friends, write back…

Entry Filed under: Imagination