Submitted to the DIY Writers Carnival
There hasn’t been a single year of my adult life that didn’t contain a heaping slice of turmoil pie. In a ten-year span, my parents died, and I weathered the aftermath of severe tornadoes, bad breakups, homelessness, depression, and single motherhood.
In the midst of my difficulties, I always carved out time to write; it was my therapy.Even as I drifted through various jobs, I daydreamed about seeing my name in magazines and on book covers. I wrote short st...
Published on July 24, 2013 04:00