I feel like a tired helium balloon. I’m just drifting aimlessly, hovering a foot above some dirty sidewalk, being pushed along by the counterfeit breeze of cars whizzing by.Read More I feel like a tired helium balloon…
Isn’t it pompous to assume people would sacrifice their time to get in *my* head?
Also–some encouraging words to the contrary for us creators.
It turns out that offering hard-earned thoughts to the world requires more than simply time and skill…Read More Why Writers Don’t Write
Words are not enough–not right now, they aren’t. Because when faced with the most intense and complex Truths, words crack beneath the weight of reality.Read More Stuff That’s Hard to Say