this will be whatever it becomes. seeds for story ideas. essays. sketches of people along the way. a daily thrust against the barrier that has been too long between me and my words. quotes. wisdom captured from others. perhaps wisdom of my own.
it will also record my return to the abandoned land of my heart. a land eerie in its stillness. peopled by few ghosts. or perhaps more than i now know. anyway, it is the land the highway must pass through, and so must me and maggie may.