Rehashing old arguments in my head. An ongoing debate but I'm too winded to win. Wondering if you are out there having the same one-sided quarrel. Our words are too light. No impact. No killing blow that just puts this thing to rest. Too afraid to take the last words. Like it's the last slice of... Continue Reading →
Profound
Do the words I write have to be profound?Words perfectly placed in a particular order.Or can I just speak from my heart?Words spilling out without purpose. Am I a Poet?A crafter of words and prose.Or am I just an amateur.No timing for rhyming as I write. Does meaning come from the writer?Or do readers give... Continue Reading →