I have the heart of a writer but sadly that is where my talent begins and ends. So the next best things is to find somewhere to hoard all my ideas and dreams. Somewhere where you know they will be safe until you are inspired... until your muse appears. I'm certain my muse is down the back of the sofa, that's where everything is when it's lost. She'll be there, along with an odd sock, a crisp packet and a twenty pence piece.
You need somewhere to keep all of your triggered memories too. You need somewhere to store all your new stories, you know the kind. The time when you went to get your uni-brow waxed for the first time.. how good you felt when you realised it wasn't one long brow... it was actually two!
You always need somewhere to moan about things. The cost of living, the Olympics, Penny Smiths first novel..
Oh Books, I need somewhere to list all the books I have read or I intend to read. It will be good to document the day I managed to upgrade my reading level from Enid Blyton stories to something more befitting a woman of my years. (I am reading Undercover Angel by Katie Price but I'm not sure that counts... can you really compare Katie Prince to Enid Blyton? I think not.)
So it would seem a strange place to start...Almost in the Middle...