The life of a writer
We live a solitary game, inhabiting a shell, wandering, hiding, looking for a purpose, or pawning our lives away waiting for fame. . I asked, “How do I win this game.” She said,… Continue reading
We live a solitary game, inhabiting a shell, wandering, hiding, looking for a purpose, or pawning our lives away waiting for fame. . I asked, “How do I win this game.” She said,… Continue reading