I don’t write much lately. Classes suck the energy out of me. If I loved it so much, I would make more time for it. So I throw personal touches into my schoolwork.
My interview about him was meant to show her what kind of writer I was. I break rules. Use fragments. Shorter structure. Loosely following whatever the assignment is. A creative outlet. I wrote a story for her. I hope she likes it.
I don’t write much lately. The words no longer find their way to my finger tips. My voice has changed. They’re waiting patiently for my comeback. Time will pass for awhile as I attempt prose and schemes. Never pleased with the final result.