Saturday, December 28, 2019

Something new.

The words are stuck.

A few actions will unstick them: driving, walking, or stitching. Somehow the last one seems out of place, but it's the only practical thing at the moment.

Until I get my back issues sorted out, driving or walking for any duration or distance, are not options. But I think I just challenged myself there.

In the meantime, there's a basket of talent waiting to be discovered. Glyphs are planned. Alien poetry waiting in the wings.


grace Forrest~Maestas said...

Waiting in the WINGS

Liz A said...

ugh, back issues ... no words for that

but glyphs ... such promise there

jude said...

big back problems here, both of us. haven't taken a stitch