Golden sunlight filtering through a dying leaf on an early December afternoon--
A precursor to wintry days spent bundled up in layers,
Sipping endless cup upon cup of hot tea or coffee,
While typing fervently away...
Like a madwoman.
For this typing away (like a madwoman) is
A new year's resolution
That I cannot afford NOT to keep.
And I am horrible at keeping
new year's resolutions.
Now onto creatively re-purposing (or is it up-cycling?) a less than stellar copy of a well-written, witty book to suit my creative whims. Maybe it's creative madness.