“Weeping may endure for a night“
and I’ve learned that the night
can be very long...
but then, I remember
that even though it’s darkest before dawn, 14 more words
12 hours, 11 minutes
Do writers feel this way? I do.
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1 day, 4 hours
One picture. A million interpretations. That’s why I love Instagram.
When you capture a moment – no matter what it is – you are telling a story without having to say much or nothing at all. 123 more words
2 days, 3 hours
A few times I’ve been asked where is my next novel. I dislike having to say it’s nowhere near finished. But it’s the truth. It’s been a little over a year since I published a book. 186 more words
2 days, 22 hours
I’m not surprised there isn’t yet a word that embodies him. One must be venial to our language because it is missing a lot of them. 114 more words
3 days, 19 hours
This morning, I donated to the American Cancer Society-Bark for Life and to the AIDS Walk of NYC 2014 in honor of a very important person. 60 more words
5 days, 4 hours
This is how I spend many of my Saturday nights.
Picture on Instagram @writermbitsko
5 days, 22 hours