Sometimes, I scare myself.
I'll get this image, and I'll run with it and suddenly, my pen will slip out of my hand and I'll stare at the paper for a while, transfixed.
Did I do that? Did I create that? (Could it happen?)
I wrote a story tonight.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
The Pen Is Not Only Mightier, It Cuts Deeper Too.
Posted by The Ousted Princess at 11:08 PM
Labels: revelation of the day, writing
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