Just published this on my website. Check out the article and let me know what you think! https://www.gcramey.com/blog/read-more-authors-that-don-t-look-like-you
Those imaginary state lines have become a prison for lonely hearts. If you love the person, escape.
I held a clump of sand in my small hands. I laughed as I fought to keep it all from slipping between the spaces of my fingers.…… Read more “Until There Was None”
We became writers because we believe that things are better left said.