Is it now, with an unexpected life stretching out before me? Or was it then, when I thought the future was not so much predictable as certain? I think these pages … static and spell checked, though no less emotive than the pages of a diary … will begin with now and reflect on then, and perhaps together we’ll witness what tomorrow holds in store.
I have been having a love affair with the written word for over a thousand years. At 14 I won a literary competition. The judge made a comment that the depth and subjects of the many poems I had written seemed somewhat out of balance with my age and experience. ‘An old soul’ she said. I liked that.
And so, traceyleecooper.com is to become the journal, or perhaps more accurately, a journey through the thoughts and fears of a ‘not-so-young’ soul.
I hope you enjoy it… as much as I will have writing it.
TLCx
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