She felt the void on the bookshelf as if it were her empty stomach, compressing and demanding to be filled. The Book could be hers again, but only at a terrible cost: the deepest secret she’s ever held. Only she knew the truth of the experiment, as she was the
“I’m neither an optimist, nor a pessimist, but a possibilist.” – Max Lerner Writing prompt: Write about all the possibility when chasing your dreams. I’ve said I’m a realist, but that was before I came across the term “possibilist.” I am absolutely a possibilist. The term applies to me in
I wake up way before I “need” to every day. In the early days of my RA & fibromyalgia diagnoses, I really needed this time to wake up fully. More recently, I’m able to wake up faster, so this is a good time to write. Since the pandemic became a
Gabrielle says I need to start journaling again. I couldn’t agree more. So here I am.