I’ve always called myself a writer though I prefer the term wordsmith—someone who relishes, rearranges, juggles, weaves, unpacks, spins, shapes, combines, crafts, concocts and choreographs words. No wonder I’m so tired.
Tag: writerslife
A Caboodle of Doodles
I’ve been doodling a lot lately. Not in a gaze-off-into-the-distance kind of way but as an activity with intrinsic merit and no aim or outcome – a novelty in my task/deadline-oriented world.