RPM Challenge starts on Monday. Breaking it down. I’d better stop reading and putting off doing and start writing first drafts.
I’ve been brainstorming and listing and resisting my unwillingness to write plainly. And while reading the words that should get me going, I wish they didn’t belong to me. I wish they were sent to me by someone else.
By the end of February, I won’t be allowed to speak secretively anymore. Poems will be out in the open.
In the meantime –