In the Zone
It’s 3 a.m. in the morn, Nameless is already shouting: “Get out of the way and let me write my story!” It’s been days of dilly-dallying; Avoidance p...
It’s 3 a.m. in the morn, Nameless is already shouting: “Get out of the way and let me write my story!” It’s been days of dilly-dallying; Avoidance p...
Bring me all your dreams of splendid restful nights flashes of inspiration envy to your friends Bring me all the flashers especially the one with sterling ideas...
On edges and extremes, singular distress. A blank page or a capture by a character with issues, I fumble towards a dark and stinky mess. What madness! Deprived ...