I feel such awe here – it is a church for books, in a city that never sleeps. I have dreams of the books inside me and the characters who wait for me to write their stories.
In the meantime, could you write me a note to get me out of class :)
Oh. Love the powerful, potent simplicity of this post. You capture the minds eye and the spirit of yearning.
Err, that should be mind’s eye. :-)
Leisa, I’m glad you like it. I really enjoy the habit-style posts, the way they mesh images and words to capture a feeling.
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Jet Harrington | writer + photographer, in the habit of looking for the upside, thinking of posting my Life List - and sharing my progress checking things off
words to live by | I am too grateful to be perfect.
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