The Poems, The Book I wish I knew for sure. That is, I want to write, hope to assemble, gather, cull, distill, even organize another book of poems from my thousands of poems. How to choose them? And I want to publish my odd book US with my friend Ruth
Do that! Do it the way you want. Don't listen to anyone or anything other than your heart. You have all the talent in the world to pull off your goals. Resist and persist. Bless you in your endeavors.
Butter. If you don’t want guns.
You go for it, Esther!!
A couch in Goodwill sounds like THE greatest setting. So many gun substitutes in that store, too.
Albert Camus wrote a magnificent beginning to his memoir, The First Man, talking about weather. It was shockingly cinematic, memorable, and effective.
I'll look it up x
Do that! Do it the way you want. Don't listen to anyone or anything other than your heart. You have all the talent in the world to pull off your goals. Resist and persist. Bless you in your endeavors.
thanks Bill xxxxx
Go for it!