It’s strange — being a writer without anything to say.
There’s no “big bad” going on in my life, just a series of little struggles that have left me creatively drained at the moment. Emotionally, too, I think.
It makes me grateful that the people I know best and love most don’t need me to bring much to the table.
One of my very best friends visited me he…
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