I do not think my brain was made to hold these swirling thoughts that dare conflict so strong. I withstand their onslaught until I fold, spilling out the words I’ve held in so long. Locked up alone, lose myself in my pages. The lines and their rhymes merging together, fragments of beauty coaxed from their ...

I haven’t written a word on my novel since November 30, 2021. True, on the heels of National Novel Writing Month is the Christmas Season rush, but that wasn’t the only thing holding me back. I wasn’t injured, or sick, or depressed, or too busy. The truth is that I needed a break. And I’m ...