Writing a story is like crossing a stream, now I’m on this rock, now I’m on this rock, now I’m on this rock.
– Ann Beattie
Month: December 2012
haiku 242
chilly breeze –
still hugging herself
after coming inside
Writing a story is like crossing a stream, now I’m on this rock, now I’m on this rock, now I’m on this rock.
– Ann Beattie
chilly breeze –
still hugging herself
after coming inside