Hopes and Dreams

Rain
I try to distance myself from my hopes and dreams. I tell myself they’re silly. I bury them ten feet deep. I throw them out of a moving car and don’t wait to see where they land or if they manage to tuck and roll. I flee when they make themselves known.

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How to be a Better Writer: Be a Bloodhound

Bloodhound

When a writer writes, she sometimes starts with an idea. It might be vague, ill-formed, and entirely out of focus, but she has one. She follows its trail until it becomes clear.

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Breaking a Wild Mustang

Wild Mustang

Your writing is like you: wild. It has to be tamed.

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