I love the first page of a new journal. There seems to be a fight between the joy of starting something new, against the reluctance to spoil a pristine page with ink. I always feel that I want to put something special on the first and last pages. I don’t think I’ve ever managed it, though! ✍
Yes, I know what you mean. There is a desire to do the journal justice with your words. I buy plain Moleskine journals and embellish the covers myself. I like to give them as gifts to other writers.
I love this Muir poem too, and now yours as well. Your muse will return.
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Yes…the muse has a mind of its own.
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How true!
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Yes, it’s just part of writing.
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I definitely know what that’s like! I hope your inspiration returns soon. 🙂
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Thanks!
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Unfortunately we all deal with that from time to time. Nice poem!
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Thanks. Yes, that’s the fly in the ointment for sure!
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You’re welcome.
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I love the first page of a new journal. There seems to be a fight between the joy of starting something new, against the reluctance to spoil a pristine page with ink. I always feel that I want to put something special on the first and last pages. I don’t think I’ve ever managed it, though! ✍
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Yes, I know what you mean. There is a desire to do the journal justice with your words. I buy plain Moleskine journals and embellish the covers myself. I like to give them as gifts to other writers.
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What a nice thought.
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Thanks.
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