Bird by Bird

I was at work earlier, and during my 45-minute lunch break I went through my purse and took out this book I had with me, which is Bird by Bird by Anne Lammot. Yes, it's one of my writing books. I have quite a few, actually: Write your heart out, Living Out Loud and Poem Crazy. If you've been following this blog for more than 2 years now, you probably know that I like to write, hide for a few months, then go back again with some new layout or new blog add, and yeah... I'm trying to go back again. Trying as the key word, because I'm really busy.. but somehow I feel the need to make time for this. I like writing words, even if they don't mean anything, even if they're just mere scribbles. I like to write what I feel, what I think.. It doesn't matter whether they're something big or something insignificant -- but to me they're all my little creations.. and for some reasons, they matter. So yeah, I read a few pages from the book, and suddenly I was reminded again, the beauty of writing down things, preserving moments so to speak. So here I am, back at blogspot again..blabbing down stuff until it hurts, until the lines grow, until there's nothing more left.