Is it possible?
Well, Christmas is almost upon us and I still have plenty to do but thought I’d take time out for a while and ponder on my writing achievements throughout the past year.
I used to cry and be sad a lot. Then I started a journal.
Never mind. I’m never going to update. The problem is I’m too busy. But you can check it out anyways!
My parents actually started habitually asking Tim and I when we were going to get married for at least two years before we did. I was only 17 and still in high school when they started “pushing” us.
A new attempt at self healing by using a 365 Grateful Photography Project.
Those first lines that seem so hard to come up with!
I never thought of poetry as a way to beat aging and depression until now.
"No great thing is created suddenly, any more than a bunch of grapes or a fig. If you tell me that you desire a fig, I answer you that there must be time. Let it first blossom, then bear fruit, then ripen." -Epictetus.
The phase “writer’s block” used a lot but does it actually exist or is it something else?