Wednesday, 28 May 2014


If only it were possible to bottle inspiration!

Actually, I suspect bottled inspiration would only be a pale imitation of the wild stuff.

I love that it's impossible to know when inspiration will strike.

Randomly, yesterday, I had an encounter with inspiration that I'm struggling to contain. I was chatting about books and war and children (as in books about war for children rather than booking children into wars) when a phrase burst from the conversation as if it had been lit with neon. Not that it was intentionally delivered that way, but that's how it landed.

Oh, sunny day! Trying now to control my curiosity, my exploration until deadlines are met.

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