I’ve started to realize that I’m not good at writing just for the sake of writing. Every “expert” has told me that in order to become a truly great writer, you have to practice every day. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, they say, as long as you have created something on paper or write it on your (fancy shmancy) laptop. "Create, create, create!” the jackals say!
It's gotten to that point in the year when I can't really remember what warmth feels like. Happens annually, kind of amazing how the human mind forgets (as with pain), and now it's February and I've forgotten what it is to walk outdoors and the air doesn't hurt your lungs, when taking a stroll is … Continue reading Gold Curtains