Writing is like carving your ear off, hanging it from the handle of a tube train and hoping that a few hundred faceless commuters will take care of it for you.
It is everything that you feel, think, want, hope for, tattooed onto your face.
It is your naked body nailed to the wall in the middle of a bustling high street.
It is you leaving the door of a public toilet open and sitting, waiting with your pants around your ankles.
It isn’t a job. A hobby. A financial report, sales presentation, marketing strategy or briefing document.
It is you. Proud, honest, fearful, hopeful.
For my wonderful husband.
How wonderful is that! That my darling friend is exactly as it is. Exactly. Word perfect. xx
well said that lady, you captured it perfectly!
Brilliant! I don’t know what prompted this post but it was an excellent trigger!
Gosh – scary, isn’t it!
Amazing that we do it at all!
My thoughts exactly.
The most sensitive, vulnerable creatures putting their hearts out to dry.
M2Mx
I couldn’t agree more! Not sure what your husband did to prompt this but you certainly hit the nail on the head.
Yep, that’s about it. And it makes a lot of sense of how you feel when someone you didn’t expect to be reading you turns out to be. Wonderful post. Thanks for reminding us that we’re not just mindless hacks.
Oh yes. You can get carried away with the writing, and brought back down to earth by an unkind word or snigger.
It really is all that, terrifying and exhilarating. Gorgeous post HP xx
Thank you lovely. x
What a perfect summary.
Ya soppy mare! Love it. x
Soppy, me? Never!
Beautifully put x
Perfectly put. Thank you. That one’s going on the wall.
My post or my naked body? ;<)
Absolutely!!!
So so true. Talk about hitting the nail on the head!
You’re totally right, and it makes me think maybe I need to put some clothes on, metaphorically! lol!
Loving the new site look by the way! Tres sexy!
Perfect. Well said. *applauds*
LOL-are you still trying to see if your hubby is reading your blog or did you flush him out with the other post?
I miss the cows btw.
you obviously missed his comment on that post. Then you’ll know why i’m the luckiest gal on the planet. x
I obviously did. Off to check it now.
Love the new look.
Much of the best writing may come from the heart and out a love for it even if it is a job too, I reckon.
if you’re really really lucky.
Someone got a makeover!! Pft – and you said you were unpolished! You, my LADY, just got a new look!
I loved this post. It reminded me of exactly why I feel so vulnerable right now. Beautiful. Bravo!
Yes, yes, and yes. More of the open loo door for a new blogger like me.
LOVE this. So true.
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Lovely blog BTW x
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