The Thing About Writing, Specifically (at Least For Me) Writing Fiction, Is That There Is This Moment When The Story (doesn’t Matter How Long Or Short) Is Ready — You’ve Penned Th…...
A Young Boy Is Waiting For The Bus With A Colorful Letter And A Rose In Hand Her Unfinished Kiss Spread Like Fog In My Heart The Boy’s Eyes Are Probing Every Bus That Stops I Thought He Is Just Lik…...
Each New Day Has Its Own Energy. You Can Create Beautiful And Past And Pleasant Future By Living Through The Present Happily. Replace Worry With Contentment. Is Not Great That, Presently, You Live,…...