A sip of coffee. A blank white book. A small black pen. What more do we need to discover new worlds, new imaginations, and new tales? This blog name was inspired by the thought of how many times someone in ancient history must have had to tinker with feathers until he could make a pen that worked.
My name is Abigail; I’m a student, amateur writer, young artist, lover of books, coffee, ice-edged autumn leaves, steaming coffee and (on the occasion) a wander alone through the woods. Join me on an epic quest to discover the lost art of books, culture and all that is yet to be imagined! 🙂
tinkering with feathers 