There is only one reason to write. Because you must. You can join a workshop, read a ‘self help’ book, take a class or join a silly writers bootcamp, but that’s forcing the issue. Write because you have something to say. Something that has to come out of you or you’ll explode. Write because you have to. There is absolutely no other reason to do it.
Where have i been lately?
Living well. Loving well. Being well. Rolling in life like a dog on a dead fish.
i don’t have a lot to say. These days? i spend a lot of time laughing and dancing. So i’ll let these photos of me and me doggie say it…
We are all about “now”. Because it won’t last. Nothing does.