My First Journal (And Why I Won’t Burn It)

I read an article, or conversation, in the last issue of Poets and Writers I received. It was three poets discussing the freedom of destroying old journals and why they had destroyed their own. As I read the article, I felt so sad. I was sad because they had destroyed all their keepsakes from another age, and …

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Finding My Place

I’ll be addressing all forms of writing on here but today we’re focusing on creative writing because this is where my journey started. Actually, this is where most of my conscious life started. My first poetry journal was started at the age of 6. I still have it and I couldn’t spell for shit and …

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