“My brain is fucking broken.” He slid his hand up the back of her thigh, stopping to rest his fingers along the crease where ass and thigh meet. “I’m not sure anything will help.” She pressed her face into the mattress. “I’m not sure any of my creativity is going to come back.” She lifted …
I’m avoiding story writing. I know that, I’m trying to face that by being honest. Part of me is scared that some of my creativity is gone after so long a break. I’m going to start small to overcome it, but for now I’m sticking to non fiction stuff. I’ll get there. I’ll get there… …
While the calendar says it’s a new year, life is quick to remind you things haven’t changed. There’s a freshness and room for possibilities when we enter a near year. To say I feel hopeful is an understatement. It’s hard to start writing when you’ve not been writing though. This is like stretching or working …