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Memory Found

Kerri watched as the bedroom door eased open and a man’s head popped into view. “Kerri, honey, are you alright?” He inched in slowly, as if afraid he might startle her, like she was a rabid animal. She breathed deep and nodded her head. She couldn’t bring herself to speak, because she could not recallContinue reading “Memory Found”

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Becoming a Real Writer

It’s hard to feel the confidence to say you’re a writer. I often said I like to write, but never really said I was a writer. Even when I started writing a book, I still didn’t call it a book. I called it a story or manuscript at most. Recently though, the more I writeContinue reading “Becoming a Real Writer”