I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.

Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can’t know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die?…Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can’t. we have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.

What are you?" I whispered. He shrugged again. "Something," he said. "Something like you, something like a beast, something like a bird, something like an angel." He laughed. "Something like that.

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Writing will be like a journey, every word a footstep that takes me further into undiscovered land.

Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.

The best tip for writing is just to write; to sit down and write, to begin doing it and not to be scared by the blank page.