Childhood Dreams Most of my life I’ve flitted this way and that between creative pursuits, never choosing a single one. My imagination took hold when I was very little, transporting me to bright and beautiful worlds. Vibrant in their realism, the real world drifted away as my senses let go.…
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Why Don’t You Do It, Already?
That person over your shoulder doesn’t exist. The one who sees the words flow through your mind and sneers before you have a chance to type them. Don’t pretend that you’re not alone right now. You are your only critic. The house is empty. The sun is out. It’s a…