As you lay drowning in bed, Draped in sickness, You wonder what you could write next. For no sickness could drown your resolve, Your crazy love for writing. As you lay dreaming in bed, You finally pick up a paper and pen To jot down what you dream, To jot down before you drown.
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A Story’s Expiry Date
They say, nothing lasts forever. Everything comes with an expiration date. So what is the expiration date of a story? When does it stop making any sense? When does it lose its impact? Every story is placed in some context of time, place and the reigning standards. It will be a hundred percent true to [...]
A Struggling Author 