I once had a dream that I was scrambling for a pen so I could write down a single sentence. I knew this sentence was important, so I woke myself up, scrambled for a pen and wrote it down while I still had hold of it’s ankles:
“If we were little rockets we would roar, this I know, and live in the underground.”
There was something about it that I loved, and I tried to keep it under wraps for a while – it was special, and mine, and it came out of some weird part of my brain. So I thought it would be the perfect inspiration for the name of my first blog.
If I find something interesting about reading or writing I’ll put it here somewhere – a kind of writer’s scrapbook if you like.
There’ll be competitions I hear about, books I’m reading, events I’ve been to, inspirational everything for those moments/days/months of writer’s block, or maybe even jobs I see come up. Probably pictures of cats at some point, but that’s to be expected, right?