She was beautiful , a gift . the sun and moon finally sharing a kiss. When she spoke everyone listened. When she walked everyone stopped breathing ,...
I want to get real for a second. We as writers hit a point where we struggle whether it be to be noticed, get a comment, or even as little as to get...
She was walking down the side of the river. It was a little windy...maybe a little too much of a breeze because her dress was flowing around as if it...