Dear Adulthood, Why did I not hold you off a while longer? I used to skip classes to spend hours penning ideas into notebooks–black coffee, toasted bagel to fuel my ... Read more
Dear Premature Feedback, I knew the story wasn’t finished. It stank, in fact, in at least five places. The bones were there, but not the flesh. The ending dropped like ... Read more
Dear Petunia, I call you Petunia, though you are just an aspect of me. I call you this because the name reminds me of a girl from elementary school who ... Read more
Dear Indecision, How have I come to trust so much in the process that I haven’t written a new sentence in two weeks? I moved some around and deleted others. ... Read more