As I sat down on an early Sunday morning trying to think of what to blog about, my mind just drifted. And I began to think about the novel and the novella and the other novel that I'm in the midst of revising, editing, and rewriting. And the couple of poems that are awaiting attention.
I have an immense sense of joy when I write, even when it's difficult, doesn't work, and all of that. For
Published on August 27, 2013 05:00