Stories for the Soul
The Night I Wished I Was 61
A coming of age story, about dreams and fears, time and adulthood, losses and wins.
writer’s life
Looking for the Bright Side
Day of quarantine: -5. After having been on a voluntary lockdown last year, it’s very hard to see the bright side of this. But I am trying…
Loss
When Writing Is the Air We Need to Just Breathe
“Maybe I can only truly feel when I write… And that day, with that letter, I mourned her death.”
Humor
Word Throwers: Two Kinds. One Is ADHD
Proof that digressing and zoning out with ADHD can result in … something. Fun. Of course.
