I have drawers full of notebooks, beautiful notebooks – with leather-bound covers, colourful covers, covers with intricate designs – all empty. I find them in shops, order them online, even make them myself, & how I enjoy collecting them, dreaming of all the perfect things I will one day write & draw in them – but that’s just it: “one day” never comes. Whenever I open to that first page, pen in hand, I freeze. That blank white page, so … Read More