To write about nothing

02 February 2011

Yep, I've got nothing. Hello writers' block, my old foe.

1 comment:

  1. Tell me a story. Not about now, about yesterday.

    What is the most repeated story in your family history? The one you remember hearing first when you were young?

    What taste reminds you of childhood?

    I remember standing in the doorway watching wind ripple through yellow grass as tall as me. My first conscious memory. It is a smell memory - the warm, dry smell of summer grasses.

    Wonder what our children's first memories will be?

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