Screw, the perfect verb. Screw the building committee in my head conspiring to take me down. Screw the cap on my enthusiasm that sits there like a judging parent, never letting me feel fully joyful. Screw the idea in my head that I’m lost. Not good enough. Dull of mind. Screw the fleshy layers of […]
With a backlog of trepidation and a jittery spirit, I entered a writing contest yesterday. The kind that depends on public voting to win in only 24 hours at yeahwrite.me. Shortly after I entered my post, Love Never Dies, I had a panic attack. My thoughts raced like a caffeinated kindergartener. What was I thinking? […]
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