Write the words when they show up or lose them forever
It reminds me that memories make up so much of who we are, but what if we don't get to choose what we retain?
It reminds me that memories make up so much of who we are, but what if we don't get to choose what we retain?
This has unexpectedly turned into an ode to my home and my neighbours?
A quote turned call-to-(zine)-chain-mail-action
Skim read to get to the writer's tips. Fyi, this post is probably best viewed online - I apologise for crushing your inbox with too many pics.
An e-zine