The Semi-Dark Cave of Writing

When I began writing in my twenties, honestly it was kind of to save my life. I had thoughts, feelings, memories, doubts I hardly dared to put in words, and they certainly weren't going to be spoken ones. My notebooks were entirely secret at first. Then I enrolled in writing classes, and stories had to come out on tables surrounded by a dozen or so other writers. But I was careful about what I typed onto what a few of you may remember as carbon paper to make duplicates. Before I showed my wo...