Scribbling and scribbling and scribbling.
Taking the spring to write new bits, to try things I’ve never done before. New forms, silly ideas. It is a GREAT luxury. I haven’t had a season like this in years and years. I haven’t just let myself play since I was in grad school, before the boys were born and I sold my first novel.
I hope something comes from these scribble-months. But even if I end up with nothing remotely publishable?
It’s still time well spent!
(and the scribble above was stolen from Jane Massey’s awesome illustration blog. I hope she doesn’t mind!)