the word studio notebook

I'm a freelance writer, designer, and game developer. My name is Will Hindmarch, and this is a casual notebook I keep on the web.

Posts tagged travel

Nov 24 '11
an-inky-life:

Nighttime In Ediburgh Series
Fire-juggler on the Royal Mile, Edinburgh

When I saw this, I thought to myself: “Look at those cobblestones. I’ve been there. I’ve trod those stones. Like so many others, for so long, I’ve set foot there in that place of camaraderie and show, of fire and electricity, of nights and days. I’ve been there and long to be again and that I share with so many strangers, some of whom I’ll never know and a few I might see and nod at and smile when I return… to Edinburgh.”

an-inky-life:

Nighttime In Ediburgh Series

Fire-juggler on the Royal Mile, Edinburgh

When I saw this, I thought to myself: “Look at those cobblestones. I’ve been there. I’ve trod those stones. Like so many others, for so long, I’ve set foot there in that place of camaraderie and show, of fire and electricity, of nights and days. I’ve been there and long to be again and that I share with so many strangers, some of whom I’ll never know and a few I might see and nod at and smile when I return… to Edinburgh.”

13 notes (via fuckyeahedinburgh & an-inky-life)Tags: Edinburgh photography other places travel

Sep 30 '11
Dunnottar Castle, © Sara Young Hindmarch [via]

Dunnottar Castle, © Sara Young Hindmarch [via]

6 notes Tags: Scotland other places travel photography castles OMG I MISS IT

Sep 24 '11
Somewhere on the Orkney Mainland, 7 years ago

Somewhere on the Orkney Mainland, 7 years ago

Tags: other places Orkney Scotland photography travel

Sep 24 '11

Like In Days of Old

This weather—the cool autumnal rain, the gray sky—makes me want to go to places, take pictures of them, and then post those pictures online. It makes me want to write about places as they are. It makes me want to turn travels into tales. It makes me want to go back through your Tumblr and see where you’ve come from and where you’ve been. Let’s get a beer and talk about what makes us. Let’s go to the small towns and drink a bit. Let’s walk through the long grass. Let’s sit on the old stone wall in the field and smoke our pipes. Let’s come home at the end of it and soak our memories in the suspension of the Internet. Let’s glance back and then go forth again, take the pictures, write the words, and share the beers, again, again.

2 notes Tags: writing travel photography the Internet