Monday, January 16
Never do I want to publish this work of boring authobiographical crap. I don't want anyone to see it either. (Gotta love password-protection) So, what possesed me?
- I needed to see myself in a different light.
- Bits of me were creeping into my other writing.
- Most of those bits were detrimental to the story.
- Writing is therapeutic to me and I was having nightmares again.
Thank you to all who helped me through it. It was with your help that I didn't spiral too far down.