My head is full of words and stories at the moment.
The lives of Elena Greco and Lina Cerullo Carracci. The life of Kya Clark and Tate and Chase. The life of Fanny Price and the Bertrams. The many lives of people in Ambridge. The lives of Nan and Jinny and their friends. The lives of Devon and Simone. And little snippets of stories and lives that trundle around in my head, muttering and sometimes shouting and wondering if they will ever to come out and live fuller lives on a page or screen.
I have an idea percolating for something I want to do that brings stories to, or from, my Morning Ink. I don’t know yet whether it will go any further than he idea stage, but I’m enjoying the thinking and planning, at least.
