I love your writing - I wish you were my neighbor, or even better, my sister. I love your writing and am in awe of your strength and determination for 'forward movement'. Well done Judith Hannah!
I really like Sheila’s comment on your work, Judith. Good writing is like music, because the rythmn, weight, and placement of your words all unite to create an artistic whole. Reading your limpid prose is akin to hearing a symphony performed without even one single note .played wrong
You are so fortunate you can create that alive appearing bird. Thank you.
I remember those days of magazines you could just flip through.....the ones you would grab just before getting on the train. Keep writing and painting....good things to do.
How do you understand why/how you can organize your thought and write so coherently with deep feeling now. .... give your physical trauma? Maybe I missed some earlier Entry. Thank you for writing.
Thank you 👍
So enjoyed reading this. Thank you.
Deeply grateful to you. I hope you will consider recommending me to your readers.
I love your words like music, mais, methinks, I Love Your birds even more!!
Such a writer! Such an upbeat way of describing the world, despite everything you’ve gone through! What a delightful person you are!
Deep bow. Thank you.
I love your writing - I wish you were my neighbor, or even better, my sister. I love your writing and am in awe of your strength and determination for 'forward movement'. Well done Judith Hannah!
Thank you so much. Where do you live? Maybe we could have lunch 💓
In Northern Arizona. I think you are in the NE area, right?
Virginia. My cousins live in clarkdale.
It’s good that you are brave. It’s wonderful that you are articulate and lyrical.
I really like Sheila’s comment on your work, Judith. Good writing is like music, because the rythmn, weight, and placement of your words all unite to create an artistic whole. Reading your limpid prose is akin to hearing a symphony performed without even one single note .played wrong
Honored by your words.
You are so fortunate you can create that alive appearing bird. Thank you.
I remember those days of magazines you could just flip through.....the ones you would grab just before getting on the train. Keep writing and painting....good things to do.
How do you understand why/how you can organize your thought and write so coherently with deep feeling now. .... give your physical trauma? Maybe I missed some earlier Entry. Thank you for writing.