Writing is a journey, onwards and upwards. Looking back is like driving down a cul-de-sac, not finding reverse or ways of turning back; getting stuck in the world of old wounds, old truths, old words, and old yous. Writing is a journey down a new path, a new street, a new road in another neighbourhood, in a new town, or another country – feeling cold, feeling lonely. Writing is a perpetual journey into the unknown - a place we should all find to time to appreciate, rejoice and celebrate.
