I am planting a seed here. I can only hope that it is fertile ground in which I sow.
If the seed survives, and the roots do grow, I hope their grounding shows.
Are my thoughts and words as radical as I've hoped?
Or will this leaf of paper drop dead onto the ground?
I come forward now, sending out a signal, hoping for a response.
I'll only know what part I am, when I relate unto the whole.
With these first words I write out now I seal my future plan.
The first garment I now remove: naked I will stand.
Naked. ;)
I thought I'd make a blog for my writing stuff. So here I go. I'm half way into the first draft of my first novel, Altaenia. I hope I can create something worthwhile.
It's a Saturday night, and I write this from Xinzheng, China.
Peace
-Alex Mahy
