I really do remember my books by colour these days. I'm thinking I want my book to be purple; there aren't enough purple books out there.
Inspiring Words Wednesday
'It may also be that a woman's creative process is misunderstood or disrespected by those around her. It is up to her to inform them that when she has "that look" in her eyes, it does not mean she is a vacant lot waiting to be filled. It means she is balancing a big cardhouse of ideas on a single fingertip, and she is carefully connecting all the cards using tiny crystalline bones and a little spit, and if she can just get it all to the table without it falling down or flying apart, she can bring an image from the unseen world into being.'
~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With the Wolves
Naughty Words Wednesday
In real life I swear a lot. On the blog – rarely. In front of my mother? Never. It’s a respect thing – she doesn’t swear so i don’t swear in front of her. Because i love her (I love you, Mum – don’t read the comments on this post, okay?)
But back to real life – for today’s commenting experiment i thought it would be fun to let off some steam, plant a few f-bombs, let our hair down and break a few nicey nicey blog rules. So please answer the following question as creatively and colourfully as you want.
What’s your favourite swear word? I’ll go first…
fuck.
Updated to add: I have been laughing all afternoon! This might be my favourite post ever. Check out the bad word dictionary (thanks Julie) and a video clip that always makes me chuckle.
~ The contents of my head ~
The contents of my head as of 18:14 Tuesday afternoon maybe i should stop working now it's time for dinner but i'm not really hungry words words words book ideas chapter titles this is so exciting but what if i have nothing to say but what if i have so much to say i can't say it right what if the words dry up hungry now maybe it's time for dinner polaroids make me happy i want to take pictures but it's dark hunger is calling me to the kitchen but i want to keep writing maybe i could pen a quick blog post i miss my blogging i wish i had more time but being busy is good isn't it yes being busy is good i am grateful for this work if we had thanksgiving in england i would be thankful for so many things love it makes me think of love i miss love i miss companionship hungry feeling more hungry time to stop writing but the ideas keep coming i hope i can say the right words my words words words words.
Hungry now. Kitchen calls.