I’ve finished my slash-and-burn draft of Anomalies, so it’s time for one of my favourite parts of the process: reading it to myself.
It’s not enough to simply read over your own writing. 1,197 more words
I think you prepare yourself to lose people you’ve never met, people who don’t really even know you exist. But for you it’s still a deeply personal loss but a branch of possibilities falls from the tree of our human experiences and crashes against the cold ground. 345 more words
Because failure is a figment of our imagination. There is no such thing as failure. 1,117 more words