She took my breath away.
The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion.
Saturday, July 20, 2019
Rear Window
Late at night I'm washing dishes and I turn to see the moon rising out my kitchen window. A beautiful waning gibbous moon, glowing golden in the night sky.
She took my breath away.
The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion.
She took my breath away.
The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion.
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