The traveler driving down a lonely country road at night, is encouraged by the distant twinkling lights of her destination. But it’s the headlights of her car that keep her from
I reblogged this post from a few years ago I think I have come a long way from this but some of them still apply. Reasons I get stuck.
“It’s never too late to have a happy childhood” Tom Robbins This post was a journal entry from a few years back when I was caring for my Mom who
Writers are like stargazers, searching an imaginary sky for distant galaxies of meaning and metaphor– trusting in the existence of a story- an act of faith– knowing that the story