There is something extra-magical about hastily writing down an idea with a fountain pen. For a song, a story … a scheme.
In Pumpkin Patch (Ferris Wheel press) with maybe a little residual Oxblood (Diamine), and Ume Murasaki (Taccia)
I can see the memory of this moment playing in the future so clearly. Oh yes … I remember the first words that came to me were these ones, right here.
