My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
My eyes climb the steps of the tree tops, reaching the white and blue; my spirit is with the calm and peace, gentle joy within me. I smile. I indulge in laughters when he sings. Twisting and swaying my body I dance in my chair. The radio is on with music and music lifts me into dancing.
I welcome constructive but not rude comments.
I started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life.