For six weeks, I will have the opportunity to bring to completion a collection of short stories. My critics? The trees and the lake. I am feeling humbled and slightly intimidated, in the best possible way. (I also love the fact that I am a "no-name" author.) ;) Cheers to all of us who haven't yet found our names.
For all of us who believe there is not one way. One genre. One spirit. One answer. Or even one question. This blog is for the writer before she was so, as well as for the reader who defies her expectations every time: it is for the poets, satirists, fiction writers, essayists, diarists, and ancient word wanderers; this blog is for the infinitely unwritten. To each, a celebration. A celebration to all.