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December 04, 2014


Rolando Teco

So beautifully said, Johnny. Thanks for reminding me of what this is all about. :)

Erma Duricko

Right at this very moment, somehow you wrote my heart.

David Licata

"When a long, consuming writing project ends, that safe space disappears for a while. More terrifying still, I have to take the thing I wrote in that warm safe place and send it out to be judged by the world. It is a prospect that fills me with dread. I feel exposed, a little raw."

Good god, is that ever the truth. There some kind of grief thing that happens with me. Or maybe it's akin to sending your child off to college (not that I'd know). There's a what-do-I do-now-that-you're-gone feeling.

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