Two little anecdotes got me musing tonight. The first: my blogging friend Gwen Buchanan blogged today with a stunning/gorgeous picture her library, which made me quite envious (who wouldn't?). It reminded me about those posts I made from time to time about places to write. I would love to write in a place like that. The second: one of my cousins published a book of short stories. My mum told me yesterday, (half) joking: "now you must write a book too". Well, I did get published, but I think she meant fiction.
And I think I would love that. I lack time and discipline. I am an artist, or an artist wannabe, I find it easy to rehearse lines and play a character when I get my mind into it (as I once said here), but writing is more difficult. It is a more intellectual art (acting is more intuitive, to me at least). But I would love to find the discipline to write at least a short story here and there.