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Two words. Perfectly imperfect. Cliche I know, but fitting for sure. Those are the two words that sum up my vibrant novel of a year. Chapters evolved with colorful ink leaving its mark in an array of places. Blotches here, strikethroughs there. Characters made exits. Pages were ripped out and torn to shreds. Tears flowed….

System Overload

As a writer, I normally know exactly how I want to express myself. Not lately. So I’ve kept silent. In anger, in disgust, in despair of these troubling times, I took to pen and paper. A small glimpse of my own personal healing and feelings; however this still isn’t a clear depiction of my thoughts…