I started keeping a journal when I was 8 years old. I am and have always been, a horrendous speller due to my dyslexia, but I have never let it stop me from writing. Journaling is a daily practice for me, a way to dump yesterday and claim a bright blank page each day. Occasionally I do something publicly with my writing but mostly, I keep it to myself, hoarding it between the covers of my many well-loved journals (which now number in the hundreds). Top left is the very first page of my first journal in 1982 and below it is my most recent journaling entry.
I’m pretty private about my writing but if you’re interested, I’ve posted my journal from the road between 1999-2003. Ever wonder what it’s like to tour America at the turn of this century with a guitar, a roadmap (this was before GPS), and a crew of rowdy boys? Hop on board our beloved white whale of a Ford van “Moby” and let me show you around.
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Gig by gig, set by set, read Sally’s personal account of the strange, hilarious and plain ol’ ugly, life on the road.