You Married a Writer.
You married a writer, and I’m I sorry. I crawl inside of myself and spin out a fine web of words that—I think—make you wonder where they were, as I was passionately arguing with you...
You married a writer, and I’m I sorry. I crawl inside of myself and spin out a fine web of words that—I think—make you wonder where they were, as I was passionately arguing with you...
Lately it seems the articles I come across that are “artsy” are just kind of psychotic. There are several sites I find my Facebook friends, for instance, sharing words from that, as a writer,...
I’ve long called my writing genre “stay-at-home yogi.” This isn’t to say that I don’t enjoy sharing random musings, or writing for various media outlets where I find that it’s best to share these...
To be fair, I haven’t exactly had writer’s block. What I have had is a complete lack of concern for my writing. This isn’t to say that I’m not still constantly jotting down ideas at...