The winds have shifted, therefore the sands have too. Things will never be the same. Every decision made, has affected the course. A split decision changed everything. What once was, will never be. What is now, is so foreign to me. In more ways than one. Life as I knew is forever gone.
Writing not what she knows, but what she feels. Life is an adventure.
“When writing a novel a writer should create living people; people, not characters. A character is a caricature.”
“Write while the heat is in you. … The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with.”
—Henry David Thoreau