I have often told people that The Waiting Room was the most genuine writing experience I’ve had. Why? Because like Allende, I wrote with innocence. I wrote with spontaneity. I wrote for no one but myself . . .
Archives for January 2024
It’s Time to Tell a New Story
Where do I start? I guess I start with hello. It’s been a while since one of these emails landed in your inbox. I wouldn’t blame you if you forgot about me, but I didn’t forget about you.