Writing Process – Experience as Art

Another night of restless, light sleep. Another bout of anxiety. Another counselling session. I'm sitting on the leather sofa, spouting a river of conscious thought, vomiting verbal diarrhea all over the room and my counsellor. What it comes down to is that I'm, once again, attempting to impose other people's ideas and expectations about my... Continue Reading →

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