“I feel a presence . . . and it’s mine.”

Being a writer these days entails much more than simply (yes, some of my fellow writers will rightfully scoff at the word “simply”) sitting at one’s computer keyboard at 2 a.m., wearing fuzzy Snoopy pants and an old “I Survived the Mayan Apocalypse of 2012” t-shirt, stuffing Sour Patch Kids in your face and just […]