Continuing to write fiction…one day at a time. If I were a different type of person, I could likely find a reason for such treason. I could blame my parents for being too strict, perhaps, in some cosmic sense, I’m to pay for the sins of my father…and maybe even the sins of my mother….
Month: August 2017
New Fiction
I’ve decided to start writing again…I don’t really understand why I ever stop. I suppose it’s because it drains me to think about topics and, then weave words that desire to be read. But here I go…again. “I am an adulteress.” I repeated this to myself, as I searched the reflection in the mirror for…
