Its late. 1:30 AM or so and I'm wide awake. My writing self is alert and feels the need to travel to the south of France, NOW! The blue, the crisp light blue mediterranean lapping against the rocks and shore - seagulls calling. Colourfully dressed people everywhere. My writing self looks like a traveller without being tangible. I suppose it makes sense as this is dreamtime and rest is close on the heels of this sharing. I will let my writing self journey.
Exercise: Journey Writer: Describe your writing self. How do you see the part of you who is writing today? [a variation from Life's Companion by Christina Baldwin pg. 9]
I've been craving a trip to the South of France lately. How funny.
The city of Nice keeps pinging around my brain. I'm not sure why.
Posted by: MissMeliss | March 20, 2007 at 06:54 AM
Yes, I looked up Nice, France and I have to say the imagery matches what I found. :)
I'm not sure why either. I meant the "NOW!", ha! The Cannes Festival isn't now, so I wonder what is going on over there.....
Posted by: Sky | March 20, 2007 at 07:05 PM