Lights on in the attic

After a LONG dry spell, I wrote a ghazal in my mom’s writer’s workshop today which everyone, even my tough-critic dad, really loved. And I found a character who might have a good story in her, if I can find a plot that she can really wrestle with. Feels so good to feel like a writer again and have something cooking upstairs.

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