Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Rodgers and Hammerstein...woke up with this in the wooden castle above my ears! Fitting for the friends I've encountered here...


[Spoken] It's a very ancient saying, 
But a true and honest thought, 
That if you become a teacher, 
By your pupils you'll be taught. 

[Singing] As a teacher I've been learning --
You'll forgive me if I boast -- 
And I've now become an expert, 
On the subject I like most. 

[Spoken] Getting to know you.

[Singing] Getting to know you, 
Getting to know all about you. 
Getting to like you, 
Getting to hope you like me. 

Getting to know you, 
Putting it my way, 
But nicely, 
You are precisely, 
My cup of tea. 

Getting to know you, 
Getting to feel free and easy
When I am with you, 
Getting to know what to say 

Haven't you noticed
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy? 
Because of all the beautiful and new 
Things I'm learning about you 
Day .. by ... day.
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3 comments:

  1. RosieApril 15, 2012 at 1:16 PM

    OMG


    I love you!

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  2. reeseApril 15, 2012 at 1:54 PM

    Sharon...
    Yes!!! Day..by...day.
    Love It!
    Reese

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  3. SharonApril 16, 2012 at 10:54 AM

    Amazing what my brain does for me while I'm sleeping!Love you guys back! Hugs all around.

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