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 … Continue reading New Fiction
I realize this is a bit off of the topic of creative writing...but...I made guacamole, post-marijuana, and my boyfriend put chips in it. Reminded me of Outlander.