Wednesday, September 22, 2010
This, perhaps, is why I love writing so much. I dabbled in it as a child, creating poems and ballads, but not until I graduated from university did I begin to devote time to it in earnest, and it has quickly become a passion.
Because that is what I love - I love to create things.
To weave pictures and paint words.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Keani: "What is that thing?"
Keani: "I can't get the toy, Mom..."
Keani: "Yes! He's distracted. Gonna grab it while I've got the chance."
This is how Keani eats; taking kibble bits out of his bowl and dropping them on the floor.
Icewind: "Don't worry Mom, I'll clean it up."
Keani: "I'll think I'll eat my food after all. I don't need your help."
Keani: "Gotta finish this before he comes back."
Icewind: "Oh, fine, I'll eat my own food. It's exactly the same anyway."
Keani: "My foot. This is my foot."
Keani in the driver's seat
Icewind: "Are you checking up on us?|