Squeezing Out the Write Words
We all write in our journals. That’s how I start my day, rattling off ideas, adding to the to-do list. Meandering around paragraphs, tripping through weed-infested sentences. I keep a…
We all write in our journals. That’s how I start my day, rattling off ideas, adding to the to-do list. Meandering around paragraphs, tripping through weed-infested sentences. I keep a…
A Girl who lived in the back of a theater A Mad Man who abandoned Wall Street A Drummer from a band long dead All moving west across a ravaged country To where dreams catch in the tide and wash back A blank verse poem about what happens after the end of the world
A Girl who lived in the back of a theater A Mad Man who abandoned Wall Street A Drummer from a band long dead All moving west across a ravaged country To where dreams catch in the tide and wash back A blank verse poem about what happens after the end of the world
There is no denying the romance and excitement of putting off writing until the last minute.