Blogging and Writing

My Relationship with Words

I’ve always loved words. I was one of those children who read everything. I’d read the words on the cereal boxes and whisper them so I could sense how they felt. Riboflavin. Thiamin. Magnesium.  I wondered a little about what they meant, and I loved the familiarity of seeing them every day. I’d make little… Continue reading My Relationship with Words


The Best Gift Ever

I was a peculiar child. Peculiar in that bookwormy, writery, reading-absolutely-everything-I-could kind of way. I’m guessing that I’m amongst similarly peculiar friends here on the blogosphere. We – my sister and I – always had lots of presents at Christmas, but the ones that stand out the most are the strange ones, the ones that… Continue reading The Best Gift Ever