This is the face or covering of my secret diary. The name comes from one of my favorite poems by William Carlos Williams (who by the way grew up in Rutherford, New Jersey, near where I, too, grew up).

And this is my reading notebook. A container for catching and sorting words and images that spark me, move me, soothe me. Consume me.

And this is my journal about learning how to write. I want to remember and share any tips and lessons I find useful throughout this journey.

This is my way back in to my soul, old friend, then out back to the world. It’s been a minute.

© 2018 ohmyroses