Grief is so strange. It's like walking down a beautiful paved road. You are enjoying the pleasant view ahead and smelling the beautiful aroma of nature around you. When, from behind you, thunder claps. Your heart jumps in your chest but you keep walking. You pick up the pace but you turn you head and… Continue reading Grief hits hard.
After losing my mother in August of 2019, I have literally been unable to put pen to paper or hand to keyboard. When 2019 began, I had so many ideas and projects I wanted to complete in the next few years. I have novels, short stories and submissions in mind but just can't bring myself… Continue reading Grief’s block