. . . why 'another year of words'? . . .

hi there!

often when i tell people about my blogs - 'love, rosie' and this one - they get confused and they ask me why i started them. to be honest, they mostly wonder about 'another year of words'.

'why would you put yourself through having to come up with something to post every bloody day?!' they ask.

'who would read that?!' they ask.

truth is, when i started this, i didn't know who, if anyone, would read this, but you are, so i guess i lucked out :)

the reason why i put myself through this, is a) because i can preschedule posts so it's not literally every day that i have to worry about it and b) because i love words. i love how a word can express so many feelings and also say so little. i love how with multiple words you can tell stories and say sorry.

and this is a place where i can collect the words i love most.

let me correct myself. this is a place where i can collect the words WE love most.

because i will run out of words. eventually. so please do send me a word you love - and tell me what it means to you. join the nonversation.

here's a little thing you can do, too: each day, try to inject the word of that day into conversation at one point. i'd be very proud of you ;)

have a lovely day!