When I was a kid, I wanted to be a writer. I tried prose. Poetry. I was pretty bad at both.
But! It seemed I did have a way with words, just not the way I expected.
Decades later, readers have read my words here, and elsewhere, to the point where I’m feeling encouraged I should maybe keep writing?
Number 4 AND 5 on Handwoven’s top 10 list of articles read in 2021. Seems like encouragement to me.
Well, I hope you understood that the above was written tongue-in-cheek (sort of) because writing is something I do for myself as well as for others. I very much doubt I’ll stop writing any time soon. I have zero plans to produce another book (in spite of that moth eaten manuscript I call a ‘memoir’ – do I really want to reveal that much about myself? Maybe not.)
However, I expect this blog to continue until I run out of things to say, even if my message is pretty much consistent. Sometimes you have to say the same thing in a different way before someone else begins to understand what you are conveying.
And sometimes I peel another layer off the onion of understanding. Sometimes a problem crops up and I work out a way to fix it – or at least work my way under, over or around it.
But it was a nice ego stroke this morning after a not-so-great night and too little sleep.
However, the sun is currently shining. The snow has stopped. The temps have warmed up (some) and the loom is ready and waiting for me.
I just wanted to say thank you to those who have followed me here since 2008, bought my books, contacted me to say what I do helps, incorporated some of the techniques I use and have shown in DVDs and soon-to-come online class(es).
It’s a lovely way to wrap up a year that hasn’t been great while heading into a new year that looks to be equally challenging, if not more so.
Stay safe. Stay well. Stay weaving and learning.