Fennel Hudson

If a pen can communicate our thoughts, dreams, and emotions and be the voice of our soul, then ink is the medium that carries the message.

Editing one__ writing is as easy as lighting a match while riding a bicycle.

Everything from the humble woodlouse to specks of dust moving through a ray of sunlight. Each tells a story.

Nature or nurture? A talent needs both.

Creative people need strong encouragement.

Think about it: send SLASH receive. Email is the frenzied killer of proper communication.

It__ not always best to know what__ going on beneath the surface.

Old buildings whisper to us in the creaking of floorboards and rattling of windowpanes.

Leaps of faith tend to favour those with long legs.

Live humbly and for the moment.

The things we place greatest value upon are prioritised by their context in our lives.

Playing safe, hiding among the masses, will rarely get you noticed.

It__ better to be individual than a clone of someone else.

Don__ lose yourself in the fog of normality.

Disconnect from society__ pressure to conform. Do things your own way.

Rural and traditional escapism. That__ my angle. Places and events where we are free to relax and be ourselves, where nobody tells us to hurry along or conform or grow up. Somewhere we can properly live.

Freedom within is embodied in things as well as people. Like coins tossed into a wishing well, they contain our hopes and dreams.

There comes a time when you just have to say, __o!_ _ to the requests and to the system.