Ten "snapshot" pieces that I wrote when I was in my bag
Since none of us have been to a party in a while (or at least I'd hope you haven't been), I wanted to share an old story I wrote back in college.
Procrastination is the enemy of progress.
Among us, the writer is always the imposter.
I pulled a Thoreau this week, but it just wasn't long enough
While this is frankly a bit self-serving, I implore you to start reading books.
Revisiting the concept of being alone.
Getting published is both a writer's biggest dream and greatest nightmare.