My writing is so much like the things I craft from reclaimed wood - begun with passion and purpose, sorely short on planning.
The three legs of wordcraft being preparation, inspiration and perspiration, I never fail to make do balancing and wobbling on just the latter two.
I just can't resist the urge to plunge my hands right into things, start shaping parts of the whole and fitting them together.
I grant mine are stories made from old wood - scraps and bits that have seen the world, overused and weathered, salvaged and repurposed.
Yet somehow in spite of all that, I find my mode of word and woodcraft work well. For when I’ve hidden all the mistakes I can find, sanded out the rough parts and those apt to leave splinters, I hold something that has character, feels comfortable and fits in.
"Is it an antique? Authentic?” some might ask."Or a reproduction perhaps?” A bit of both, I'd have to say. I hope you enjoy reading!
The Old Lady
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By Sean Sullivan
Published: April 20, 2013.
Through it all the old house never let Mildred down, kept her warm and safe from the world outside. Now she and the house are feeling their age, and Mildred sees the end coming for them both. She wants more than anything to leave something behind for her granddaughter, and on this cold winter night Mildred has a plan, one she hopes will make everything right and mean a new life for them both.
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