Writing that touches the soul

I write normally for my family, friends and my readers. I stress over every word and the text of my content. Today, though, I’m writing for the writers in the audience. I’ve been thinking about the things that draw emotion, that speak to us in places we never thought would touch us. Of course, I’m... Continue Reading →

Dying of small talk

The barber spread the gown over top of me. I braced myself. I had already said hello and told him how I wanted my hair to be cut. We had gotten the basics out of the way. Still, I knew what was coming. “How about this warm weather?” he said waving a crooked finger toward... Continue Reading →

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