Sitting in a writing group meeting, knowing that you have years, decades even, more experience than the people in the room, and yet feeling as passed over as dried old turkey a week after Thanksgiving hurts. It creates grief. The never-ending spiral of “what...
There’s something very powerful about putting your story, fiction or nonfiction, out into the world. It’s a vulnerable place, one that can cause a lot of grief. It’s a place that can dash your hopes and make you doubt your dreams. I’ve been...
