When this question was first posed to me, my automatic response was, where don't I write? My head throws together poems to deal with heartbreak, limericks to deal with conflict, short stories to handle the unknown, and grand sweeping songs to honor good times. Not that I always carry my notebook, not that I always remember the words it puts together, but it is the biggest coping mechanism I have for dealing with this sometimes overwhelming world.
I am, as well, a creature of habit, and I do...
Published on August 15, 2011 07:00