Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Wow! Well that was once me; a bucktoothed gal with a gap; playground agent codename: "Bucky Beaver". It was hardly as original as it was annoying. Trust my use of expletives and accompanying gestures were honed fairly early on! I called my mom and asked her to mail some pre-cosmetic dentistry photos. She isn't generally cooperative, so we shall see.
I found this delightful little shop, Busy Beaver Press and these Twig pencils while e-traipsing through Etsy for a treat. I have on many occasions been known to engage in retail therapy. This therapeutic shopping usually takes place just before a new endeavor and/or the subsequent adventure.
I purchased these pencils a few weeks ago when I decided I'd get back to writing. There's a vulnerability and penetration of thought that just doesn't come across the same on a keyboard as it does with a pencil. Perhaps, writing; the physical act of seamless scrawling, awakens my inner buck-toothed child. If this proves true this project will be an adventurous endeavor indeed.
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