Good morning. The sun has now risen as I continue to rub sleep from my eyes on this early Saturday morning. I've been at it for awhile now because my house is quiet and I am uninterrupted and as of... Continue Reading →
It's called the sting of rejection for a reason. It hurts. no matter how many acceptances a writer gets, I think a rejection still stings. I don't think the cure is about being more thick skinned (some people are and... Continue Reading →
Life As A Fire Wife 