welcome, this is 'collecting myself'
It's taken me 15 years since my first ever published piece of writing (it was a review of the Christian music festival 'Parachute' for the New Zealand Herald, if you were wondering) to finally create a space for myself to write. I tried to write a beauty blog once (short-lived) and posted scraps of writing to Tumblr for many years, but never anything so official as this.
I say official but this is really just a place that I can share my writing when I feel like it, for catharsis or for special interest info-dumping or for memes, but mostly when I think it probably won't get published anywhere else. If you're reading this you're probably a friend or whānau member - welcome and thank you for reading. If you're reading this and you don't know me, hi! What are you doing here? You're unexpected but very welcome too.
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I'll finish this with one of my favourite quotes about writing, by Franz Kafka: "A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us." I hope this space will give me the opportunity to sharpen my axe, and maybe to pick away at my own frozen sea too.
P.S. The name is a pun. Because I'm collecting myself emotionally through the catharsis of writing, and also collecting myself/my writing into one collection here. Get it? I know you would have got it, but I can't resist an overexplanation.
