a place to talk, to share, to listen
I’ve just started a writing mentorship. I have been looking forward to this – if you’ve read my post under Musings on Fear – you will see I’ve succumbed to my own. I know better, but yet…
Writing is my calling. And, it has been, for pretty much as long as I can remember. I have books I made waaaay back when, with wallpaper covers and inside, paper folded in half with sloppy writing and pictures clipped from newspapers to illustrate my stories. I now have them on my desk to remind myself about that brave girl. She had her shit together. She knew what she wanted and made it happen. I want to be her when I grow up.