Drop of Life, One by One

The rain keeps falling on the roof. My head's hurting from its constant tap, tap, tap. I haven't heard any other sounds since two days ago. Now, I'm longing for the breeze and even the shout of my neighbor. Why does it have to be raindrops? Out of all the sounds in the world, why… Continue reading Drop of Life, One by One

Breaking Free of My Writing Paralysis

I haven't written much for weeks. July is almost done, but I'm still floating across the flight of my mind. This is the phase I consider as my writing paralysis. A state of writing depression when nothing seems to "inspire" me to pick up my pen and start writing. Maybe it's the weather or my… Continue reading Breaking Free of My Writing Paralysis