Out of all the days that my mom had to die, it had to be on the first day of summer. June 21st: the same day that is looked upon with optimism for the new season is the same day that began a lifetime of grief. Sometimes, I think that the universe conspired to make this sick joke against me...
One of the greatest fashion faux pas is going to a party in the same dress as another person. Here's a lesson on writing that is derived from that moment...
My Writer’s Muse Does Not Care About Me. Yours Might Not Care About You. Here’s Why That Is A Good Thing
One of the most defining moments in a writer's journey is when they stop having a 100% dependence on their writer's muse. Here is why that is the case ...