Today my writing time was scarce. I ended up using my free moments to update my About page because that’s where my mind felt like wandering, where my voice wanted to speak. After a month or so of rewriting and revising, it feels good to let the writing go where it wants. I’m starting to accept that I may not always meet my imagined deadlines. The work can’t always be forced. And it’s important to follow the wanderings and wonderings when they whisper, come this way.
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