I had another epiphany about Streetlight People today as I was getting ready for work. I was reaching for the towel and BAM. I realized why some people get to keep their magic. Something so minor has been nagging at me FOR MONTHS and something skewed just enough for me to understand.
If I can find the words, this will be one of the first stories I've set down and then successfully picked up. Not because of want but because the why made itself known. As in: WHY should I write this? WHY is this my story to tell? WHY should I sweat blood over this story?
I think I have the why. I think I have the what. I definitely have the when.
If I can find the words, this will be one of the first stories I've set down and then successfully picked up. Not because of want but because the why made itself known. As in: WHY should I write this? WHY is this my story to tell? WHY should I sweat blood over this story?
I think I have the why. I think I have the what. I definitely have the when.