I wrote today. Fiction.
You know how big a deal that is. Or maybe you don’t, because I’m not sure how much of that angst came through in my sporadic posting. But let me tell you, it’s a big deal.
It is Independence Day weekend—could this event signal new creative independence? Freedom from fear, from stagnation, from oppression?
I don’t know, but it feels good. Give me a flag to wave.