So I've been trolling through some of my old writing and sitting here reading through it while listening and watching the Indigo Girls help keep a sparkle and glitter of a smile in my thoughts. I walked in the storm home tonight, but still can't manage more than two sentences of writing that I am happy with.
So, trolling through the old stuff and it's hit me ... I write my best when I wrote soft porn ... this is kind of disturbing, lol
That is all!
