It's getting back to where you want to be that's the problem.
All this to not feel guilty about leaving a notebook 2/3 empty.
This is what it'll look like. When they arrive. Up until now we really haven't used this room of the house. We kept the door closed so the cats can't come in. It's strange, to think that in less than... Continue Reading →
But, see, in art, that's enough. That's more than enough.
Suddenly all that time you find is gone. Like water from a well in the desert, everyone else has taken their share first.
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Writers have a bad habit of underselling ourselves, working below our mental blocks that tell us we can't be the best at anything.
Fifth Draft 