Meanwhile, thinking about notebooks: These are secrets.

When I began to write, to tentatively think I might be a writer, I kept a book that I wrote in every evening. Practice. If you want to get good at football play, every day. If you want to write then write.

Looking back through notebooks, inspired by other people’s books I found these:

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diary4 diary3



Then I found this, lurking in a small one, waiting to remind me.



And then this, from a long time ago. About a photograph. Of my parents.


About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.
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4 Responses to Meanwhile, thinking about notebooks: These are secrets.

  1. Mo Crow says:

    Ah that last line “an echo of my own” … last night after dinner Old Man Crow was playing an old tune called Blue Moon & saying how after all these years of playing guitar he is getting closer to playing the melodies that he can hear in his head… & I thought about that… how we each have our own songs & visions inside and how it takes a lifetime to learn how to get those songs out from the head, straight through the heart to flow out of our hands true and clear.

  2. I don’t have many words – but your’s are beautiful! x

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