It’s time for me to grow up and become a real writer. This, as you all know, is easier said than done. I’ve been acting a bit little like the Velveteen Rabbit, waiting around for the Nursery Fairy to make me real. But over the past two months I’ve felt a shift inside. I’ve been reading differently.Continue reading “Some Nights I Wish That My Lips Could Build A Castle”
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In the Chair 