Today I crave a thing that cannot be obtained by a trip to the fridge or drive to the store. Money cannot buy it. My craving is from the brain, from the soul. I want to do the one thing I’m good at, the thing I love. Write. Unfettered and free. I want to write something to completion and have another person read it.
Today I am a writer.
One response to “Today I am a Writer”
Cynthia
Write something short, something you can finish(e.g. 10 minute play, short essay) send it back here
and ask for some specific feedback
Ed
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