“On Writing, Blogging, and Waking Early”

  I’m writing today’s name: Broken footed table.  Now I carry the table into tomorrow’s garden Where sparrows walk on it.  —from a notebook, Finland, 1982 People tend to ask writers when they started writing. I like the question because I can’t  answer it. I remember writing stories about animals when I was approximately four … Continue reading “On Writing, Blogging, and Waking Early”