Dear Pen and Paper, I bought a manual typewriter from a junk shop downtown Aberdeen and typed my first short story on it. I was eighteen. I didn’t own a ... Read more
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 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