Listening

As a writer, I’m an observer — I think that goes without saying. In fact, that’s almost a blog post in itself, innit: whether it’s possible to be a writer and not be an observer of people, life, the universe in all its awe and wonder, and pretty much everything, really…

However, today I’m going to talk about being a listener as well. Part of it goes hand in hand with being an observer: listening to the wind, the way it talks through the trees and walks, whispering, through the long grass, and...