Hemingway said that nothing was as rewarding to him as the act of writing itself, when the words took wing, when the hand followed the thought, and the thought soared, the pen tracing its flight. My only thrill in writing comes after I’ve written something, put it away and then…
You really shouldn’t write under the influence of cold medicine, but what the hey? Beguiling Hollywood’s New Year’s Missive
Hello sweetest babies, dearest darlings, friends beyond compare (yes, I’m in a flamboyant mood but humor me!) I could say I hope you all stay well-hydrated and virus-free but that might be too reflective of how I’m feeling at the moment… So – here’s something more appropriate instead: the real…