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You never know how A glass castle will crumble Until the last rock flung Finally flies right through The closed window Some pieces are massive Made from the grinding sands Of time Other pieces are so small, So infinitesimal that there's no chance that They'll ever be redeemed. This castle can't be put back together... Continue Reading →
Today's post is going a little off the beaten path: it's not about writing! Instead, it's about being a person, and the identity we attach to various aspects of ourselves. You might be thinking, "Whoaaaa there," in your best McCree voice, "where did this come from?" Lemme explain. Since I was fourteen years old, I... Continue Reading →
IT'S LIKE "OPULENCE- I HAS IT," ONLY MORE SOUL-CRUSHING!
This is a post I want to share with you guys, as it goes through a lot (and I mean, A LOT) of emotions that many folks are currently feeling, in the writerly world and beyond. Chuck Wendig addresses the cries of "I wish you'd get back to art and stop politics!" You can find... Continue Reading →
