Archive - July 31, 2018

  I love me a beautiful writing journal.  Browsing all the shapes and sizes, colors and patterns, snap closures and leather ties is, for me, better than shoe shopping.  I’m proud of my collection of bound volumes adorning my bookshelf, but I have a dirty little secret:  I’m not so good about writing in them.  Even the brand-new, shimmery, technicolor volume beckoning to me from my office space is not motivating me to finish writing in the yummy “Land of Oz” journal I currently use.  Not that I don’t love journaling because I do crave the chance to free-write but…