Me. You. A Diary

I can't count the amount of diaries I have crammed full withentries in January, that then fizzle out as the other months pile in. One of my teenage diaries has fulsome fizzingreports of every single conversation, thought and feeling about every friend,every crush, every meal, every argument until mid-March, when the entry on the18th simply reads,

'Washed hair.'

Thank god,this isn't that. This book is a wayfor us to tell the story of a year together. Feel free to write yourappointments in it, lists, thoughts and reminders of, say, who to kill, andwhen, and in what order. But I've also written about age and life as I see it,through the seasons and the months, and I've added some places for you to joinme in some fun and some thinking. By the end of the year, I am hoping you willhave a fatter, scruffier book that is written by me but totally personalized byyou.

Come on in. The paper is lovely . . .